One
of the wonderful things that happened during the Holy Week was the presence of so
many people desiring to come for confessions. In the Archdiocesan Shrine of Our
Lady of Lourdes, the long queuing began since Holy Tuesday evening, the whole
day of Holy Wednesday until Good Friday. Penitents kept coming non-stop until
midnight. Although it is not something unusual since there is daily confession
in this Shrine from 4:30 – 7:00 pm, yet the Holy Week drew an added attraction for
people to make their Lenten Obligation.
I
was in the confessional during these days perhaps between 10-12 hours listening
to people from all walks of life. The experience was really tiring and
exhausting. So much negative energies were transferred on me; so many sad stories
of failures; so many spiritual garbage were dumped. At the end of the day I
felt “drunk” of so much catharsis heaped on me. I became like a shock absorber
of remorseful hearts.
But
the amazing thing was, I witnessed so much miracle and change that happened in
silence. When I gazed upon queuing penitents waiting for their turn, I saw
“dead people” walking. They looked melancholic but hopeful. Some came
frightened and even disturbed. Some have lost contact of this sacrament for 10
years or more. All of them entered into their tomb in sincerity and surrender.
They came out brand new. They have experienced resurrection! Peace and
forgiveness are powerful forces only God can give.
One
of the apostles of the confessional is St. John Vianney, patron of parish
priests. It is said that he was listening in confession daily for 16-18 hours. When
he started as the Cure of Ars, that out of the way forsaken parish in France he
was sent, he was not immediately that zealous in sitting for confessions for
hours. It was an act of grace that brought him to this realization.
While
praying before the Blessed Sacrament, God gave him the grace to see himself as
he really was. For the very first time he saw how pitiable and miserable he was
that brought him to tears. He was filled with such horror and abhorrence for
sin that grieved him deeply. For him, it
was God’s inspiration not to shame him but in order that he may trust in his
mercy. He realized that he could give so much service to people who come to
confession offering them a privilege to experience God’s strength and
consolation. It is God’s divine mercy and unlimited compassion that one
experiences at the confessional.
When
John Paul II canonized St. Faustina Kowalska on 30 April 2000, he surprised the
entire world by also establishing on that same day Divine Mercy Sunday. This
feast falls on the Second Sunday of the Easter Season. In his writings, he
described Divine Mercy as the answer to the world’s problems and the uplifting
message people need to hear for the third millennium. This was also the reason
he canonized this mystic nun associated with the message in Rome not in Poland
to emphasize that Divine Mercy is for the whole world.
The
gospel tells us that the first act the risen Jesus did was to announce to his
disciples his gift of peace. It was now evening of the first Easter Sunday. The
doors were locked and the disciples were huddled together in the Upper Room out
of fear. Suddenly, Jesus stood in their midst proclaiming: “Peace be with you!”
It was such a surprisingly pleasant reunion. They were amazed to see him alive
still with fresh wounds on his hands and on his side. His presence also filled
them with fear and shame.
But
instead of haunting them with their boastings and betrayals, he graced them with
peace and joy! He breathed on them the Holy Spirit making them brand new
persons with a future and with a mission. They have seen a magnanimous,
forgiving risen Messiah with a noble heart oozing with Divine Mercy. With this
experience they were never the same. Indeed the fruit of mercy is peace.
The
message of the Divine Mercy shows us that God’s love is greater than our sins.
His mercy is greater than our fears. The experience of God’s love brings peace
the world does not know. Such peace comes from a conviction that only God can
fill up our lives.
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