- Holy Saturday Confessions (Saint Brigid’s) 12noon – 1p.m.
- Easter Vigil Mass (Saint Brigid’s) 9 p.m.
- Easter Sunday Saint Brigid’s. 9.30 a.m. and 11.30a.m
- Dromin 10.30 a.m.
- Philipstown 9.30 a.m.
Jesus’ violent death would have been forgotten were it not for the events of Easter Sunday. We are an Easter people; the bottom line of our creed is that we believe in the resurrection of the body and in eternal life. Jesus has passed through the door of death and left it ajar. He has wrestled with death and overcome it and given us the opportunity to do likewise.
Palm Sunday itself may remind us of the glory days of life; the days when we are celebrated and affirmed. It is an echo of the mountain-top days when life is good and when we are recognised and accepted by those who are near and dear to us. Monday and Tuesday can remind us of the ordinariness of much of life; the regular days when life goes on, chore by chore, unaware of and despite the approaching prospects. Spy Wednesday reminds us of the times when we have felt betrayed or let down by family, friends or colleagues or perhaps our own failings in this respect. It is a day for reminding ourselves of the bitter reality of human nature and how close betrayal is to the heart of any relationship or how central sin is to human nature.
Holy Thursday reminds us of the togetherness that we enjoy in life. The Eucharist that Christ shared with his disciples represents the friendship and company that he shared with them and the communion that he wished to share with them and with all of us into the future. The ordinary times when we are with friends and family are often the happiest and most contented days of our lives.
Good Friday represents all that is dark and evil in life. We remember the abandonment of Christ by his friends and disciples; the formal act of betrayal by Judas, the unjust condemnation; the mental anguish of Gethsemane; the horror and brutality of crucifixion Roman-style; the feeling of abandonment even by God the Father and the reality of death outside-the-walls of the city.
Saturday represents, for us, the emptiness of life on occasions; the feelings of futility; the bitter aftertaste of apparent failure; the many bereavements that mar most lives; the waiting that consumes our valuable time-in-the-world. It represents the in-between-times of our lives.
We are and Easter people; the King of Friday’s people, as the Irish language poems put it. The tree of death has been replaced by a tree of life. Calvary has cancelled Eden. The fruit of Christ’s Passion is the sweet taste of eternity. Our journey from Palm Sunday to Easter Sunday is a template of all that is life. The destination of our journey; of our pilgrimage through life is nothing less than Christ’s Easter Gift of victory and Eternal Life.