Palm Sunday
Let’s talk about repentance; let’s talk
about art. When a child first begins to do art, he or she might scribble
some lines on a sheet of paper and run to Mom or Dad to show off the little
“masterpiece” Mom and Dad usually praise the child’s efforts. But the work
of mature artists is usually a much more painstaking affair. An
artist—whether as a painter, a sculptor, a potter, whatever—will begin and
then from time to time lean back or step back to get a clearer view of the
work. The artist judges whether the work looks like what he or she had
envisioned. If not, the artist might make some changes: a little more
shadow here, or a little more reflection there; a little more of a rounded
edge here, or a little less bulk there. In that sense, repentance is truly
a work of art.
We were made as an image of God, but
God did not complete the work. As Adam roamed Paradise God said, “It is not
good for man to be alone.” We all have something missing in us, some
unfinished part of ourselves. Depending on how we complete the project we
will be satisfied or dissatisfied, happy or depressed. Some try to make up
for what is missing with alcohol, drugs, and promiscuity; but these
additions do not produce a work we can be proud of. Confession is removing
from the canvass of our souls that which does not help complete the divine
of the divine in us. When we try to fill up the hole with God and goodness,
we finish what God had begun in a marvelous way. The purification and
adornment of our souls with virtue creates a masterpiece: just what God
intended.
We hear the word penance or repentance
and we think of giving up beer for Lent, or sweets, or cigarettes. But the
real meaning of the word repentance in Greek, metanoia, is “a change
of mind.” Even the English word repentance comes from “re,” meaning to do
something over, like repeat, or reassigned; and then “pensive,” deep
thinking; in other words, to think something over again, to review.
So a good and effective Confession is a
sacrament that requires a great amount of maturity and insight. We will
baptize an infant, confirm it and even give it Holy Communion; but we do not
hear the confessions of toddlers. To confect baptism we need water; to
confect the Eucharist we need bread and wine. To confect Confession we need
the self-assessment of an individual who is—like an artist—standing back
from himself or herself and taking stock of the progress of the work.
Sometimes Confession fails to make a rich impact on us because we examine
ourselves with the standards we learned as a child, when we were seven or
nine years old, the scribblings of our far more immature self. We need to
be more adult in our self-examination.
Think of the dignity with which God has
vested us: that we, who are made in God’s image, are commissioned to
complete that image ourselves. God trusts that we can do that if we listen
to his Word and apply it to our lives, if we take stock of ourselves and
make any necessary adjustments. And consider this: in the end, when we
appear before God, will he not throw his arms around us because he sees the
very image on His Son in us?