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Coda to the Apocalypse

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As vital as it is to our basic sanity to honor our senses’ report regarding the centrality of our Earth – both in our daily experience and as concerns our ultimate salvation – it is a necessity of modern sophistication to also acknowledge the one trillion galaxies beyond our own, and the vastness of God’s creation beyond the context which points, quite surprisingly but meaningfully, to us. Indeed, every time we fancy we’ve got our minds wrapped around God’s wisdom, we would do well to loosen the grip, or else await the next painful reality check from the world beyond.

If all that is a synchronic reminder, we can already suspect there will be a diachronic reminder as well. As so there is. Augustine taught us to forego speculation on “what God was doing before creating the world” (see Confessions, bk. XI), since time was created along with the cosmos, and thus there could be no temporal “before” where there was no time. But even if we get the point, our reason may again grow too self-congratulatory. No temporal anteriority, yes – but no “before” at all?

Was nothing else – perhaps non-temporal but still eventful – “going  on” in God anterior to the creation of our universe? If God is infinite and eternal, we have no right to say this, and if our already humiliated reason is still working at all, we have every reason to deny it. But again, this does not remove the meaning from “In the beginning…”, or diminish the drama of our history, any more than studying astronomy need turn a geocentric context into fiction. Holding on to both perspectives will be more necessary than ever as Christian belief moves more deeply into the surreally changing world of the 21st century.

And there is more (as with God there always is): “See I make all things new!” we read at the end of the Bible’s last book. Here too we should keep our imagination in check lest we think we have got this one in cognitive control. As God reigns over abundant reality “spatially” beyond our cozy Earth, and possesses a full and active life “before” our world began, we can be sure there is much to look forward to “after” the last trumpet has sounded.

If God is Newness by Nature, and resolves to make “all things” new, we can expect that the final outcome of the New Testament may be a full immersion of our human and cosmic reality in a permanent surprise: an unending and unspeakably beatifying renewal of our nature in refreshing and ever expansive transcendence, hopeful and non-repetitive mornings of days we never dreamed of, and fulfilments and consummations that will never end, having come full circle and encompassed their very beginnings.


On Binary Boors

C.S. Lewis once commented that a language was losing its heart when more and more adjectives became mere synonyms for “good” and “bad.” It is tiresomely well documented in digital culture in the famous like/dislike option, where nuance is a nuisance.


Utter the word “progressive,” and watch a subtle sneer spread across the face of the conservative. It also works the other way around, of course, although in that case one might also notice a slight flaring of the nostrils. Since I teach Medieval Philosophy, I have to spend the first class flushing the ears of my students from the knee-jerk words “bad, horrible, retrograde, backwards, etc.,” and teach them instead to hear a benign adjective that simply refers to a period of time. What Lewis feared so long ago is everywhere in contemporary discourse. Sloganeering often displaces conversation, and fine-tuned indignation the habit of simple listening.

Evolution is not easy to observe, but devolution is on daily display. It’s easy to watch our humanity in retreat. Zoologists will tell us that the cognitive and affective reactions in non-human animals tend to reduce themselves to “favorable” and “unfavorable,” or “pleasant” and “dangerous.” Watch a dog that doesn’t know you as it slowly checks you out to see which of the two classes you inhabit.

What distinguishes human beings is the wide palette of distinctions we bring to any experience. We can see good in bad people, and (a somewhat easier exercise) bad in good people. We can distinguish between cognitive differences (true, probable, false, doubtful, implausible, etc.), moral differences (good, bad, neutral, virtuous, sinful, admirable, etc.) and “productive” differences (well-done, poorly-done, skillful, clumsy, etc.). Our world abounds in shades and ambiguities, and not just clarities and convictions. We all bristle when watching courtroom dramas on television and see a witness attempting to illustrate an equivocation or point out an obscurity, and hear the lawyer bark back: “Just answer yes or no!”

Even Christian conservatives who love to demonize “communism” could stand to pause and reflect on the fact that their faith tradition has produced perhaps the only viable communist societies on earth: we call them monasteries. Likewise, despisers of “capitalism” might examine their conscience as to whether they should use any of the capitalist economy’s technical gimmicks, like the internet, to propagate their critiques.



Angels and the City

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According to Scripture, our first explicit encounter with the angels was after the expulsion from Paradise. We faced the Cherubim with their burning swords standing at its gate. We were no longer welcome. Between us and Paradise these august spirits flourished the “word of God … living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and spirit, of joints and marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.” (Hb. 4,12) This should give us pause to reflect upon Paradise and the angels, and our relationship to both.

