Since I have last written to you all, so many things have happened. During one of the busiest academic times of the year, the computer that I have had since my junior year of high school finally failed on me. It was giving all the typical signs of old age, but I simply did not want to believe them. After buckling under the weight of my enormous hard drive, filled with pictures, essays, endless notes, and thousands of songs on iTunes, the mouse finally stopped moving. It was as if the computer couldn’t think fast enough to keep up with all the years of typing and hours in class. And of course, my Toshiba gave up during this particular time of the year, when all the term papers begin to pile up just before Easter. At first, I thought to myself, “Wow, just my luck. My computer dies when I need it most.” Now, I know that God does not give us anything we can’t handle, and in the grand scheme of things, this was a small issue. When I went to work that night, one of the other students who works in the admissions office immediately offered me an old spare computer that she happened to have. Upon hearing this generous offer, I was ashamed to see how small my faith had been and how quickly my peace of mind had been shaken. I was quickly reminded of how the Lord always provides for us, keeping watch over even our most trivial needs.
For Tuesday of Holy Week, the theatre program at Franciscan had bought tickets for students to attend a production of Beauty and the Beast on Broadway in Pittsburgh. My friend Mary had mentioned the opportunity to see this production for an extremely cheap price; so her, our friend Erin, and I all bought tickets. It would be an understatement to say that the Broadway rendition of Beauty and the Beast was phenomenal. It was an exquisite performance, and I felt privileged to be there as a student, knowing that I had paid a fraction of the price that almost everyone else there had paid. The voices of the actors were near indistinguishable from those in the actual movie. The music was overwhelming, coupled with stunning dance numbers on stage. To say the least, the message of the production was nothing short of inspirational. As I approached the Paschal Mystery, I was reminded of the profundity of true love, sacrifice, new life, and beauty.
I celebrated the Easter Triduum with my fiancé and his family in New York. So I cannot give you the perspective of a student who stayed on campus, but from what I hear, the services and Masses were simply beautiful. Celebrating the Resurrection of our Lord is the central element of our faith. Without His Resurrected Body, we would not have the Eucharist, which is our source and summit. For us Catholics, we are able to receive Christ’s Resurrected Body not only on Easter but on every Sunday. It is at this fountain of life that we are rejuvenated and inspired to go out into the world, bringing His love to others. How privileged are we to receive Him. I pray that your Easter was blessed.
Until next time,