Holy Thursday
March 28, 2024

This evening’s readings:

https://bible.usccb.org/bible/readings/032824-Supper.cfm

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He loved his own in the world and he loved them to the end.
The devil had already induced Judas, son of Simon the Iscariot, to hand him over.
So, during supper,
fully aware that the Father had put everything into his power
and that he had come from God and was returning to God,
he rose from supper and took off his outer garments.
He took a towel and tied it around his waist.
Then he poured water into a basin
and began to wash the disciples’ feet
and dry them with the towel around his waist.

John 13: 1-4

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Be there. Feel the astonished silence in the room as Jesus kneels before each of his disciples to wash their feet. Enter their hearts as they begin to realize he is giving them one of the final gifts of his amazing love. Imagine Jesus’ own heart as he washes the feet of each dear friend, knowing the time has come to be parted from them.

Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:

We let Jesus lean over us and pour the cleansing water of his love over us. We listen to the water, to his hands, to the silence – to hear the call to imitate his humble love in our lives.

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Poetry: Morning of Fog – Jessica Powers (Sr. Miriam of the Holy Spirit, OCD)

Between this city of death with its gray face 
and the city of life where my thoughts stir wild and free 
a day stands. It is a road I trace 
too eagerly. For morning can give me nothing but a dull 
cold sense of having died. The towers lift 
like dreams. Down through the streets the beautiful 
gray fogs of sorrow drift. This is a city of phantoms. I am lost 
in a place where nothing that beats with life should roam. 
Only a spirit chilled into a ghost 
could call these streets its home. 
I shall go exiled to the fall of night, 
until I can return 
to the city I love where the streets are washed with light 
and the windows burn.

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Music: Wash Me, Lord – Harvest

I thought I was so clever
Thought I was so wise
Surely You could never see
Inside this darkness
I thought that I had fooled You
Now I see I was the fool
Thinking that I could hide this darkness
In my heart

So wash me, Lord
In Your presence
Wash me, make me clean
There’s a stain in my heart
That only You can see
Wash me, make me clean

I brought You sacrifices
My silver and my gold
In my selfishness
I tried to buy Your pleasure
But Your holiness requires
The offering You desire
Is that I bring to You
A brokеn, humble heart

So break mе, Lord
In Your presence
Break me, set me free
There’s a stain in my heart
That only You can see

So wash me, Lord
In Your presence
Wash me, make me clean
There’s a stain in my heart
That only You can see
Wash me, make me clean