Powder, Powder, Pretty Baby
In the old black and white picture, a cute little baby girl is sitting on the floor in front of an open cabinet door. She is wearing only a diaper and is covered in white powder, as are the inside of the cupboard and the floor around her. Her face, hair, and entire body are covered with the powder as she innocently smiles and says, “Powder, powder, Pretty Baby.”
The image comes to mind this week as we reflect on the early experience of the apostles after the Resurrection. The apostles all ran away or denied Jesus during his arrest and trial. Only John stood by the cross with Jesus’ mother and the other women. Yet on the first night after he rose, he came to them, appearing inside a locked room. His first words to them were, “Peace be with you.” He didn’t scold them. He didn’t stand silently waiting for an apology. He didn’t even laugh at them. He simply offered them a greeting, “Peace.” All that had happened, all they had messed up, all the disgrace they felt, all was forgiven. “Powder” all over the floor, but no condemnation, no punishment.
To their amazement, Jesus didn’t stop with forgiving all of them. He breathed forth the Spirit on them, giving them the same power to forgive.
This ability to forgive after having been forgiven is worth thinking about in more detail.
When hard things have happened, when we have made mistakes in judgement, done things that are just plain wrong or hurtful, or been unwilling to do the right thing in difficult situations, we carry a burden within ourselves. Sometimes we describe it as a heavy heart. People of other cultures might describe it differently, but it’s there and it gets in the way of being open and joyfully allowing love and mercy to flow out into our relationships with other people and the world around us.
What Jesus did for the Apostles was to remove that burden of a guilty heart, replacing it with a heart that is gifted now to forgive others. Where there was a blocked channel, there is now an open stream or gully through which mercy and healing can flow.
Thomas wasn’t there the first night. When he heard what had happened, it just made no sense at all to him. They must all be delusional! Not going to believe that nonsense about Jesus having risen and appeared to the others unless he sees it himself. They’re just overwrought!
What a surprise for him the next Sunday evening, when Jesus again showed up in the locked room with them. Downright embarrassing! Jesus knew what Thomas had said, so he called him to touch his wounds – hands and side – then told him to believe what he had been told. Thomas responded with a fervent prayer of faith – “My Lord and my God.”
We are also included in this scene. As we remember the encounter with Thomas and the other disciples, we are brought into the room with them. Jesus declares that though we have not physically seen his wounded, risen body, we are blessed because we too believe. We too have been forgiven. (Jn 20:19-31)
After the Pentecost experience, the Apostles told everyone they met about what they had seen and experienced of God’s coming in Jesus and his resurrection. They went to the Temple and spoke of Jesus there. Wondrous healings and other signs accompanied their witness. They didn’t even have to touch people to heal them. Simply passing by them on the streets, their shadows falling on people waiting by the side of the road, brought healing. (Acts 5:12-16)
When we open our hearts to receive forgiveness and healing, the power of love and healing we receive can continue to flow out into our world too. Jesus has come for all peoples at all times. His love flows through us, as we allow it to do so. If we refuse, he doesn’t blast his way through. He waits until we are willing to be healed and open the channel again. But make no mistake, he is waiting right there beside us, hoping we’ll open to allow his love to flow forth.
This Easter week we have experienced the loss of our dear Pope Francis. He has returned to the Father, a faithful servant who made mistakes in his life, learned from them, and received forgiveness. He lived and learned, coming to see the Lord’s presence among the poorest of the poor. He spoke and acted on behalf of children, immigrants, the elderly, prisoners, the frightened, and the sick. He challenged us to care for the Earth in ever more concrete ways, protecting this common home of ours as we grow in numbers and use of resources. He opened doors to leadership to those denied such opportunities for centuries. Women and lay people from around the world were given the opportunity to serve in ministry and offer their reflections on how the Spirit is calling all of us to move forward into this third millennium of Christianity. His influence will long remain in our Church and world community.
In the days and weeks to come, we will discover who will be the next Bishop of Rome and heir to the Chair of Peter, leader of the Roman Catholic community. We pray for the Lord’s guidance as our cardinals meet and make the choice, remembering that ultimately, it is Jesus who is in our midst, calling us to remember that he is the firstborn of the dead, alive now forever in triumph over death and all barriers to love. (Rev 1:9-11a, 12-13, 17-19)
That little girl, covered in powder, was picked up and loved by her mother. Her mother, grandmother and school-aged aunts and uncles laughed as they helped clean things up. The powder was washed off her. The floor was swept. The cupboard was cleaned out. And the powder found a safer place, higher up in the cabinet!
In the family picture album, the picture is proudly, fondly displayed, with the inscription in Mom’s handwriting: “Powder, Powder, Pretty Baby.” I don’t consciously remember the event, but as I grew up, I was always reassured when I saw that picture that no matter what I did, that Pretty Baby was loved and forgiven. Mercy and love were free to flow out into the world.
As we move through this next week, may we remember to be open channels for Divine mercy and love to flow into our world. There is so much anger, fear, and distrust flowing just now. The Lord needs each of us to open our hearts and let His love flow into the world too. It’s more powerful than anger or hatred. But it doesn’t force its way. It flows only when we are willing to be open and let it through.
Readings for the Second Sunday of Easter, Sunday of Divine Mercy – Cycle C
