Holy Week Presence, Touch, and Prayers

Monday Ministerial Musings

By Rev. Mark William Ennis

2024 Blog #14

April 1, 2024

Holy Week Presence, Touch, and Prayers

Holy Week is always busy for those of us in ministry. There are more services to conduct and many more preparations to make. The final stretch of the week goes from Thursday through Sunday. For those who have Vigil services on the day before the day of Jesus’ Resurrection, there are services four days in a row. Holding services on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday can make one tired.

This year my Holy Week was just a bit busier. Two congregants are ill and need frequent visits. One was taken to the local hospital after experiencing severe back pains. He has a weak aorta, and the doctors are looking at surgical options. He looked a bit fearful when he told me that he was a “time bomb.”

I can’t blame him for his fear. He is about my age. The doctors are recommending that the surgery to fix his problem be delayed a few weeks to make the surgical prognosis more likely. Until then, the man waits, and worries. I try to visit and pray with this man as close to daily as I can.

Another man that I am visiting almost daily is suffering a long and slow decline. Several weeks ago, nurses told the man’s wife that his time was short. For me, the decline appears to be slower than the fears that his wife is having. Yet, it comforts both that I visit almost daily. He sleeps through most of my visits and is rarely articulate when he is awake.

His weakness precludes any real conversation but when he is awake, his eyes indicate that he recognized me. He always extends his hand toward me and smiles when I take it. At times he tries to speak and usually it is inarticulate babble. At other times he does not attempt to speak but simply looks at me, smiles, and clutches my hand.

Holding his hand, I talk to him about Jesus, life, death, and meeting Jesus, face to face when his time to leave this earth comes. His smile is constant, at times tears begin to form in his eyes and, at times, he squeezes my hand.

I wish that I had been given the gift of healing so that I could cure these two gentlemen. I can only be a presence of comfort to them. I can only offer my touch, my prayers, my comfort, and my prayers. I hope that this is sufficient.

Yes, we just finished Holy Week and for me it was busier than most Holy Weeks, but I can’t think of anything that I would rather do than hold hands, while bringing presence, comfort, and prayers. Too often, Christ’s faithful leave such work to ministers. I suggest that all Christians do this Holy work. How much more kingdom work could we do if we all made each week, Holy, with our presence, our touch, our comfort, and our prayers.

Holy Week or Hell Week?

Monday Ministerial Musings

By Rev. Mark William Ennis

2024 Blog #13

March 25, 2024

Holy Week or Hell Week?

Yesterday, Palm Sunday, we began the sacred week that we Christians call “Holy Week.” Among ministers, it has long been a joke that “Holy Week” is really “Hell Week.” This old joke comes from the fact that this week is the busiest week of the year for clergy. There are more services of worship during this week than there are any other week of the year. When I was young and foolish, I laughed at this joke and even told it. Now, as I get older, wiser, and more experienced in ministry, I don’t find it to be very funny.

I now think that telling such a joke really diminishes what this week was like for our Savior, Jesus the Christ. For him, it truly was, “Hell Week.”  It boggles my mind, and leaves my soul disturbed, when I think of what he endured during that week, and he did it for every sinful person on earth.

He entered Jerusalem knowing that powerful religious leaders were plotting against him. These leaders, who worked at preserving their own power more than they worked at honoring God, had reached their fill of people following Jesus even as he called those leaders out for oppressing poor, faithful people. Would you or I walk into a city that was plotting against us or would we discretely go somewhere else?

On Thursday of Jesus’ Hell Week, after having a celebrative Passover dinner, he was betrayed by one of his disciples. Have you ever been betrayed by someone that you trusted? What do you think he felt? He had a gentle spirit so I imagine that being betrayed felt worse to him than it would have felt to most people.

It was on Friday, that we call “Good Friday” that Jesus endured torture with a cat-o-nine tails. This was carried out by soldiers of the Roman Empire, but it was engineered by the same temple officials who were out to get him. Few of us understand what real torture feels like, and I am grateful for that. I really don’t want to know such a feeling. I am amazed that he endured this when, having divine nature, he could have stopped it at any time by performing a miracle. That is the ultimate in self-control.

