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Hearing a New Commandment

Mandatum Thursday

Two Children

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Two Children

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Holy Thursday

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Maundy Thursday

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Good Thursday

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Nice Thursday for the church

If we leave off

The arrest in the garden,

Which sounds ingenuous

But the day

Liturgically

Is named for the supper only

And what happened there:

What was said,

Mainly

The command

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And did they know

By the way

That supper was the

Last?

And looking back

Would the disciples

Want

To have called it

That?

Or did we need a name

And gave it

That one?

(names come after things,

I guess

for history

and liturgy

and calendars)

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Here’s how it used to go:

We’d have a dinner

At the church

Downstairs

Then go upstairs

(from the social hall)

To the sanctuary above

And we’d have church,

Which is to say

A service

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And there would be Communion

And we’d conclude the service

There

And it was nice

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Sorry, it was nice

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Jesus and his friends

For that what’s Maundy’s

All about,

A lazy term

For the Latin mandatum

Meaning command

For Jesus gave them orders

All the followers

That they should love

One another

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That a few ages later

We should love each other

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Good Friday

(good?)

Will

(for a fact)

Be awful,

And in between

The supper and the arrest

Admittedly

Is his time in the garden

Where disciples will betray him,

First two

And then the third

Follower

Who left the supper early

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While Christ on his own

More than he wished

Asked of the cup

Not filled with wine from the meal

But of the bitterness

Of mortal destiny

Should pass by

As a deadly metaphor

For will

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And then acceptance

And it’s really rather beautiful

As it is tragic

And then horrible

With an arrest

And all the dreadful

Words and acts

To follow

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So we should keep the garden

Time

Somewhere in between

The meal

And arrest,

Maybe a kind of vigil thing

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For the church meal before

And then Communion,

Well,

Was wonderful,

First roast beef

(typically and, yes, like the toe)

And then upstairs

Where we hardly ever

Had church for all of us

At night,

Waiting now

In fact

‘Til Christmas Eve—naturally,

A good association

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And here’s Good Thursday,

Maundy Thursday when

We are told

By the child of God

To love each other

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Though I’m thinking now

There are too many things

Too many good and bad things

To come together

Making sense

Out of a calendar

And faith

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And yet

Bethlehem’s

Christmas child

And the child that is placed

Among them

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And something about

Leadership

And children

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And then

All children

Must and should grow up,

After all

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So there

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CLC

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Matthew 18:2-4, Isaiah 11:6

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Photo by David Weber on Unsplash

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Passion Thursday

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Passion Thursday

(Maundy Thursday)

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I am poor

I would love to be invited

To supper with Jesus

Because I’m hungry

And sometimes I am afraid

For food

I’m sorry

I want to hear the story

But all I can hear

Is on the inside, now

Maybe afterward

Or during

It’s rotten evangelism,

I guess,

On my part

Wanting the real food, first

Yes, there is a question

Of what’s real,

I’m certain

But feed with food, please,

First

Then I shall listen

To anything

Especially the truth

Sorry for the truth in

A yowling stomach,

In an actual meal

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2

Who knows where they were

Or how many

What they ate,

If it was a meal of tradition

Or what was at hand

The way a meal is sometimes,

Checking our cupboards

And the refrigerator

Looking at the oven

Being hopeful

(hopeful people

hopeful oven)

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Was Mary there?

Were any of the Marys there?

Not to serve but to take part

In equal parts

With the rest?

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And why did Jesus call it new?

A new commandment

That was ancient,

Love one another

Exodus and Deuteronomy

Along with whose house

Shall we serve

And how

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What might be new

To me

Was to call them friends

Upgrade from disciples

Friends

A loving term

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Maybe the love of God

Between people and God

Was renewed

There was a person saying

You can know this God this way

You don’t have to wait

For the appointed time

The proper time

Is now

Kairos

Along with chronos

Love God anytime

As if at table with you

All of you

Any of you

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C L Couch

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Photo by Hennie Stander on Unsplash

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In Antioch

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In Antioch

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I walked by the campus

A few times

While visiting

In Yellow Springs

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I didn’t belong there

Though I wish I could:

A progressive place,

Sometimes angry

Famously

But with tradition

And understanding

Of good doctrine

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I’d like the hope

Of being there

In this week my sect

Calls holy

On a dark day

‘Cause the sun has gone away

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In Antioch,

They were first called Christians

Rather than followers

Of the Way

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The Way might have been

Better,

Less restrictive,

More inviting

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Not a club but a direction,

Not a t-shirt

But sandals and a walking stick

For all the deserts

Whose borders

We might come upon

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C L Couch

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Actions of the Apostles 11:26 (Christian New Testament)

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Antioch College, Yellow Springs, Ohio (USA)

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By Bernard Gagnon – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=12045971

Ancient Roman road located in Syria which connected Antioch and Chalcis.

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Vigiling

Vigiling

 

I remember Maundy Thursday

As a loving day

Maybe we knew Good Friday’s coming

It’s a homely name, Maundy

I like it

I liked the quiet, burnished time in church

When had communion after dinner

In my home-like church

 

That was long ago, and there have been

Hard days since

Even then there were some challenges

I rose and fell

And tried to rise again

Isn’t this the life we have?

 

Maundy means mandatum

(sorry, teacher talks)

That is command

Because Christ gives to followers

Not a suggestion

A good idea in the feedback box

But a directive

Love one another

And I call you friends

 

Not bad for a Thursday

Looking toward an empty Saturday

Knowing that hope

And hopelessness must be comingled

For a time

 

The warmth on one day

The cold of a void the next

There might be triumph

Most would take

Small victory for more days of good life

And peaceful living

 

And why not

We follow as we will

Into the garden

Up the hill

To split places in the world

Underneath, as if to die

Hoping to awake

In a quiet place again

 

Leaving something like

A hibernation

Toward a meal with family

And our forever friends

 

Anathema

Catharsis

If we must have both

Well, that frightens me

Maybe you are more stalwart

I’d respect that, I’m sure

 

But for those of us

Even a little part part-rabbit

We treasure stillness

But the moving kind

That assures us there is day

To follow night

And a life in the light that’s good

 

It will happen

It might be hard at first

Maybe we fight, maybe we endure

But three days follow Thursday

Then we’ll know

We’ll know again

And for the first time

 

C L Couch

 

 

Sergio de Castro, detail of Jonah window for the Collegiate of Romont (Switzerland).

(image) Dominique Souse – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=38701105

 

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