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Live the Faith
The Exaltation of the Holy Cross
by H. Lyman Stebbins
God has asked us for our hearts and
we, as members of CUF, have offered them to Him. Let us beg
Him not to allow us to draw back but rather, by His grace,
to give us an increase of faith and love.
In this month we celebrate the Exaltation of the Holy Cross.
That should be for all of us the beginning, the content, and
the end of the whole year.
What is the Cross? What does it signify for us and for mankind?
Let us breathe in these words from the Greek liturgy for Good
Friday:
Today, He who poised the earth upon the waters is poised
upon the Cross. He that is King of angels is wreathed with
a crown of thorns. . . . The Spouse of the Church is pierced
with nails. The son of the Virgin is wounded with a spear.
. . .
Mary, the Mother, saw her Lamb dragged to the slaughter
and, in the company with the other women, followed Him,
saying: “Whither goest thou, my Son? Wherefore this
hurried step? Is it to a second marriage feast at Cana that
thou thus hastenest, there to turn water into wine? Must
I come with thee, my son? . . . O Word of the Father! speak
one word to me. Pass me not by in silence. I thou, my Child
and my God.” . . .
For our sake, O Jesus, thou didst permit thy whole sacred
Body to be ignominiously tortured: thy head with thorns;
thy face with spittle; thy cheeks with blows; thy mouth
with vinegar and gall; thine ears with impious blasphemies;
thy back with scourges; thy hand with a reed; thy whole
body with the Cross; thy hands and feet with nails; thy
side with a spear. O almighty Savior who didst suffer for
us and by thy sufferings didst make us free! O thou who,
out of love for man, didst humble thyself with us, that
thus thou mightest exalt us! Have mercy on us!
. . . Fear and trembling fell upon thy creatures, O Lord,
when thou didst ascend thy Cross. Yet wouldst thou not permit
the earth to swallow up them that crucified thee; nay, thou
gavest leave to death to set its captives free. Thou camest
into the world, O Judge of the living and the dead that
thou mightest bring, not death, but life. Glory be to thee,
O Lover of mankind!
Cardinal Newman, our great patron, gazes upon the same sight
with a wounded heart:
Our Lord’s death—how sudden it was! One day
brought into the city in triumph; the next day plotted against,
betrayed, and seized. God from all eternity . . . bliss,
peace, calmness, glory, beauty, perfection from all eternity.
. . .
Now look at that one only God. . . . He is still one, sole,
and alone. He was one in heaven; He is one in the garden,
one on the tree. He trod the winepress alone. .
. . But though one and alone, how different! He who was
glorious is to become a leper; He who was so peaceful has
lost His rest. . . .
Let us gather round and look at Him whom God has punished,
[whom we have ignominiously stapled to the wood of the Cross]
as we fix noxious birds up. (from Sermon Notes)
The Imitation of Christ also addresses a word to
us of CUF:
Jesus today has many who love His heavenly kingdom, but
few who carry His cross. . . . Plenty of people He finds
to share His banquet, few to share His fast. Everyone desires
to take part in His rejoicing, but few are willing to suffer
anything for His sake. There are many that follow Jesus
as far as the breaking of bread, few as far as drinking
the cup of suffering . . . many that love Jesus as long
as nothing runs counter to them; many that praise and bless
Him, as long as they receive some comfort from Him; but
should Jesus hide from them and leave them for a while,
they fall to complaining or become deeply distressed. (Book
2, Chapter 11)
Those who profess to be followers of Christ fall into two
categories, according to Thomas à Kempis. In which
of the two do we truly find ourselves? Christ has
emptied Himself for our sakes; in His limitless love for us—traitors
all—He gave up the daily companionship of His Blessed
Mother, He gave up the years of His life, He gave up His human
will, He gave up His every creature comfort—having even
no place to lay His head; He gave up life itself, allowing
Himself to be drained to the very last drop of His Most Precious
Blood, in His thirst for souls, in His longing to rescue each
of us from the pit that, in our fallen nature, we dig ourselves
into ever deeper. Having given Himself totally to us for our
sakes, he begs us to give ourselves to Him, also for our sakes.
Oh, what a difference it would make throughout the world
if only we few in CUF would listen more deeply and more lovingly;
give ourselves more generously. Listen again to our Newman:
It is the death of the Eternal Word of God made flesh which
is our great lesson how to think and how to speak of this
world. His Cross has put its due value upon every thing
which we see, upon all fortunes, all advantages, all ranks,
all dignities, all pleasures; upon the lust of the flesh,
and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life. It has
set a price upon the excitements, the rivalries, the hopes,
the fears, the desires, the efforts, the triumphs of mortal
man. . . . It has taught us how to live, how to use this
world, what to expect, what to desire, what to hope. It
is the tone into which all strains of this world’s
music are ultimately to be resolved.
With the Cross as the measure, then, how do we of CUF measure
up?
Adapted from the September 1982 issue of Lay Witness.
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From Our Founder
How different the holy Church would be this very day if, years ago, we had
been filled with a spirit of humility and compunction, of patience and ready
obedience, with the spirit of the Publican, who stood afar off, not
venturing to raise his eyes to heaven, but only saying, “Lord, be merciful
to me, a sinner” (Lk. 18:13). Or if, like St. Paul, we had begun by saying,
from the bottom of our hearts, “Lord, what would you have me do?” Or if,
like St. Catherine of Siena, we had been able to cry: “Thanks be to Thee,
Eternal Father! . . . I was sick and you gave me . . . a medicine against a
secret infirmity that I knew not of, in this precept that in no way can I
judge any rational creature, and particularly Thy servants, upon whom oft
times I, as one blind and sick with this infirmity, passed judgment under
the pretext of Thy honor and the salvation of souls.”
H. Lyman Stebbins
March 1987
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