The Garden of Eden was planted by God “in the east.” (Gn. 2,8) It was to be the place for man to “grow and multiply, and fill the earth, and subdue it.” (1,28) The symbolic “east” suggests that we were created close to our origin, God–theologically put, in the state of grace. Through the ensuing trial of our love, God planned to accept us into the fullness of his glory that we might “dwell with him.” But this abode would have to be freely chosen by submitting to God’s will regarding the mysterious Tree of Knowledge. It would not be forced upon us. We know only too well the outcome of this trial, but let us consider the Garden for a moment. We were driven from it, but–and this is the good part–the rest of sacred history is, to a large extent, the account of how God has managed to reconfigure our relationship to him, and to this his dwelling-place.

The river of grace that flowed “out of Eden to water the Garden” (Gn. 2,10) divided into four rivers. (It bears reminding that here, early in Genesis–as will also be the case late in the New Testament, in the Apocalypse–that we are in the presence of events and realities so primordial, or in the Apocalypse, so eschatological, that only symbolic and “mythical” language can venture near them. But unlike most myths and symbols of the pagan world, what are referenced here are concrete times and places, and truths as solid as those of history. They are just too distant and unfamiliar to be described in literal terms.)

Thus, God’s first home for us was to be a Garden bounded by four symbolic rivers. We still live by preference in four-sided houses and rooms; we still speak of the four directions, the four elements, the four moral virtues, the four temperaments, and so on. God’s grace had originally constituted us in a state of perfect order and harmony, symbolized by this Garden of four rivers, supernaturally surrounding and sustaining our natural, quaternal structure.

After having proven our love and obedience by following the divine ordinance regarding the Tree of Knowledge, we would eventually have been admitted to the inner sanctuary of his glory. We would have joined the highest angels in a life of praise inconceivable to our minds today. But that plan was frustrated, and by the willful interference of our own disobedience. We foolishly chose to “understand” evil by doing it. But doing evil brings darkness, not light. Only a saint can understand sin. As Fulton Sheen once said, there is only one thing on earth you don’t learn more about through experience, and that is sin.

The infinite God, however, is not easily frustrated. After our fall from grace, he immediately opened the stores of a divine “reserve plan.” Thus began the much longer, but to all appearances, much more glorious design of our Redemption and Sanctification. The promise regarding Mary has already been mentioned. We shall now pick up the story where it foreshadows the rebuilding of a created sanctuary where God’s majesty can once again dwell. This would be our only hope to finally get past those sharp, Cherubic swords. The sanctuary will evolve through history in stages of progressive blueprints, from the Ark of Noah to the Ark of the Covenant, from the Tabernacle in the desert to the Temple in the city, from what will come to be known as the Church, and then on to its consummate configuration in the New Jerusalem.

When we fell, and the Cherubim stood suddenly and sternly at the gates of our lost home, that home itself seemed to withdraw into the sky. Some mystics claimed to have sighted it on a high mountain. Dante put it in the Southern Hemisphere, still imagined as a highland of sun and treasure to the medieval mind. It may be more theologically coherent if we simply picture it as withdrawing into the choirs of the angels, out of reach of all our towers of Babel. (Gn. 11) The Earth is too fragile for glory quite yet. After all, we were left “to till the ground from which we were taken” (Gn. 3,23), that is, the state of material nature, and a wounded nature at that.

High in the choirs of angels, the former Garden of Paradise is being refashioned, so to speak, into the future Holy City, the New Jerusalem. One day it will descend upon the earth as the final dwelling place of God with his creation. Much of the language used is of course figurative. The “descent” of the City may simply refer to the progressive sanctification and transformation of the world as we know it. Cosmic annihilation does not figure in God’s plans. The cosmos will be changed, but certainly not destroyed.

“For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God; for the creation was subjected to futility, not of its own will but by the will of him who subjected it in hope; because the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and obtain the glorious liberty of the children of God. We know that the whole creation has been groaning with labor pains together until now.” (Rm. 8, 19-22)

We read about that final consummation at the very end of the last book of the Bible: “Behold, I make all things new.” (Apoc. 21, 5); and “Behold, the dwelling of God is with men.” (23,3) That celestial metropolis, full of angelic occupants, is glimpsed at times by the prophets of the Old Covenant under other figures, such as the “Chariot of God.” (cf. Ezekiel 1) But long before it begins its symbolic descent, “coming down out of heaven from God” (Apoc. 21,2), we, in the meantime, are being primed for our new habitat. By following instructions on building small dwellings on earth–as if in miniature imitation of that celestial abode–we begin to relearn what it means to dwell with God.

With the building of Noah’s ark (Gn. 6), a dimly perceived historical fact rises before our eyes, still nestled in the symbolic ambience of the first eleven chapters of Genesis. Here is the first post-paradisiacal dwelling place for God’s children. But it is still, like the primordial chaos (Gn. 1,1-2), “moving over the face of the waters.” Only with Abraham (Gn. 12ff.) does the promise of solid land give assurance that the divine dwelling will indeed gain new foothold in creation.

