God’s will be done this Holy Week
Last weekend 80 youth and Adults over 28 including three Mum’s and one Dad attended our Lent Retreat Weekend at the beautiful and newly built Benedict XV1 Catholic Retreat Centre at Grose Vale near Richmond.
Sr Margaret as per usual put in her extensive preparation on the Sessions and gave us all plenty to reflect over the Six Sessions over the weekend. These Sessions covered the central theme of God’s will be done focusing on Jesus’ words in the ‘Our Father’, “Your Kingdom come, Your will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven,” our how we are called to say Yes daily Yes to God like Jesus to the Father and like Mary and being ready when suffering and the Cross comes to us to accept it.
I was especially touched by the faith sharing of many of the youth from the discussion groups, there getting on so well, and by one of the Gospel Songs Sr Margaret played during the opening Evening Prayer Session called “While you were sleeping” by Casting Crowns. The message of the Song is very appropriate for all of us now as we draw near to Passion Holy Week and the Resurrection. Here are some of the words to reflect on over your week.
“Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man and stepped into your world today.
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
as a city with no room for its King. While you were sleeping,
While you were sleeping
Oh little town of Jerusalem, looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son, The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him in the world He came to save
Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history as a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping. While you were sleeping.”
The question is will WE be spiritually sleeping in Holy Week when we commemorate the Saviour of the World died for us. Let’s take our Holy Week Program and plan to prayerfully participate so as not to go down in history as a heart with no room for its King.
