Holy week is here.
All the fasting, praying, repenting, alms giving, are for these moments.
It is not the end but our beginning.
We will be mindful of our every word, thought, and action.
“Behold the Bridgroom comes in the middle of the night”.
We will prepare for the mournful days to come.
“But God sent me ahead of you to preserve for you a remnanton earth and to save your lives by a great deliverance.”
We will be anointed with oil for the healing of our souls.
“While the sinful woman brought oil of myrrh, the disciple came to an agreement with the transgressors. She rejoiced to pour out what was very precious, he made haste to sell the One who is above all price”.
We will read at His tomb. . .
And then, joyfully sing “Christ is risen from the dead, trampling down death by death, and upon those in the tombs bestowing life!”
Our Lord humbled without humiliation His lofty station which yet could not be humbled, and condescends to His servants, with a condescension ineffable and incomprehensible. God being perfect becomes perfect man, and brings to perfection the newest of all new things (cf. Eccles 1:10), the only new thing under the sun, through which the boundless might of God is manifested. For what greater thing is there than that God should become man? From St. John of Damascus
It's so Passé 