At the inception of the year 2020, evidence mounted rapidly of a novel and lethal virus spreading throughout the globe. Possibly an inter-species contagion involving bats and humans, its origins likely traced to China. However, as of this writing, there remains much to learn of its murky origins and baffling transmission. Likewise, our grasp of the vital knowledge required for the development of satisfactory treatment and prevention yet evolves.
For those of a certain age, this feast is one steeped in pomp and pageant. Elaborate the choreography. The eucharistic Body of Christ solemnly carried through the local neighborhood announcing the depth of Catholic faith and practice in Holy Eucharist. Alas, we are not yet in a healthy enough environment to enter into the eucharistic assembly for the celebration of Sunday mass. Given the uncertainties surrounding the transmission of this virus bedeviling us all, we must forgo our participation in the communion procession. Forestall our reception of the Body and Blood of Christ. Delay our AMEN of assent and belief.
Due to Covid – 19 and the uncertainty of the five Phase Reopening Plan for Manhattan from the Archdiocese, our celebrations this year will be modest if we are able to have Mass by June 24. Please check our website frequently to get the most up to date information on our ability to return to our full worship schedule.
This is not the piece I set out to pen. That one shelved. Sidelined in light of present reality. 8 minutes, 46 seconds. A knee crushing the neck of a handcuffed black man. Pressed to the ground, restrained by multiple officers. Between life and death? An eternity. 2 minutes and 53 seconds. That same knee still pressed against the neck of a black man who had grown unresponsive. Found to have no pulse. Limp. Between life and death? An eternity.