Meeting the Holy
Lent; Sunday 3 – 12th March 2023
[John 4:5-42]
That Samaritan woman had good reason to be astonished. At midday she had gone out as usual to the well, to fill her water jar. The other village women came out in early morning or at sunset, but she avoided them, because they would not speak to her. It was the divorces – which had not been her choice – and the other men. But that’s another story.
It seemed like an ordinary day, but then this Jewish traveller came up to the well. He was hot and tired, and asked her for a drink. She had never spoken to a Jewish man before, but this one was friendly and started a conversation. He soon showed that he knew about her husbands. She saw that he was some kind of prophet, and when he told her that he was the long-awaited Messiah, she could believe him. She dropped her jar and hurried back back into the village, calling out her news to everyone.
That Samaritan woman had not just learned a theological truth. She had met someone who accepted her, as she was, with all her shame, and showed her that God accepted her, as she was. To know that she was loved, truly, set her gloriously free.
Does our Catholic church today always do what Jesus did for that woman? Sadly, it doesn’t. A priest who died recently in Sydney had asked that Deirdre Browne’s hymn Come as you are be played at his funeral. However the presiding archbishop refused to allow it to be sung. Why not? Some Catholics have expressed doubts about its “orthodoxy”. Could they and the archbishop have been troubled by the lines:
Come as you are, that’s how I love you…
Or perhaps:
Nothing can change the love that I bear you…
Each time you fail to live by my promise
Why do you think I’d love you the less?
Do those who would censor this hymn think that if we have sinned, as we often do, God does not love us until we have confessed to a priest? This would be serious confusion about the God that Jesus has shown us. How could Infinite Love ever cease to love what it has made?
We need to think deeply before we presume to censor what others are saying, whether in ordinary speech or in poetry. Thomas Bowdler’s sister, in the 19th century, removed from her edition of Shakespeare all the words that could not be spoken aloud in a family setting. Perhaps this could be justified by the desire to “protect children”, but the same argument can hardly be used today to justify publishing bowdlerised editions of Roald Dahl and even Enid Blyton. Don’t children need to hear and learn about real life, so as to prepare to live in it?
In 2020 the USA Catholic bishops published a list of hymns that should not be used in liturgy. Astonishingly, their list included the much-loved God Beyond All Names, The Lord of the Dance, St Francis’ Canticle of the Sun, All Are Welcome, City of God and Table of Plenty. How can bishops presume to dictate to other mature followers of Christ, many of whom have more artistic talent than the bishops, what words we may use to thank and praise The Holy One? Their invasion of others’ natural rights showed similar arrogance to that small group of men who in 2011 imposed on every member of our church a Mass translation in second-rate English.
How many Plenary Councils must pass, before we can question the right claimed by a few to force us into this kind of crippling uniformity, by using the totalitarian structures that have been allowed to develop in our church-institution?
How far this has taken us from Jesus’ promise to that Samaritan woman that we need to worship God “in spirit and in truth”?
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