Irish doctor with too many thoughts, too little time and a blog that's supposed to check in on reality.

Friday, April 14, 2006

The Sound of Perfect Silence

I wasn't going to post anything about Easter. I was toying with a post on Bruce Springsteen's Jesus Was An Only Son, "Now there's a loss that can never be replaced, A destination that can never be reached, A light you'll never find in another's face, A sea whose distance cannot be breached / Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands Whispered, "Mother, still your tears, For remember the soul of the universe willed a world and it appeared." or maybe Gillian Welch's "By the mark where the nails have been / By the sign upon his precious skin / I will know my savior when I come to him.
I was reading First Thing's blog, On the Square and I like this reflection from Father John Neuhaus-
Holy Saturday, by contrast, is the sound of prefect silence. Yesterday’s mockery, the good thief’s prayer, the cry of dereliction—all that is past now. Mary has dried her tears, and the whole creation is still, waiting for what will happen next.
Some say that on Holy Saturday Jesus went to hell in triumph, to free the souls long imprisoned there. Others say he descended into a death deeper than death, to embrace in his love even the damned. We do not know. Scripture, tradition and pious writings provide hints and speculations, but about this most silent day it is perhaps best to observe the silence. One day I expect he will tell us all about it. When we are able to understand what we cannot now even understand why we cannot understand. Meanwhile, if we keep very still, there steals upon the silence a song of Easter that was always there. On the long mourners’ bench of the eternal pity, we raise our heads, blink away our tears and exchange looks that dare to question, ‘Could it be?’ But of course. That is what it was about. That is what it is all about. O felix culpa!O happy fault, O necessary sin of Adam, which gained for us so great a Redeemer!

So there you are - some regurgitated truncated spiritual ramblings.
Happy Easter. If you're not looking forward to the triumph of the resurrection, Easter eggs are always welcome.


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