Thursday, May 9, 2013
Even Until The End of Time
I know that's how long He'll be with us, but I can't help but feel sad on Ascension Thursday. It is particularly difficult for me at the Traditional Latin Mass, where the point that Christ has ascended to His Father is driven home by the extinguishing of the Paschal Candle.
I often wonder what Mary thought and pondered in her heart at this time. Once, I attended a talk on St. Therese where the priest told us that the Blessed Mother missed Jesus so much that she didn't so much die as her soul was, in his words, ripped from her body. After having been a witness to both His Passion and His Resurrection, was it then that Mary began her second mission for the Church, the mission of praying for souls, now and at the hour of our death? Oh, to have Mary's faith and trust!
I don't know why, but when I was taking my walk this morning after Mass, I thought of how fortunate the cloistered orders are, to live for and with Christ alone. I was thinking that maybe it helps overcome the withdrawal that happens at the end of Christmas and Eastertide if one is walled in with God. I should not think so much of what I may be missing because of how truly blessed I have been these past few months. To be able to get to daily Mass and on most days, Adoration and to have had Ascension Thursday off and know that I'll be off for two of my favorite novenas as well - one to St. Rita and the other, of course, to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Next week a friend is planning a reunion tea with some of the pilgrims who visited Cascia with us the year before last. I have been appointed the official baker for the event and how good God is to His unworthy servant that she has the time to be able to do so.
I am amazed with this time off how quickly days fill up and how there never seems to be enough time to get everything accomplished. How did I ever manage while holding a job that consumed 50 or more hours a week, excluding travel time? The next few weeks will be especially busy not only because of upcoming devotions but also the wedding of our oldest daughter (which is another story for another day).
Until now, I should be grateful for this little slice of Heaven granted to me by the King of Hearts. I imagine He might laugh at the comparison of my respite to Paradise and if He could, He say: You have seen nothing yet to compare to what has been prepared for you from the foundation of the world. Until then, know that I am with you always, even until the end of time.
Posted by TLW at 4:15 PM