Two in One Flesh
By Genevieve S. Kineke
Copyright © 2006
Recently
I had the privilege of speaking with a Polish priest who
has lived in the United States for decades. Besides his duties
at a very busy Marian shrine on the East Coast, he visits
a nearby nursing home on a regular basis, bringing the sacraments
to the faithful who persevere in the sunset years of their
lives.
Love Among the Ruins
He spoke of them with great affection, especially the elderly
women who suffer the inevitable deterioration as the years
pass. I asked if these women mention the difficulty of facing
their physical infirmities and loss of the outward beauty
they may have had. He looked at me astonished.
“You know, every one of those women has in her room
a picture of herself on her wedding day. I don’t think
they see that much of a change. That’s still how they
see themselves.”
It very well may be true. Who are we really? Although the
shell may be transformed by age, the same person is growing
within, absorbing the wisdom of the years. What husband or
wife in a long-standing marriage doesn’t see in his
spouse the fresh-faced youth with whom he embarked on that
incomparable journey so long ago? It is easy to overlook
the changing façade when you know that beneath it
all is that beautiful soul who attracted you long ago, even
as you hardly knew all the possibilities. The experiences
over the years only added depth to the romantic hopes that
were part of the initial foundation.
Seeing the Spotless Reality
With our understanding of the nuptial meaning of the priesthood,
we must include priests in this reflection on how a man views
his spouse. In his youthful zeal, a young man may see the
beauty of the Church and imagine heroic ways of loving and
serving her, only to realize that on the morning after his
ordination, he is the same man with the same qualities and
defects as before, only he — like the newlyweds — now
embarks on a life with new sacramental graces. Just as each
marriage has a unique charism, his priesthood and the flock
he serves will have its own dynamic and there will be good
times and bad, rich moments and struggles, and varying degrees
of health. God’s will be done.
Interestingly, the image of the bride is similar to that
of the women in the nursing home. No matter what human form
the particular church takes, the reality is that of a spotless
bride full of supernatural potential. However the priest
and his people grow in love or fail to give of themselves,
the graces are always there for new life and healing. Setting
apart the infallibility of Holy Mother Church herself, the
local or particular churches are subject to the defects of
their members and the mis-steps of any couple. The eschatological
reality of marriage will never be diminished by those who,
in living it, fall short, and so it is with the Church as
perfect Bride and with Christ, her devoted Lover, Who gave
His life for her.
All of this came to mind as the Holy Father visited Lourdes
this month in honor of the 150th anniversary of the dogma
of the Immaculate Conception. John Paul II, aged and frail,
made his way to the shrine with his prayer intentions like
any pilgrim. Whereas most visit Lourdes with a request for
healing, he was no different, though it was clear that he
didn’t ask for supernatural help with his own infirmities.
The only reference to his suffering was one of solidarity
with the many to whom discomfort is a constant companion.
He reminded them of its value as he said, “With you
I share a time marked by physical suffering, yet not for
that reason any less fruitful in God's wondrous plan.”
His intentions were presented to the Virgin in his moments
of silent prayer in front of the grotto. True to his vocation
as spouse and father, he carried the needs of his family
to this hallowed spot where Mary gently — in her given
name — reminded the world of the gift God gave His
people in her. John Paul II prayed for his Bride, the Church,
and for the needs of his spiritual children scattered everywhere
around the globe.
Turning to Mary
Mary — the Immaculata — is inextricably linked
with the image of bride, being the first fruit of the Church
and its most perfect image. Conceived without sin, assumed
to heaven because of her perfect humility, Mary shows all
of mankind what could have been had we not turned our backs
on our Creator. Spouse of the Holy Spirit, she knows motherhood
physically and spiritually in all its perfection and stands
waiting to hear the prayers of her children. She invited
pilgrims to Lourdes by her “stopping in” years
ago, pulling back the veil of heaven with her miraculous
spring and her conversation with little Bernadette. “Forbid
not the children from coming to me, for of such is the Kingdom
of God.”
The aged Father now visits Lourdes with his intentions — that
Mary would appeal to God to shower more graces in this challenging
age, so that the pope’s visible Bride, the mother of
his children, would rally and counter her own infirmities
and setbacks. He knows his children’s struggles and
confusion and, with his diminished strength, reminds them
where to go for all their needs. In fact, throughout his
papacy, he has never relied on his own strength or cleverness,
but only been faithful to the task placed before him. Now,
more than ever, uniting his suffering to that of Christ,
he reminds his flock to turn to Mary.
To Mary he brought his heartfelt wish: “I shall always
carry in my heart the gratitude and the pleas of the entire
Church, if not of the entire world, whose peace and salvation
cannot come but from God.” The youthful zeal is no
less ardent, though the years have shown him how sin besets
love when God is absent. His love for the Bride is deeper
than on his ordination day, since the years they have weathered
in spousal union have allowed him to express it with every
fiber of his being. Though illusions may have faded over
the years, he still sees the Church as that Woman clothed
in the sun — radiant, spotless, and humble. In this
way it calls to mind the women in white, who look down from
the nursing home walls, those brides who held such promise
and gave all they were capable of giving. The pope’s
Bride has been that and so much more. Among all women, she
is blessed, and he wants his children to know that. What
husband wouldn’t?
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