Saturday, January 12, 2013

mists of metanoia

"You are to be radiant lights as you stand beside Christ, the great light, bathed in the glory of Him who is the light of heaven. You are to enjoy more and more the pure and dazzling light of the Trinity.'
-St. Gregory of Nazianzus

The Scene:
Westminster Cathedral.
The time:
Five minutes late to Mass.
(Happens. Small, adorable, bundled-up British children taking pictures with their parents by Big Ben are unforeseeable obstructions in your path that will cramp the flow of the best power-walking. #LondonProblemz)

The First Reading:
Isaiah 40:4.
Not expected.
"Every valley shall be raised up, every mountain and hill made low; the rough ground shall become level, the rugged places a plain."

Oh hey there. I remember those words.
Those were my words all through Advent.
I was awaiting the homily, awaiting to see how the words I connected to Advent would be connected to the Baptism.

For starters, the priest was rocking what I like to call "Pastor humor." I'm sure you've experienced pastor humor: think of the jokes that your parish priest makes during school day homilies: think dad humor, but even more pun-tastic.
And then, he spoke of mountains needing to be brought down, for our sake. In order for us to be able to see the glory of the Lord, which the passage later refers to, we have to knock down the mountains that block our sight.
The clouds have to part and the heaven opens before the Holy Spirit descends.

Although love is all around us, we are too adept at blinding ourself to its movements. We too easily decide to put up mountains to block our view. We too often shrink from the mystery that awaits to embrace us.

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
--Marianne Williamson

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