Awake O Sleeper! Print
Written by Sherry   
Thursday, 12 March 2009 18:08
Interviews done. The one this morning for WDEO (Ave Maria radio) in Ann Arbor with Teresa Tomeo was especially fun. But the early mornings began to accumulate (cause I get up at 5 am to prepare and make sure that I'm clear-headed). Awake O Sleeper! cries the ancient homily for Holy Saturday.

And, oh my - I would love to be able to attend this most wonderfully Lenten of events at the Dominican School of Philosophy & Theology (Classroom 1) in Berkley on Thursday March 26 from 2 - 3:30 pm. (The site actually says 2 - 3:30 am but not even Fr. Michael Sweeney, the ultimate night owl, is usually up at that hour)

Why did it take the Resurrection to save us?

"Without the bodily Resurrection of Christ, Christianity would not exist, and where this article of faith is diminished – by condescendingly referring, for instance, to Resurrection “experiences” – faith itself slowly dissolves or degenerates into some form of Gnosticism. The antidote to this and the key to rediscovering the world-transforming meaning of the Resurrection is to recognize its Trinitarian backdrop, and for that we will turn to the Holy Saturday theology of Hans Urs von Balthasar."

The Emmaus Road Initiative presentations are made by Gil Bailie, an author, lecturer, and the founder and president of The Cornerstone Forum.

I have had a tremendous devotion to Holy Saturday and the wonderful eastern icons of the "Scouring of Hell" since before I was Catholic.

This image just bowled me over when I first saw it during a tour of a Greek Orthodox Church at a local Greek festival in Seattle.

But then redemption - that is, subjective redemption - the work of Christ's redemption through which the power of sin, death and Satan is really broken in our individual and communal lives, the work in which you and I are privileged to participate in time and space, the purposes for which we have been given charisms and vocations, has always been the spiritual center for me.

I identify with Jairus's daughter, raised from the dead. I identify with the woman who had had an unstoppable hemorrhage for 12 years until she pushed through the crowd, and, miracle of miracles, was able to touch Jesus' clothes. I identify with the sinful woman who washed Jesus' feet with her tears and dried them with her hair. Her sins are forgiven her because she loved much.

"Who touched me?" I'd like to answer "Sherry of the Redemption."

Awake O sleeper, and rise from the dead, and Christ will give you light.