Well, on the whole it was just about as
quiet a week in Madonna House as ever happens here. A number of departures on
the guest front meant that we were just about as low as we ever get in terms of
the number of people staying with us—about fifteen right now. If everyone on
the guest list shows up when they’re supposed to, however, this will change and
we will be a full house again by Easter.
The week itself was really quiet and
uneventful. In MH terms, this means we all just kept on with our regular work without
having too much to say about it. For myself (if I dare speak personally) this
meant a mixture of appointments with spiritual directees, constant attending to
e-mails, and in between those two priorities working on whatever writing
project I am currently engaged in. At this point, it is not a book, but a week-long
course on liturgy I will be teaching in a few weeks out in Bruno, Saskatchewan.
It’s one of those deals where I talk all day, every day, from Monday to Friday,
so has involved quite a bit of prep work. Quiet, in other words, does not mean
inactive!
The quietness of the week ended over this
weekend, mind you. This is the weekend before Lent, and so we have our little
(very little) MH version of Mardi Gras that breaks out around now. As it happens,
a local Catholic college produced their annual play, which this year was The Sound of Music, and quite a number
of us went to that and enjoyed it greatly. Saturday was our own Pre-Lent Event,
an evening of song and skits and general silliness that is always highly
anticipated in the community.
The hype around this evening is such that
I have taken to sardonically referring to Lent as the liturgical season that
follows the Pre-Lent Event. It is great fun, mind you, and the creativity and
humor in evidence is always amazing. After a delicious supper of home made
pizza (which is a huge treat here), we all trundled down the road to St.
Mary’s, one of our larger buildings, where there is an auditorium big enough
for all of us.
The skits were high quality this year. We
had a ‘Ferri Tale’ featuring a certain MH priest of very tall stature and
imposing presence playing Little Red Riding Hood (I didn’t know we had so much
red fabric on hand), while one of our elderly pioneer women of small stature
and normally gentle demeanor was the Big Bad Wolf. The farmers were all men in
black so as to be a ‘Cash crop’, singing about life at St. Benedict’s Acres to
the tune of Folsom Prison Blues (although the farm manager stressed that the
farm is not a prison).
The gift shop busted out their proposed
TV ad promoting the upcoming 50th anniversary of this particular
apostolate (the goods are all donated or made here; the proceeds all go to the
missions of the developing world). To the tune of ‘On the Boardwalk’ they
promoted all the cool things you can get ‘At the Gift Shop (gift shop!).
The kitchen staff, all young women,
changed their names to Nutmeg, Sage, Rosemary, and Ginger, and sang about how
they really, really wanted (did you know, did you know what they really, really
wanted?) the kitchen to be under Our Lady’s care, so that the work could get
done safely. It was all very spicy and girly—I’m not sure what the reference
was, mind you.
In between acts the MCs for the evening
entertained us with was truly the lamest series of magic tricks and dance
interludes ever seen on the human stage (Watch him tie knots in a rope! Watch
her dance around a sword!), which their dead pan delivery and earnestness
transformed into high comedy.
Anyhow, it wasn’t all broad comedy and
silly sight gags. We have some very good musicians here right now, and so there was
some fine performances there, too. A good time was had by all.
As I mentioned last week, MH does tend to
be a fairly serious community—our life is great here, really, with much joy and
goodness, but it is indeed a life of hard work and unstinting effort to live
the Gospel. So it is always a great thing when we bust out a bit and just have
a good silly time together.
Meanwhile, Lent is upon us—we celebrate
the Byzantine liturgy today which is Cheesefare Sunday, the Sunday immediately
before the Lenten fast begins. Next week I will talk about Lent in MH.
Meanwhile, be assured of our prayers for you all as we begin the great
pilgrimage of the Church towards Easter and our entry into the joy and glory of
the mystery of redemption found in that feast.
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