For a couple of weeks our gates have been a bit low on Sunday mornings. I went
through the list of the congregation and discovered that I knew why almost all
the absentees were away, but that itself shows how our active membership has
shrunk as a result of the pandemic, and even more so our penumbra of occasional
attenders. I regularly go through little bouts of wondering whether I am doing
any good, or doing any good here: the congregation would say Yes, but if
it was the case, wouldn’t we be achieving more? What am I missing? What’s the
key to changing things?
Curiously it was the state of the world more generally that made me think about
it differently this time. I find it hard to think of the work of a parish
priest in terms of rescuing souls from hell; though that might ultimately be
the effect, I am too uncertain about the exact conditions of salvation in any case
to be very definite about that. Instead we will need the virtues of charity, courage
and faithfulness in the challenges the human race faces, and those are rooted,
finally, in the victory of God. It’s sometimes hard to see the connection
between what happens in a small parish church and such grand considerations,
but every prayer is a weapon in the Lord’s armoury.
And in the end, like every Christian I should be focused on God and not on
myself and my own concerns. Of course I have a task entrusted to me, on one
level, and have to carry it out to the best of my ability, but are my hopes for
my church not about God, and not even about the welfare of souls, but really
about my own sense of self-respect – of stopping up the hole in the dyke of my
own anxieties and insecurities? Nothing will ever be achieved that way. Only
joy works, not fear.
At Malling Abbey every recitation of the Holy Office begins with a little
chant from Psalm 34: one of the sisters sings ‘I will bless the Lord at all
times’. She sings it on her own behalf, that though this is corporate worship,
the worship of the community she belongs to and of the whole Catholic Church,
it is, first and foremost, hers, in which she invites others to join. So should
my worship be, full of the joy of the Lord’s presence, and if there are others
there to join, many or few, all the better.
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