So I was all prepared to take the bus home from work today. As we have company – Nana, Laurie, Jack, and Millie are visiting, remember? – I thought it would just be easier if I took the bus home.
But Younger Brother texted me that he was going to pick me up at 3:00.
So when I got out to his car after work, I asked him, “Why the change of plans?”
We were going to the 4:00 movie showing of “The Croods.”
Believe it or not, it was the first Nicolas Cage movie I’ve ever seen on the big screen, ever! (I don’t get out much, never really have, so.)
And it was wonderful! To quote Eep, “You really need to see this!” It was a beautiful, wonderful story, and it was just….oh, go see it if you can!
Happy I was, happy I am, and happy I is! So much!
Might have more later.
For now, though, I do have an actual post in mind. And here it comes:
Today is a very important Thursday in the Catholic liturgical year.
On this Thursday, however many years and years ago, Jesus and his apostles held the Last Supper. It was the night before Jesus was arrested, tried, and eventually crucified.
But I’ve been wondering something in recent years.
Why the heck is everyone calling it Maundy Thursday nowadays?!?
I had to look up the word ‘maundy.’ According to Dictionary.com, ‘maundy’ is a noun, and is a ceremony of washing the feet of the poor; it is especially used to describe the event of Jesus washing the feet of his apostles at the Last Supper.
Yeah, okay, I guess I can see why they call it Maundy Thursday then.
But there’s more to this Thursday than just feet washing!
This was the Last Supper, where Jesus told his apostles, “This is my body you eat, this is my blood you drink….remember me when you do so.” It’s the basis of Holy Communion for Catholics all over the world. So, you know, why not call it ‘Mealy Thursday,’ on account of there is a meal involved?
Peter denied Jesus. Judas betrayed Jesus. Also important. Why not call it ‘Mutinous Thursday’?
Upon the remaining apostles falling asleep, Jesus went off to pray on his own in the Garden of Gethsemane. He prayed for the cup to pass from him, that God his Father would spare him the horrible torment and death that awaited him come morning light. So why not call it ‘Mournful Thursday,’ because that’s all pretty sad?
You see my point?
There was so much more to this particular Thursday than just the washing of the feet.
Calling it Maundy Thursday makes no sense to me.
Besides, the very word ‘maundy’ makes me think of a very similar sounding word starting with ‘j’ – ‘jaundice.’ Sorry about that, because now you’ll probably think that, too, but it’s true, I do think of that word. Which isn’t the best word in the first place.
So I will always refer to this Thursday as Holy Thursday, as I was brought up to. Because it is a most holy of days, for all those reasons.
Holy Thursday. Good Friday. Holy Saturday (a/k/a Easter Vigil). Easter Sunday. That’s the quad of holy days for this time of year.
There you go. Your religion lesson for the year.
I won’t do it again, I promise.
Gotta go before I’m missed. More later!