The final torture that he suffered was crucifixion, literally, getting fixed to a cross and hanging there until he died from asphyxiation. This must have felt like Hell to him, and he did it voluntarily. Finally, after he died, he was placed in a tomb owned by a wealthy follower, Joseph of Arimathea.

For Jesus, what we know as “Holy Week” was “Hell Week.” I do hope that we show him a little gratitude for his enduring this for our sakes. Amid our busy lives, let us show gratitude by thanking him. We do this by doing what he told us to do. How about we start now.

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God, our hearts are broken

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Monday Ministerial Musings

By Rev. Mark William Ennis

2024 Blog #12

March 18, 2024

God, our hearts are broken.

Hearts are broken in the nearby town of Dumont and in our town of Bergenfield. A fifty-four-year-old woman, Elizabeth Feliciano-Rosa, was struck by a truck and killed at a busy intersection in the nearby town of Dumont, which boarders our town of Bergenfield. All of this happened on Thursday evening during rush hour. The driver did not stop after striking her.

The next day, a ninety-four-year-old man from our town of Bergenfield was arrested for the hit and run accident. I have read no details about the circumstances of the accident or why the woman was hit. All that I have heard is that a young woman is dead, and a man has been arrested in connection with hitting her.

Another thing I know is that hearts are broken all over our area. Elizabeth was a popular grammar schoolteacher for twenty years in the local town of Englewood. Her children, now adults, grew up in Dumont and went to school in that town.  Everyone who knew her children, or knew Elizabeth is heart broken by this tragic death.

And so, we all ask the question, “why did God allow this to happen” but we will get no answer.

 We ask the question, “why to those who do so much good get taken from us too soon?” but we will get no answer.

Tragedies happen and we get no answers to the question, “why.” It would be comforting if we would get rational explanations to such events. If only such horrible events would have “meaning” to them, perhaps it would sooth the grief that so many are feeling now.

In our fallen world we will experience tragedies and get no explanations. We will experience grief. How do we deal with grief when it comes and find comfort?  Some find solace in companionship. Others find it in exercise or physical exertion. People of faith pray and know that God walks with us during our sadness.

I don’t know Elizabeth, but I pray for her family and all those people that her life touched. I don’t know the man who the police say hit her, but I pray for him as well. Elizabeth died too soon but she blessed many lives. The world was a better place because she was part of it.

There are many people who bless us every day. We don’t know how long they will be with us. Let us celebrate each day that these people are with us and let us imitate those people and bless all those whose lives interact with ours.

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My New Blog: Celtic Hispanics

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Monday Ministerial Musings

By Rev. Mark William Ennis

2024 Blog #11

March 11, 2024

Celtic Hispanics

Every year our town, Bergenfield, NJ hosts the county-wide St. Patrick’s Parade. Marching bands from all over our region converge to participate in this parade. Dance studios bring out those who have trained to be Irish Dancers. Of course, the police, firefighters, and ambulance corps always have prominent places for this event. Naturally, politicians, especially during election years, always wish to take center places up front so that they can be seen and identified with minimal effort by the parade audience.

Not for profit groups also march. There are always a variety of civic groups, boy and girl scouts, as well as little league teams. The parade, despite its Celtic roots, represents a broad mosaic of our community. Our congregation has marched every year, with very few exceptions. I can’t remember any other congregation marching in the parade. It has always seemed to be missed opportunities for congregations to let the town know that we are here.

This year, we are marching with a bit of a twist, our Hispanic New Church plant is joining our congregation. Nueva Vida en Cristo, is a new church plant that our congregation sponsors and which has begun to put down good, strong, roots. Our parade representation is now a hi-bred of traditional White Christians as well as Christian who are recent immigrants from Latin-America.

It might seem ironic that Hispanics are now marching in a traditionally Irish parade, but I wonder how many participants still have real Irish heritage. I have Irish roots, but I would bet that most parade marchers don’t. One of the joys of living in a diverse United States is that we all can celebrate the various ethnicities of one another.

And so it was that yesterday we traditional white people celebrated being Irish with Central and South Americans under the banner of being Irish. We let our town and our county know that there is a God in Bergenfield, and that God is worshipped by many different people from many different cultures, in many different languages.

God be praised!

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