Thought for the week
Surely my God is Feminine …
Without women much of the work in this parish would cease or, at least, wither. Don’t get me wrong: I am not a card-carrying feminist (maybe I should be) but credit where credit is due. While fathers play a crucial role in the life of Rathmines; women are often the pulse-beat of various pastoral efforts.
I refer to their work in preparation for the sacraments, especially for First Communion and Confirmation. The energy and dedication they bring in leading their children to a faith commitment is infectious. The way they travelled to Clonliffe College last January to learn about shepherding children towards Confirmation; the way they, without fuss, endowed meetings with a spirit of openness and honesty makes you think: God is present here.
Again, don’t misunderstand – they are not what one might describe as conventional Catholics (pavilion member, maybe), but they embody a youthful way of thinking, and – I suspect – a readiness to encounter their own souls on the occasion of their child’s First Communion or Confirmation.
Should one be surprised? Not really. After all who was present at the foot of the Cross when Jesus was dying and some of the apostles had legged it? Exactly – women. It baffles me why all that human goodness, all that fidelity and all that loyalty over the years is not reflected in the place accorded to women in the Church. Say no more! I don’t want to find myself out of a job and selling the Big Issue outside Dunnes.
Last word again to Patrick Kavanagh:
of these (generous impulses) that I have know have come from women.
While men the poet’s tragic light resented
The spirit that is woman caressed his soul.