I walked into Mass this morning and sat down in front of a teenager with her phone out, the texting screen visible. I thought, "Whoa." In our family that teenager would find herself phoneless in a hot second. I thought, "Maybe her mom doesn't know what she's up to." The mom turned back to her daughter a second later and said nothing about the phone. Again I thought, "Whoa." I thought, "Your daughter is texting in church and you're letting it slide?"
I know better than to be a judgmental toad; really I do. I have this inner judgy streak, though, and some days it gives me more trouble than others. I knelt down and prayed for the girl, that God would shower her with grace. "Maybe," I thought to myself, "she's called to religious life! Maybe this situation is supposed to prompt me to pray for her to be open to God's glorious call." So I did, but my inner Judgy McJ was still thinking indignant thoughts.
"Maybe," I thought to myself, "she was texting her frail old grandma who was supposed to meet them here. Maybe she is texting because she is a kind and concerned granddaughter." JMcJ snorted, "She still should have stepped outside."
I glanced across the church and spotted a young mom nursing her baby under a cover. You already know JMcJ had something to say about that, too. Before the first reading the kids were dismissed for children's liturgy of the word, and the choir director played Edelweiss to accompany their walk down the aisle. You guys, I am ashamed to say I made actual scowly faces: why does she play secular music during the liturgy? Why is she playing the whole thing -- bless my homeland forever! -- when the kids have already left the building and the lector is waiting to start the reading?
Once the readings started, the irony that I was wrangling with JMcJ on this particular day was not lost on me. While we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. You have had five husbands, and the man you have now is not your husband. Did Jesus make scowly faces? Did Jesus wag his finger as he told people UR DOIN IT WRONG? Uh, no.
Our pastor gave a lovely homily, encouraging us to learn more about our faith in a specific and manageable way. Part of my brain thought, "Yes, I should totally do that!" Part of my brain was busy sitting on JMcJ. I asked St. Therese to pray for me, remembering her struggles with the nun who clacked her rosary beads. Sadly, I did not notice any immediate results. There was just no let-up, all through Mass. Even at the end-- we sang a hymn where the choir director always makes a particular mistake in the accompaniment. While my mouth sang about God being beyond all praising, my brain thought, "I can't really explain the mistake in a conventional blog post, so maybe I'll make it a video post instead." Because that's exactly how humble people do it -- they plan video posts about other people's errors during Mass.
Sometimes I am reluctant to post about my weak moments and my strong opinions for fear of being judged in the comments. But you know, if you judge me for a post about being how I struggle with being judgy, I will have no choice but to smile at the irony. And maybe if I put it out there -- I just spent an hour of my life in a fetid fug of fault-finding when I could have been learning to be the aroma of Christ -- maybe you can pray for me to do better next time.
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I had just finished writing this post when the phone rang: my BIL is gone. He died a beautiful death, my MIL told me, with my SIL right next to him. I cranked up Mozart's Requiem until the kids complained, and I thought about the times we spent together. Here's the thing that struck me: the only words I remember from him are kind words, encouraging words. I cannot remember a time when he was irritable or snarky or mean -- not even once.
I hope I can leave a legacy like that, free of pettiness and ugliness. Et lux perpetua luceat ei.
Oh Jamie. I'm so, so sorry for your brother in law. And his wife. And his children. The sure and certain hope of the Resurrection is never as much consolation as I expect it to be. Not right away, anyway.
I may go crank up Rutter's requiem right now. Sigh.
Posted by: Jody | March 03, 2013 at 04:44 PM
Oh Jamie, I am so, so sorry for your BIL, your SIL, their girls, and the whole family. I will keep all of you in my prayers.
Know that you are not the only one who fights the urge to be a JmJ in church. Is it a form of spiritual attack? Or just my root sin of pride cropping up at horrible times? No matter - I will pray for you on this one, too, and for all of us who wrestle with this particular demon.
Posted by: Sarah in Ottawa | March 03, 2013 at 05:26 PM
Oh, Jamie. So very sorry. May he rest in peace. May his wife and children always know the love and light of God, and be comforted by Him.
Posted by: Ellie | March 03, 2013 at 05:56 PM
Praying for his repose, Jamie, and for your sister in law and the whole family.
Posted by: MelanieB | March 03, 2013 at 06:33 PM
You make me laugh...and then you punch me in the gut. I'm so sorry for your loss, and your family's.
Posted by: Christine | March 03, 2013 at 06:54 PM
Dear Jamie, I was praying for you BIL & SIL and your whole family all weekend long. This is so sad!!! How many days elapsed between the diagnosis & him dying? My heart goes out to his wife and daughters and family. I'll keep praying.
Posted by: L | March 03, 2013 at 08:05 PM
I will pray for you and your family. I'm sorry.
It doesn't seem appropriate to comment on this after hearing about your loss, but I just want you to know that you are not alone in struggling with judgemental thoughts during mass. I have the same struggle.
Posted by: Jamie | March 03, 2013 at 08:22 PM
May his memory be eternal!
Posted by: Calee | March 03, 2013 at 08:35 PM
Dearest Jamie, I am so sorry. May he rest in peace, and may God's grace and peace be with your family.
Posted by: Tracy | March 03, 2013 at 08:41 PM
Here are lyrics to the tune you may like better during Mass. I think they are also appropriate for your other circumstance. I am so very sorry for your and your family's loss.
May the Lord, Mighty God
Bless and keep you forever
Grant you peace, perfect peace
courage in every endeavor
Lift your eyes and see His face,
and His grace forever
May the Lord, Mighty God
bless and keep you forever
Posted by: Angela | March 04, 2013 at 09:18 AM
Jamie,
Thinking of you and your family. I will pray for you all. Remember Dumbledore telling Harry that to the well-ordered mind, death is but the next great adventure? May God comfort you all in your sorrow.
Marcie
Posted by: Marcie | March 04, 2013 at 09:39 PM