06/03/2018
Mark 14:12-16, 22-26 On the first
day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread, when they sacrificed the Passover lamb,
Jesus’ disciples said to him, "Where do you want us to go and prepare for
you to eat the Passover?" While they were eating, he took bread, said the
blessing, broke it, gave it to them, and said, "Take it; this is my
body." Then he took a cup, gave thanks, and gave it to them, and they all
drank from it. He said to them, "This is my blood of the covenant, which
will be shed for many. Amen, I say to you, I shall not drink again the fruit of
the vine until the day when I drink it new in the kingdom of God." Then,
after singing a hymn, they went out to the Mount of Olives.
Many years ago I read one of the
most bizarre novels written by one of the most brilliant Catholic authors of
the last century, Flannery O’Connor. The name of the novel was Wise Blood. The
real meaning of the story, however, lies hidden, buried beneath layers and
layers of symbolism, and I still don’t understand most of it. The basic plot
revolves around a World War II veteran named Hazel Motes, who returns to his
hometown in Tennessee to find his family homestead abandoned. His war
experiences have embittered him to life and now he’s an avowed atheist. So much
for the theory that “there are no atheists in foxholes”! As a matter of fact,
Hazel begins a street ministry preaching anti-religion, trying to convince
people religion is a sham and there is no God.
Hazel’s path, however, is
continually crisscrossed by people with highly symbolic names that slowly help
him to a spiritual awakening. The first character he meets is Enoch Emory, who
teaches him about the notion of “wise blood,” meaning that Hazel’s own heart,
which pumps his life blood, has a wisdom that doesn’t require religion or God
(he’s talking about his conscience). You might remember Enoch was a patriarch
mentioned in Genesis 5:24 who was taken to heaven before he died. Next a young
fifteen year told girl comes into Hazel’s life named Sabbath Lily, whose name
obviously evokes Sunday (Sabbath) and purity (Lily), and Hazel is irresistibly
drawn to her like to the Blessed Virgin Mary. In a fit of rage, however, Hazel
kills a competing street preacher, and feeling deep remorse and guilt, does
penance by wrapping barbed wire around his body and blinding himself with quicklime.
Finally, Hazel is saved from his anti-religion by a lady named Mrs. Flood, and
dies in her arms, and her name is reminiscent of the ancient flood recorded in
Genesis 9 that washed away sin and disbelief.
What does all this have to do with
the title of the book Wise Blood? I have no idea! But here’s my best guess.
Somehow, blood carries a certain wisdom, which is the knowledge and awareness
of sin and the subsequent need for salvation. Maybe that’s why so many sins we
commit infect the blood. Pope Benedict XVI insisted, “The organ for knowing God
is the heart.” Notice he didn’t say the
organ for knowing God is the mind. The heart, in other words, is the throne of
faith and a Christian heart is pumping the blood of a believer, the wisest of
all blood.
I believe there is a kind of
crimson cord that stretches from the beginning to the end of the Bible and that
is blood. Blood builds a kind of bridge between sin and salvation: blood is
shed in sin but blood is also shed when we are saved, as our three scripture
readings attest. In Exodus 24 Moses sprinkles the people with the blood of
sacrificed bulls, because they had worshipped bulls in Egypt. The bull’s blood
was “wise blood” because it reminded them of their sin. The Letter to the
Hebrews 9 says Jesus entered heaven “not with the blood of goats and calves but
with his own blood.” The “wise blood” of Jesus gives us knowledge of eternal
mysteries hidden in heaven. And at the Last Supper in the gospel of Mark, Jesus
takes a cup of wine and pronounces “This is my Blood of the covenant” and
commanded his apostles to partake of it. Why? So that they would have Jesus’
own “wise blood” so that they, too, would live by faith, true wisdom.
On this Feast of Corpus Christi,
the Body and Blood of Christ, let me suggest how you, too, can have a little
more wise blood in your veins. First of all, try to seek the wisdom of your
parents. After all, their blood flows through your whole body. Learn from them,
listen to them, and laugh with them (don’t laugh at them). Someone sent me this
little joke about not laughing at parents. A man recalled sadly, “My dad died
last year when my family couldn’t remember his blood type in time for
paramedics to save him. As he died, he kept insisting for us to ‘be positive,
be positive,’ but it’s so hard without him.” Parents are not perfect, but they
have the wisdom of hindsight, so try to get an infusion of their wise blood.
Second, seek “wise blood” in the
Scriptures and in the saints. Pay close attention to that crimson cord running
through the Bible, the intimate connection between sin and salvation in the
blood, and realize that someone we, too, must make sacrifices to expiate sin
and receive salvation. The saints, too, especially the martyrs who shed their
blood bear powerful witness to Jesus. They believed that faith was worth any
price, even the price of their own life. That is wise blood.
Thirdly, never miss Sunday Mass,
and the opportunity to receive the Body and Blood of Jesus in Holy Communion. I
know it’s summertime and we want a break from the routine of school and work.
And that is both good and healthy. But don’t take a vacation from your vocation
by skipping Mass. Your heart is the one muscle that never gets to relax,
because if it ever took a vacation – even for a few minutes – from pumping
blood to your body, you’d die. So, pour “wise blood” into your heart by
receiving Communion frequently. Keep your hearts muscle strong because it is
the organ for knowing God.
My friends, do you have any wise
blood? Here’s how you can tell if you do. First, wise blood makes you aware of
how sin and salvation are found in the blood, like Hazel Motes learned. Second,
you’ll frequently seek the wise Blood of Jesus in Holy Communion every Sunday,
or more often. Wise blood is the best blood type that you can possibly have,
even better than “be positive.”
Praised be Jesus Christ!
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