Sometimes we must repeat ourselves — even if our words are not appreciated. It is vital that the Truth be shared, as many times as is necessary. This day is one of those days — a day when I feel compelled to republish (with some slight editing), observations I made nearly a year ago:
Today, in a small upstate New York village, thousands of adoring and appreciative boxing fans will come out to cheer and pay tribute to several boxing legends and the current Miss America, who will process and parade through the village’s streets. The numbers of spectators at this parade will far exceed the total number of individuals who will attend all of the village’s church services this Sunday morning.
Months of preparation and hard work went into this annual event. Many will come several hours before the parade begins in order to stake claim to prime viewing positions. This weekend event attracts national television and media coverage, as well as visitors from all parts of this nation and even from some foreign countries — assembled to publicly honor and pay homage to men and women who made a living by physically pummeling each other. They certainly have the right to do so.
This acclaimed group of human celebrities will parade right past the local Catholic church, where the only Divine Person deserving of much greater public acclamation and worship will remain locked in a tabernacle, ignored, unappreciated, and alone, save for those faithful adorers who keep Him company every hour of every day.
In a few weeks, we Catholics will celebrate the Feast of the Most Holy Body and Blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ. We have been encouraged for centuries to take Him out of the locked tabernacles in our churches on this feast day and to honor and adore the King of King and Lord of Lords, by publicly processing and carrying Him onto and over the streets of our cities, towns, and villages. Few, so very few, parishes have been or will be willing to do so.
I have no objection to those who wish to offer some public acclamation to individuals who have excelled in some sporting endeavor. I am only stating an obvious but forgotten truth — we should not value those who punch each other with their hands more than He Who allowed Himself to be pummeled, crucified, and killed out of love for us.
It is not right, and I suspect that our abandoned, ignored, and waiting Lord feels the same.