We’re sighing and heading off to sleep with the haunting music of the MAC’s vivid, personal, multi-media presentation of the Way of the Cross playing in our heads. At one point, after some of the composers had performed very beautiful sung prayers, and some of the heart-wrenching testimonies had been read (parents of deceased children, relating it to Mary’s suffering at the Cross), I just lost it. I was missing my family, and suddenly the grief from my father’s passing in January hit me very deeply. But something about the context of experiencing my grief during the presentation made it a tender experience, and not an agonizing one. It was good to share it with my dad.
I thank Michael Ruzicki, the Way of the Cross’s musical director, for his thoughtful work on this. I’m so glad I was able to experience it.
And to my friend Gracie, I am happy to announce: They closed the evening with a rousing rendition of Lift High the Cross!!! (My dear friend Gracie, my daughter, and I love this hymn.)
Off to pray my Rosary and turn in for the night. We’ve got more breakouts in the morning, and then we’ll head over to the Basilica for a little visit before we drive back to New York.
I’ll check in tomorrow and let you know how the final day of the MAC is going. Many thanks to Therese Brown for this opportunity to participate as a media rep. It’s been wonderful!