Later on, God will say to Moses: “Make me a sanctuary, that I may dwell in your midst.” (Ex. 25,8) And on Mount Sinai, Moses is shown the archetypal dwelling in heaven that is to be the model for the tabernacle on earth. “And you shall erect the tabernacle according to the plan for it which has been shown you on the mountain.” (26,30) Accordingly, instead of the four rivers, we have the four sides of the tabernacle; later with Solomon, the four-sided Temple of Sion will become the great Old Testament mock-up of God’s future dwelling among men. The whole of the Old Testament Covenant revolves around this divine architecture and the exercize of the cult God ordains to be performed within it.

Through its infidelity to the Law and its whoring after false gods, the Chosen People will largely be unable to recognize Christ as Emmanuel, God-with-us. They will collaborate in destroying him and his body as thoroughly as the Roman Emperor was to destroy the actual Temple of Jerusalem in the year 70. But before Our Lord entered the Passion and submitted to this death, he had taken his Apostles into the four-walled room of the Cenacle and instituted the Sacrifice of the New Covenant in his Blood. That first Christian assembly became the model for all the churches to come, and the true successor of the Temple of Jerusalem.

Here, through the Eucharist, God was to be present in an altogether new way. By now entering the temple of the human body–with its four humors, four temperaments, four members and a soul destined to initial perfection in the four moral virtues–the final preparation for God’s definitive dwelling among men was underway. His mysteriously glorified body was to be made even more mysteriously present in the new “showbread” (Ex. 25,30) of the Christian liturgy.

The Church and its greatest treasure, the Holy Eucharist, continues and perfects the work of the Tabernacle in the desert and the Temple in Sion. All these were new terrestrial dwelling places for the God who had been banished from his own creation by sin. But the Holy Eucharist, which is Christ himself, is the definitive building block for his final and Apocalyptical dwelling in the coming new creation.

Cherubim stood with their “flaming swords which turned every way” at the gates of Paradise. Cherubim were also carved at the two sides of the Mercy-Seat in the Temple, there where God spoke to man. (Ex. 25, 18-21) The Mass too begins with the sword of the word, in which God speaks to man in the Liturgy of the Word. But now, buffered, as it were, with the humanity of Christ, we pass unharmed through the sword’s edge of those words into the intimacy of the sanctuary. And in the Preface, we turn with confidence to the angels (“with angels and archangels”)–although, significantly, only lower angels, below the Cherubim, are mentioned–as we proceed to the Consecration.

Likewise, before the Church inherits the full perfection of the New Jerusalem, she too will have to turn to the angels in the mysteries of the Apocalypse. And that means experiencing the fulfilment of Our Lord’s promise that “he will send out the angels, and gather the elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven.” (Mk. 13,26) And as for the purification, he insists that it is the angels who will perform these last works of his Church’s cleansing; it is they who will “gather out of his Kingdom all causes of sin and all evildoers.” (Mt. 13,41)

The entire book of the Apocalypse can be seen as a working out of the Paschal Mystery of Christ’s suffering, death, and resurrection on the global level. In its history, the whole Church will suffer the fury of hell, apparently die, and then, suddenly, rise from the dead just as dramatically as did Jesus on Easter Morning. But this time it is his whole Mystical Body that rises:

“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband; and I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, ‘Behold, the dwelling of God is with men’. . . And he who sat upon the throne said, ‘Behold, I make all things new.’” (Apoc. 21, 1-3,5)

We have already seen how angel, man, and the material cosmos each have their part to play in the new order of creation. Significantly, we are told in the Apocalypse that the very measures of the Heavenly City’s walls are “a man’s measure, that is, an angel’s.” (21,17) But if the measure is the same, either humans will have become more angelic, or angels more human (or both). At the very least, man and angel will have realized the full measure of their common praise of Christ, and the voices of the material creation will likewise be ingathered into the fullness of that threefold worship of the Triune God.

From my forthcoming book, The Other World We Live In, Angelico Press, 2021. Printed with permission.

So Much We Don’t See


Before talking about angels, we should be reminded that a consideration of invisible realities need hardly be arcane, or the subject-matter as “supernatural” as one might suspect. Reflect, for a moment, on a few dimensions of the world we take to be quite real, but cannot pick up with our senses:

1) spatially: there is far more world, more cosmos, out there than your eyes can even approximately capture–immeasurably more. This is true whether we limit ourselves to the expanse of the Earth or include the more than one trillion galaxies currently spotted in our universe. That vast context, though unseen, both contains and conditions what you do see and experience. And these veiled immensities you accept without ever viewing them, and you are right in doing so.

