Monday, 28 October 2013

The Timelessness of the Spiritual World

~J.M.J.~

There was a question that always bugged me: how does God find the time to hear so many prayers? Well, that He is omnipotent satisfies me quite well, but then I think of the saints who are not. We, the pilgrim people on earth, constantly seek their intercessions. But where do they find so much time to pray for us? We say 53 Hail Mary's in a Rosary, and often say, "All ye holy angels and saints, pray for us." If we apply our earthly understanding, it seems quite impossible that they pray for us every single time.

So, I consulted Fr Sam at an RCIA class on what quality the angels and saints have that frees them from the constraints of time. He threw the question back at the class. Some proposed from worldly experience that over 2000 years of refinement, some sort of list was created for each prayer intention. So the saints compile the names of person asking for their prayers and then pray the intention. This drew a few chuckles; the class was full of working adults. Finally, Father gave us this answer.

Death frees the saints from the constraints of time, for time does not apply to the spiritual world. And when the saint passes from this world, constrained by time, to the next, he is freed from that constraint.

God is not constrained by time. We see that time does not apply to God as St Thomas Aquinas describes Him as the "First Mover", who is put in motion by no other. Therefore, He exists eternally before eternity, but really the word "before" doesn't really make any sense. We also profess in our Creed that the Son was "begotten of the Father before all ages".

If God is not constrained by time, neither should His Kingdom. Therefore, a saint can be attending every Mass at every Sanctus in every church and chapel in the world, be praying with us at home, and participating in the endless Divine Liturgy in heaven all at the same time.

A few classes later, Fr Sam was elaborating on how the human soul was created to be in unity with the human body, in dismissal of the heresy of Cartesian Dualism, which proposes that the body is an extension of the mind. Then I asked him, "If the soul was created to be in unity with the body, then why aren't saints worse off than us since their souls is separated from their bodies?"

He answered that because upon death, a soul is not constrained by time. Therefore, it can be immediately at the Final Judgement and receive its unity with its transfigured body. I gave him a rather surprised, "Ah?" because it was simply too mind-blowing. But after taking some time to digest it, I accepted that answer.

However, a question still lingers. Does that mean that a soul will be in Purgatory and Heaven at the simultaneously since time does not apply? Haha, me and my questions...

Monday, 26 August 2013

Rite of Acceptance

Today, I went through the Rite of Acceptance. If I would describe it in a word, it would be... No, if I do that, you'll close my blog. I might as well tweet it. So I'll just go ad nauseum until I'm done.

I first met up with my aunts in the parish canteen. I was glad that they had came to witness this journey with me. If you didn't already know, I have an extended family from my father's side which is Catholic, except for my father himself (that's why I'm not raised Catholic) and an uncle who left the communion of the Church. With my late grandmother, they played a huge part in imparting tenets of Christianity to me and introduced me to the official liturgy of the Church - Holy Mass. On special occasions, such as Easter and Christmas, I would attend Mass with them.

I did attend Mass with my grandma when I was little, but I understood none of the Mandarin (or Cantonese I couldn't tell at 4). When she took me for English Mass, I was equally lost. I even wondered what's with the pew that made her "fall" every time she entered and exited it. (She was just genuflecting, I now know).

Without them, I would've never been familiar with how to conduct myself at Mass and would therefore not have attended that Ash Wednesday Mass at the SJI Chapel which sparked off the change in my life.

So I was glad that they came (Grandma arrived at the Sanctus with the other saints and the angels) because I knew they would be comforted to see that I have finally, in the words of Aunty Jenny, "made up your (my) mind" to follow Christ in the Catholic Church.


I then bumped into a few FLOWers, and I was so happy to see them. This youth community has been with me for the past year... OH MY I'VE BEEN IN FLOW FOR ALMOST A YEAR NOW!... and we have been always supporting each other as we journey together. I had learnt a lot from them and they played a great role in my formation. So I am grateful to them and am glad that they had come to witness this special moment with me.

Then, I had to join my RCIA group to prepare for the procession into the church. I found my sponsor, Nathanael, and we got organised outside the main entrance. The church bells rang, and Father Chong, with his company of concelebrants and altar boys, came to welcome us into the church. As the entrance hymn was sung, the altar boys and priests processed in, and we followed in behind.

As I stepped into the church, there was a special feeling to it as compared to the hundreds of times I had before. It was symbolically meaningful because I was invited into the life of the Church. As I clasped my hands and walked towards the tabernacle, grateful to Christ that He had called me to Himself. With a bow I venerated Him, and proceeded to the pew.

Mass proceeded as per usual, and I found the Readings especially relevant to the journey I am making. Fr Sam said, in his homily, that Christianity does not preach suffering. Yet it does not preach health and wealth - at least most Christians don't. It preaches glory and life. Sufferings are inevitable in our lives (long explanation), and these trials help us to grow to be stronger. God does not make us endure these trials, but helps us endure these trials.

He also elaborated on our Father, on how He wants us to inherit His kingdom. I then realised that my relationship with the Father was not as strong as it should be. Maybe this is one thing I'd like to focus on as I continue my journey.

