Today took us to several significant sites in the life of Our Lord and His chief Apostle and His Blessed Mother.
We started Mass at the church built near the spot where the Lord came ’round the bend and saw Jerusalem laid out before Him. He wept over the city, because He knew what was going to happen to it when the Romans came. It is hard to imagine the carnage. If I am not mistaken, by the time the Romans were done, some million people were dead, and even lying unburied about the city.
We used the Mass formulary for Ash Wednesday rather than the Mass propers for the Church “Dominus Flevit”, but I did double up the orations. I was torn about which to use, but Ash Wednesday…. pretty forceful. I thought the Post Communion of the other, however, was striking.
O God, who takest no delight in our destruction, grant the hardness of our hearts to be softened by these Holy Mysteries, that we may wash away the stains of our past sins with tears of repentance, and strive to redeem lost time with holy charity that burns ever more fervently.
In the Church at the Garden of Gethsemene. Designed by the same architect who built the Church of the Transfiguration.
And back at the same church from across the valley.
We went to the Western Wall.
The Church of the Dormition. Mary, in one way of telling the story, returned here with John and then did not make the trip all the way back to Asia Minor. In any event the tradition behind her dying on the Holy Mountain of Zion is strong.