Monotony, what a horror, right? Especially the Monotonous Boring Mass!
We’ve all heard the same lines, whether it’s every week or every day, it’s the same thing, over and over.
“This is My Body…This is my Blood…Do this in memory of Me…”
It’s the same thing day in and day out…but then so is the sunrise, and the sunset for that matter. They’re the same thing day after day. Look at that, we even get a day after day! And while the sunrise and the sunset happen day after day, are they really the same thing each and every day?
It might be true that the sun rises regularly because he never gets tired of rising. His routine might be due, not to a lifelessness, but to a rush of life. The thing I mean can be seen, for instance, in children, when they find some game or joke that they specially enjoy. A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, ‘Do it again’; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. — G.K. Chesterton
So then the problem is not repetition, it is not Monotony, it is US!
This quote by G. K. Chesterton begs Jesus’ saying in Matthew 18:3, “Amen I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.”
We must be like Children, filled with the Wonder, the Awe, the Security, the Thrill of each and every single day.
As Br. Nicholas Sheehy states, “At each Mass, we encounter the real Jesus who was born, suffered and died because of his love for us. We can reflect on these mysteries and be grateful for his giving us hope through the resurrection. We can do this because it is the same, real Jesus who is re-presented as what looks like bread in the priest’s hands.”
We must find the beauty the Mystery in the Monotony, the Repetition of the Sacrifice of the Mass.
Each and every single day, Jesus DIES FOR US! Each and every single day we have the Opportunity to take Him into us, LITERALLY!
Imagine, just for a second, what if God ever got tired of making the sun rise, or of the renewal of Spring, or of US?!?! Imagine?
At every consecration, Jesus speaks to us: “I love you so much that I become man, suffer and die for you. Don’t worry; my death is not the end of the story. My resurrection from the dead is the promise of your eternal life.” He repeats this message every day, in every Mass. Are we able to open our ears and hear him? When we attend Mass, do we remember the gifts that God has given us? Just like the small child overjoyed with the same old trick, we have to ask God in prayer, “Do it again.” If we are bored at Mass, we have to move past the monotony to the miracle. We have to “get a life.” Jesus Christ is the Way, the Truth and the Life, and we “get him” at Mass” (Get a Life… at Mass, Br. Nicholas Sheehy).
Archbishop Thomas Collins is quoted that the closest we ever get to death is when we take communion. He means, using an Irish term, it is a “Thin Place” where the link between us and the Divine is thinner somehow.