Leave it to our Lady to give us a birthday present on her birthday. Namely football. Panthers-Broncos re-match tonight!
Let’s ask ourselves this question. At Holy Mass today we read a lengthy genealogy. From Abraham to Amminadab to Shealtiel to Matthan, with a lot of tongue-twisting ancient Hebrew names in between. What does this long list of obscure names have to do with the meaning of life?
A great deal, in fact. But first, this question: Does life have meaning? What makes us think that life has meaning? Maybe there really is no more to it than the fleeting thrill of seeing Cam Newton rush for a 20-yard carry and possibly avenge the ugly Superbowl, this very night?
No. Football is fun. But meaningful? Not exactly. A new iPhone can be fun, I guess. NASCAR can be fun. But enough to make life worth living? Hardly.
But: What about this? What about the idea that all things have been arranged by a mind infinitely greater and more beautiful than our own, Who has revealed His sublime purpose by becoming a man Himself? What about a woman giving birth to a son, Who is God, the One Who made and Who governs everything, and Who spread out His arms to endure the Roman death penalty, in order to show us that all of this is for love?
All of it, everything–the sun, the moon, the stars, the rivers, the seas, the mountains and hills, time, history, birth: all an act of divine love.
The Virgin Mary perceived; the Virgin Mary said Yes to; the Virgin Mary co-operated in every way with this: We find meaning in life by union with Jesus Christ.
The Blessed Mother’s union with Christ involved her body and her soul. So, by His grace, does ours. Her union with Christ consumed her entirely, and yet brought out her true self like nothing else could. So, by His grace, does ours.
She said Yes to the Incarnation, gave herself entirely to it, lost herself completely in it, and became herself by: giving birth to, nursing, helping, feeding, teaching, learning from, following, and suffering with God.
Yes. We say yes, too. Yes, we believe that Christ is God, and His cross means that life is worth living.