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Holy
Thursday: Mass of the Lord’s Supper, Cycles ABC
Triduum
Retreat at Retreat and Conference Center at Bon Secours
March
24, 2016
Memories:
Forgetting and Remembering
By
(Rev. Msgr.) Nicholas P. Amato
Losing
Memories
A family learned the dreaded diagnosis: their mother was
suffering the onset of Alzheimer’s disease. Over the next few months, her
memories – already slowly slipping away – would fade-to-black all together.
Her daughter-in-law reflects on the preciousness of
memories that she and her husband, John, began to realize as his mother’s
memory began to slip away.
“Life is
about moments – the blessed, the tragic, the sidesplitting, the poignant. Our
lives are framed by them, and each one of us has the assemblage of memories
that could be edited together, set to music, and watched like a movie…memories
comfort us.
“They make
us who we are. Without a connection to who we were, we’d feel lost, which must
be exactly how my mother-in-law feels.
“We want her
so badly to remember us, and often she does, but we know we won’t always be
that lucky…
“John once
told me, ‘I want to make memories with you.’ It was a funny thing for a guy to
say, but I know what he meant. He wanted me in his life, and he wanted to
remember all of it.
“Memories
are a privilege – every day we get to choose whether we want to remember
something … and when those moments are slipping away, it reminds you how much
there is to lose.
Keeping
Memories
John and his wife began keeping a memory book. It was a
cloth-covered book that they kept on our bedside table where they’d record a
note about a day of fun they’d had or a silly moment they shared.
Perhaps it’s human that they didn’t write about the sad
things, but it was their way of keeping a record. Whenever, one of them
forgets, there will always be those voices, their voices, on the page speaking
to them.
Memories are very precious things. Those of us who have
suffered with a loved one afflicted with any form of dementia know all too well
how fragile our ability to remember is.
Tonight’s
Memories
Tonight is about reliving a memory: the memory of Jesus,
the Christ, who, for our sakes, begins this night, his great Passover from
death to life.
At this table, in the cenacle of our very own chapel, the
memory of Jesus is quickened and becomes a living reality.
The rabbi Jesus speaks to us again in the pages of the
Gospel book, in the basin, pitcher and towel, in the Eucharistic bread and
wine.
The
Mandatum
Jesus who revealed the wonders of God in stories about
mustard seeds, sparrows and lilies, fishing nets and ungrateful children, on
this last night of his life – as we know life – leaves his small band of
disciples his most beautiful parable:
Ø “As I have washed your feet like a slave, so
you must wash the feet of each other and serve one another.
Ø “As I have loved you without limit or
condition, so you must love one another without limit or condition.
Ø “As I am about to suffer and die for you, so
you must suffer and, if necessary, die for one another.”
Tonight’s parable is so simple, but its lesson is so
central to what being a real disciple of Jesus is all about.
When inspired by the love of Jesus for me, then the
smallest act of service done for another takes on extraordinary dimensions.
Conclusion
Whenever we imitate Jesus’ compassion and humility in
putting aside our robes, that is, putting aside our titles, wealth, education,
whenever we’re willing to bend down and “wash
the feet” of another in all humility, then the memory of Jesus’ compassion
lives again.
And so we gather at this table on Holy Thursday to bless
and break bread as he did, to bless and share the sacred cup as he did, and so experience
again the selfless compassion of Jesus.
This night then challenges us to make the memory of
Jesus’ compassionate healing and humble love for all people live again in our
taking on the mandatum, which means taking on the charge of being foot-washers
to one another, of becoming the community of the Eucharist Jesus envisioned us
to become.
Two truths remain – (1) humbly serving and (2) becoming
Jesus’ body – and because we don’t forget, because we remember, they come alive
within this community here tonight.
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