After the homily, we were invited to the sanctuary to receive the Rite of Acceptance. Fr Chong signed my forehead with the cross, and I was reminded of that Ash Wednesday in the SJI chapel, when I received the ashes and felt marked as a child of God. As I now absorb what I went through, I feel truly grateful to Him for revealing Himself to me. I then received crosses on my other senses, and declared my desire to follow Christ.

I finally got a crucifix! I can now hug a proper crucifix with the contours of the corpus and pray the Divine Mercy like I did at Awaken. I still remember the Paschal Triduum camp, when I brought a transparent box file with a printed St Dominic's Cross, and hugged it. It was so sorely lacking in feel. I kissed the feet in honour of the Incarnation, and received the Bible, repeating that gesture of reverence.

To conclude the rite, we were prayed over by the priests and the congregation, and it occurred to me that my community is praying for me... FLOW, my family, the priests. I felt so grateful and assured with their prayers.

Then began the Liturgy of the Eucharist. At the Offertory, I offered myself and the entire RCIA journey to the Lord. It was the last time I would attend this part of the Mass on a Sunday for some time. It's ok, I still can witness the transubstantiation at weekday Masses. For more of my thoughts on the transubstantiation, check out my Eucharistic blog here.

I stayed in the pews during Communion time and kneeling, made spiritual Communion with Christ in the Blessed Sacrament, and once more expressed my longing to receive Him physically. I just watched the Host come off Father's hands, and gave thanks for the gift of Supreme Sacrament.

After the dismissal, I met up with more FLOWers before going to the parish canteen for the potluck lunch. I didn't bring anything, but I guess my job as the young one is just to eat. Hehe... After that, I went up to the Adoration Room for some thanksgiving, hanged around Matius, Rachel Yee and Elena at the playground, before finally going home.

And now I draw closer yet to the fount! Actually, it's still a long journey: 6 months to go. I really can't wait for Lent. Ironic as it sounds, things will get more bearable during that season because it will be just over a month to the Easter Sacraments. Ah well, I need this time to prepare myself too, so I shouldn't be complaining.




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Thursday, 8 August 2013

My Feelings

~JMJ~

Hi everyone! I am currently on my RCIA journey, a journey towards initiation into the Catholic Church, which will culminate in my reception of the Three Sacraments of Initiation: Baptism, Confirmation, and Holy Communion. So I thought I could just share with you all what I've learnt during the lessons and other thoughts of my own.

My Feelings

I really can't wait to complete this journey! I want so much to make Full Communion with Jesus by receiving His Most Precious Body and Blood. I am a filthy tabernacle, awaiting the waters of Baptism to wash me clean, before finally make of my tongue a red carpet for the Lord, and my body a tabernacle for Him. 

It feels like Purgatory on Earth. I can see God, and long to make enter in Communion with Him so much, that this great hope burns painfully like a fire. O sweet the promise and great the hope! I can't imagine having to go through this all over again at the end of my earthly life.

There are two hymns now which nourish me to press on in this journey. It can get quite exhausting at times as my patience gets tried. So I really need these hymns to remind me of the sweetness of this journey and its reward in Holy Baptism. The first is the Vidi Aquam, the sprinkling hymn used during Eastertide. It's commonly translated as "I saw water flowing from the right side of the temple, alleluia..." It just fills me with hope for the night of the Easter Vigil. In there lies the verse which just drives me to tears:

Vidi auqam egre dientem de templo, a latare dextro alleluia;
Et omnes, ad quos pervenit, aquaista, salvi facti sunt, et dicent, alleluia, alleluia.

I saw water flowing from the right side of the temple, alleluia;
And all they to whom that water came were saved, and shall say, alleluia, alleluia. 

It gives me immense hope and the melody just makes me feel like I'm flooded my the magnanimous Love and Mercy of God. 

(Vidi Aquam)

The other hymn is "Jesus Keep Me Near the Cross". I sang this hymn before one lesson. The lyrics truly touched me.

Jesus keep me near the Cross
There a PRECIOUS FOUNTAIN
FREE TO ALL A HEALING STREAM
FLOWS FROM CALVARY'S MOUNTAIN

Chorus:
In the Cross, in the Cross,
Be my glory ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find
REST BEYOND THE RIVER

Near the Cross, a trembling soul,
LOVE AND MERCY FOUND ME;
There the BRIGHT AND MORNING STAR
SHED ITS BEAMS AROUND ME
(Chorus)

Near the Cross! O Lamb of God,
Bring it scenes before me;
HELP ME WALK FROM DAY TO DAY,
WITH ITS SHADOWS O'ER ME.
(Chorus)

Near the Cross I'LL WATCH AND WAIT
HOPING, TRUSTING EVER,
TILL I REACH MY GOLDEN STRAND
JUST BEYOND THE RIVER
(Chorus)

(Jesus Keep Me Near the Cross)

I guess that's all I have to say. I'll update you all on my progress and things I'd learnt at RCIA classes. 

Please pray for me. Thanks and God bless you! :D


If you're Catholic and wish to read a more enriching blog, you may like to visit http://inhonouroftheeucharist.blogspot.sg. It focuses entirely on the beauty of the Holy Eucharist.