Pauca Verba is Latin for A Few Words.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Intercessions ~ Feast of the Epiphany


Star of Bethlehem

At Epiphany,/ we pray to be restored when we are sad,/ worried,/ over-thinking,/ hurting,/ giving up,/ angry or depressed./ We pray to the Lord.

At the start of January,/ we pray for those who celebrate birthdays,/ anniversaries,/ and other days of remembrance./ For safety,/ peace and good health./ We pray to the Lord.

This past year one in every eight babies was born in places of conflict and war,/ bombs,/ bullets,/ destruction and death./ We pray for them,/ asking for stability and safety./ We pray to the Lord.

We ask the blessings of protection and health for Pope Francis as he begins a new year of working to bring renewal to our damaged and weakened Church./ We pray to the Lord.

We pray for those whose hearts are stubborn,/ lost in ignorance,/ or selfishness./ And that we would know ourselves well./ We pray to the Lord.

We pray blessings of joy and hope where Eastern Christians celebrate Christmas this week,/ and for the Church to be restored to unity where sad divisions persist./ We pray to the Lord.

On the Feast of the Epiphany,/ we ask for Jesus to be newly revealed to each of us./ We remember those who are sick,/ traveling,/ or struggling in any way./ We pray for those who have died this past year,/ and for those who mourn them./ We pray to the Lord. 




Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Our Lady of Waiting


At the altar within the cave ~ Our Lady of Waiting ~ Lebanon

Jesus got up and went away from there to the region of Tyre. And when he had entered a house, he wanted no one to know of it, yet he could not escape notice. (Mark 7:24-25)


There follows the account of the Syrophoenician woman who asked Jesus to heal her daughter burdened with demonic possession. And then verse 31


Again he went out from the region of Tyre and came through Sidon to the Sea of Galilee within the region of Decapolis.

Then follows the account of the disciples bringing to Jesus the man who could neither hear nor speak.   


So in these verses, Jesus is on a healing and teaching tour through the cities mentioned here which are in modern day Lebanon, north of Israel. And it is in Lebanon that there is the pilgrimage site and lovely devotion to the Virgin Mary Mantara - Our Lady of Waiting. 

This is where Mary waited in a cave for Jesus to return from his journey through Tyre and Sidon. There is nothing to indicate this biblically, rather, the tradition is born of a deep human sense of relationship and maternal love.  

Humans spend an awful lot of time waiting. And some of that waiting is silly or anxious:
  • waiting for the waiter to return with the bill
  • waiting on checkout lines
  • waiting for the movie or Mass to begin
  • waiting for a phone call
  • waiting for the mail to be delivered or for the UPS truck
  • waiting for the water to boil
Then there's another waiting, more dear to us:
  • waiting for the baby to be born
  • waiting for a loved one to return home safely
  • waiting to hear if I got the job or not
  • waiting to learn if I've been accepted into the preferred school
  • waiting to hear if the raise will be forthcoming
  • waiting for lab results
Finally there's a still deeper waiting:
  • waiting for a sign of peace for our world
  • waiting for my own (often times slow) inner growth
  • waiting for an opportunity to make right a wrong
  • waiting to ask forgiveness, so to begin again
  • waiting to have this depression lifted
  • waiting to feel the return of an alive faith

So in our meditation we might create the mental image of Mary in the cave of Lebanon - aware that Jesus is off doing what he needs to do and that she is waiting patiently in trust. Maybe Jesus was delayed, and there was of course no email, no phone, Skype, texting or TWEETING by which he could stay in touch. It was a dangerous world then, as now, so staying calm and not surrendering to negative fantasies may well have been a real challenge.

But there you have it: Our Lady of Waiting. Heaven understands!
      

Sunday, December 27, 2015

At Midday...




At Midday I see the church open.
It draws me within.
I come, Mother of Jesus Christ,
Not to pray.
I have nothing to bring you,
Or to ask of you.
I only come, O Mother,
To gaze at you,
To see you, to cry simply out of joy,
Because I know that I am your child,
and that you are there...

Paul Claudel