The Monthly Note
May 2007
Our only hope
by Fr. Jacques Lauzier, OP
I search for a city so small
That boredom could not inhabit it
I search for a house so small
That sorrow could not hide in it
I search for a room so small
That fear cannot penetrate it
I search for gaze so blue
That I may drown my sadness
I search a smile so sweet
That I may inhabit it
I travel from town to town
I knock at every door
People tell me to go somewhere else
Will I be better there?
Hope
«Why do you seek among the dead?» Hope, is Jesus. The Risen. We firmly believe that, in our modern world as well as in all times, salvation through Jesus, I Word, His Gospel, are the only things that count and that can save our world from certain destruction. Let’s look around us. Humans are slowly but surely destroying the planet and all its inhabitants. A few examples are the violence, divorces, and wars. Wouldn’t we say that it all stems from the fact that we are more and more tempted to put God aside.
But, God is still present and attempts, through the Risen Jesus and His Word, to communicate with us. He has already done enough by sending Jesus in this world to give us salvation and hope. Furthermore, He has raised Him from the dead to conquer all our deaths: despair, selfishness, our purely human calculations, debasing our neighbours. Even if we cannot see the Risen Lord, His words will not pass; they will return to Him only after they have done what they were meant to do. But we have to want to listen to them, only listen.
A heartrending testimony: I returned home with my head full of dreams. I was reading the newspaper. A title: « On crutches on the Mont-Blanc» a handicapped person’s climb to the Alps’ highest peak. I thought that you had to be really crazy to attempt such a climb with crutches. At the time, what I read did not concern me. I was young and able. The only thing we had in common, this man and I, was the love for the mountain. I remembered this man one day.
Along with the Risen Jesus, no mountain will be impossible to climb, even on crutches! From the top of the mountain, He calls and helps me in my climb. Christ has Risen, Christ is alive.
We should never say that hope is dead. Hope never dies.
Gabrielle Roy, (The road to Altamont)