Feb 17, 2013
Dominica I in
Quadragesima. Anno C
Moses told the people: “The priest shall receive the
basket from you and shall set it in front of the altar of the Lord, your God.”
This is what we might call a liturgical prefigurement. It points towards the
Offertory collection, but not the collection itself. Rather it points towards
what the collection represents. I am not talking about money. Moses is
preparing the people to enter into the Promised Land; the land of milk and
honey, of abundance. God has given them so much and Moses reminds the people
that they are to give thanks to God by gathering up the first fruits of the
products of the soil into a basket and present them to the priest for a
thanksgiving sacrifice. We give money. If we cannot literally offer our bodies
to be sacrificed, then we substitute something, but we should be mindful that
we are offering up our hearts, our souls, our minds, our bodies to God. Just
after the offertory collection, the priest says: “The Lord be with you... Lift
up your hearts. . . Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.” The offertory is
truly collecting our hearts and carrying them to the altar. Our hearts are
lifted up with Jesus Christ to be offered with Him to the Father.
If it were only that easy. The Israelites wandered in the
desert for 40 years, tempted, before they could enter the Promised Land. And
the gospel today shows us what to expect. Jesus is led into the desert for 40
days to be tempted by the devil. The devil questions our Lord: “If you are the
Son of God, throw yourself down from here!” Isn’t that just like the devil to
tempt the vulnerable with suicide? Despair is a temptation. Self-doubt is a
temptation. Doubting God is a temptation. Where do such thoughts come from?
They don’t come from God. They are temptations. Temptation manifests itself in
surprising ways that we may not immediately recognize.
To illustrate: in the words of a wise man, “God, our Father,
asks His children to fast. Our Mother, the Church, teaches us how.” Let’s say
that we are invited to someone’s house on Friday. They are not Catholic. They
go to the non-denominational denomination down the street. Their preacher pokes
fun at “idolatrous Catholic practices” like abstaining from meat on Fridays.
Our friends know that we are Catholic and that Catholics abstain from meat on Fridays
during Lent. So we are invited on a Friday during Lent to a celebration at
their house. They are not aware that it is Lent because they do not observe it.
They cover the table with casseroles, stews, ribs, and an abundance of
sumptuous delights. Your eyes bug out. You begin to perspire, your throat
constricts, your heart is beating. You are faced with a big decision to make.
And the temptation begins. Your guardian angel pleads with you: “No, don’t do
it.” and the devil’s angel on the other side is saying: “Ah, go on. You only
live once. Live it up!” And you dive into the table of earthly delights.
Now, the truth is that your Evangelical friends are
saying to themselves, “See, I knew it. Those Catholics say they believe all
that stuff, but they don’t really believe it all. It really is a false
religion. If it were true, then they would live according to their faith as we
do.” It would have been so easy to just tell them that since it is Friday
during Lent, and since you are a Catholic, you cannot accept their invitation
but that you send your warmest greetings. It would not be rude, you would avoid
the occasion of sin, and you would be at peace in your heart. If you were
Jewish or Muslim, nobody would question such an explanation. But as Catholics,
we think that we have to apologize and deny our faith in order to be accepted.
So you’ve gorged yourself on ribs and pot roast on Friday
during Lent. The devil won this round and you scandalized the Church by your
actions. Then the accusations begin. “Why does the Church even ask me to do all
this stuff, anyway? Am I really going to go to hell just for eating meat on a Friday
during Lent? Why do I have to go to Church on Sundays anyway? Can’t I just ask
God for forgiveness in my heart and call it good? Why do I have to go to
Confession? It would have been rude to say no to my gracious hosts…” And on and
on the rationalizing goes. And the emptiness inside your soul becomes more and
more pronounced. If this was me, the truth is that I know I betrayed God and my
conscience. I listened to the voice of temptation and I gave in.
It is so much easier to just acknowledge in all humility
that I have sinned and that I need to go to confession. None of us are above
sinning. Better to just admit that we are sinners and ask God for mercy. Of
course He will give it. A humble and contrite heart is the best sacrifice.
“Lift up your hearts.” Place a humble and contrite heart in the offertory
basket and let that be lifted up by our Lord to the Father. If you have sins to
confess, now is the time. Do not go to Holy Communion until you have confessed
them. But don’t wait. Confess now and receive Holy Communion while you still
have life to live. Then, with a clean heart you may offer your very self and
receive the very Self of Our Lord in the Holy Eucharist.
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