Holy Thursday, the first day in the Triduum, during Holy Week is one of my favorite days of the Liturgical Year. It celebrates the Institution of the Eucharist and the Institution of the Priesthood . I love Holy Thursday Mass. To think that this was the very first celebration of the Eucharist. I am overwhelmed with gratitude for all of our selfless priests. And, then the Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament that follows. The Candelabres that surround the Monstrance. The silence and darkness is just so humbling. At no other time do I feel the profound effect of my sins on the shoulders of Jesus. At no other time do I have the profound desire to completely prostrate myself. I sit and stare at that Monstrance and try to atone for my sins and the sins of the world, weighing so heavily on Jesus.
This year, hopefully, Erika and Madeleine will go with me to Adoration for awhile late Thursday night. We did not do much last year for Holy Week. Lots of books on the couch, talking and prayers, but nothing that involved cleaning, props, activities, food or going anywhere. Caroline was 6 weeks old, and I do believe we had sandwiches for Easter Dinner. This year will be different. And, next year? Well, only time will tell. That's the wonderful thing about the Liturgical Year ; it keeps repeating itself every 365 days.
Perhaps it will be crazy to take a 5 and 6-year-old out at 9:00 pm. They are usually sound asleep by that time.
Perhaps not.
Last week, while reading some books to prepare for Palm Sunday, Erika (age 4.5) was looking at the picture of Jesus riding the donkey into Jerusalem. She said, "Mom, I think Jesus' donkey is taking teeny, weeny steps." (Making her thumb and pointer finger a half-centimeter apart.)
I replied, "Yes. Maybe. Why do you think so?"
" Because Jesus is very heavy," she said.
"Yes, but donkeys are quiet strong. They are very good workers and can carry a lot," I reasoned. I wasn't quite sure where we were going with this one.
She said, "Well, donkeys are strong, but not THAT strong. He is definitely taking teeny weeny steps, because Jesus has all of our sins on his shoulders and that is just WAY too heavy for a donkey. So, I'm sure the donkey is taking teeny weeeny steps, and he may fall down any minute. Poor donkey. (sigh) and Poor Jesus."
Hmm. Perhaps not such a crazy idea.