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When
you read this, I’ll be heading back from a pilgrimage in Europe
(see everything online
- I’ve been adding a page-a-day.) I’m actually writing this
from Krakow Poland, as I head for Vienna tomorrow. (The internet is a
wonderful thing -- I can even see Sunday mass from St. Brigid’s
while in Europe, but I digress...) I’ve been carrying two stones
in my pocket during the trip -- one I picked up on the grounds of the
church of the Divine Mercy, the other I picked up at the Auschwitz Concentration
Camp. Having those two stones side by side on this pilgrimage has been
a profound thing for me.
Both places are in Poland -- one
place has drawn hundreds of thousands to pray for God’s Mercy in
their lives; millions were forced to the other place, only to be murdered.
To carry stones of grace and sin together has made me think about our
human condition and the power of Christ in our lives.
I titled this column “Three
Stones,” because I’ve been thinking about the stone at the
tomb of Jesus that his followers found rolled away. It was because this
stone was rolled away that we know we have grace and we know we can overcome
evil. Yet I was disturbed as to how people in this area of Europe who
were surrounded by so many beautiful churches and shrines could turn a
blind eye to the horrors of the holocaust --and indeed participate in
it. Could religion become so hollow, so without power, that it had no
claim on the real lives and behaviors of people?
It makes me think about how we
celebrate Easter in our lives during these 50 days (and beyond). How does
our religion affect our lived faith? How do we carry this faith into our
daily lives at home, at school, at work? Just as I carry these stones
with me, so too we carry Jesus into the lives we live. Those lives aren’t
perfect -- they have their moments of frustration, brokenness, and hurt.
But this is countered by the moments of Christ’s love, forgiveness
and healing.
Now I’m headed home with
more than rocks. My journey here has been blessed not only by dry, warm
sunny weather (sorry, I had to get that in), but with God’s grace.

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