2) chronologically: there are thousands of years of past time–and if we think geologically, millions–which you cannot now experience, or even remember, and yet which have profoundly influenced your world, and all that is in it. Beyond this, of course, lies our unpredictable future, even more out of view. All this you also accept as real (or soon to be so), although it’s never been a part of your sensory experience.

3) scientifically: we accept as a matter of fact that there are quadrillions of atoms buzzing within us and around us, but we can’t see a single one of them. Even light we actually never see in its own right; we see things in light, but the light itself (along with all other forms of electromagnetic radiation) never slips as such into our field of vision. We also promptly answer our cell phones, firmly convinced of the existence of highways of invisible radiation passing between them and our interlocutors.

But nothing drives this home more dramatically than the fact that for decades astrophysicists have been cautioning us that the vaunted conquests of modern science have only shown us about 5% of all the material reality that exists; the other 95%–so-called “dark matter and energy”–still remains largely unidentified. Nonetheless, this invisible world has an enormous impact–as to gravity and acceleration, I am told–on the modest 5% that we do (more or less) understand.

Thus, on a material basis alone, any scientifically enlightened view of reality must concede that beyond the tiny slice of cosmos we are able to perceive, there is incalculably more that is unseen. And despite its invisibility–whether intrinsic or due to circumstance–we tranquilly and confidently affirm its existence.

Now add to all this a fourth, and even more emphatically undisputed fact:

4) Virtually all of known historical cultures and religions have accepted the existence of one sort or another of subtle material or completely immaterial beings, usually of a personal nature. Among countless others, we read of hierarchies of Greco-Roman, Egyptian, Celtic, Nordic, Indian, Chinese, Andean or Meso-American gods, along with sprites, genies, fairies, elemental spirits, kamis and an almost limitless variety of minor deities. Only a small number of traditional skeptics of the past, and (of course) a large number of today’s confessional materialists have ever disputed this. These latter have become quite vocal in the last couple of centuries.

The irony is that contemporary nay-sayers inevitably call on modern science to underwrite this twilight of the gods. But despite their appeals, recent physics is often more skeptical about the solidity of the matter these doubters confide in, than about the reality of the spirits they impugn. And even more telling is the fact that science and faith, contrary to expectations, find themselves joining hands and agreeing on one incontrovertible fact: the totality of all that exists contains far more than what we can see and touch with our senses, explain with our reason, or even detect with our most sophisticated instruments. Far from coddling us in our doubts about spirits, today’s science gives us even less warrant than in centuries past for excluding the angels from our conspectus of reality.

From my forthcoming book, The Other World We Live In, Angelico Press, 2021. Printed with permission.

Melchizedek and the Magi


Two seemingly peripheral figures in the pages of Scripture look somewhat enigmatic when viewed alone. But they begin to glow with meaning when considered together. In contrast to the two towering protagonists – Abraham and Christ – who stand at the center of the main Old and New Testament stories, these two ostensibly minor figures are totally subsidiary; members, one might say, of the supporting cast. Still, for a few moments, their episodes in the overall narrative almost steal the show.

No one is more decisive for the whole Old Testament story than the patriarch of patriarchs, Abraham. Three world religions are often termed “Abrahamic” because of the founding importance they give to this man and his deeds. Genesis 12-25 tells of grand occurrences in his life, such as his journey to Canaan from Ur of the Chaldees, his battles with formidable foes, the great Promise he receives, the miraculous pregnancy of his aged wife and the mysterious Sacrifice he was summoned to make but prevented from performing – all of these stand in high profile as we meditate upon the man Christians have come to call the “Father of our Faith.”

From Abraham’s loins will come the Chosen People, and for Christians finally the Church. Understanding him to be the great father, the point of departure of the story of salvation, would seem to be compromised by placing anyone else over and above him. However, this does seem to happen in a couple of verses (18-20) in chapter 14:

“And Melchizedek king of Salem brought out bread and wine; he was priest of God Most High. And he blessed [Abraham] and said: ‘Blessed be Abram by God most High, maker of heaven and earth; and blessed be God Most High, who has delivered your enemies into your hand!’ And Abram gave him a tenth of everything.”

No more mention is made of this mysterious figure in the Old Testament. Or almost none. There is an exception in one striking poetic reference in Psalm 110. It is brief, but it blows open the implications of this king/priest who intrudes almost illogically into the Abrahamic narrative:

“…From the womb of the morning like dew your youth will come to you. The Lord has sworn and will not change his mind, ‘You are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.'”

Christian theologians have struggled to understand this “order,” this sacerdotal lineage, prior to and thus superior to the Levitical line which still lay in the loins of Abraham. What seemed most logical was to identify Melchizedek as a figure of Christ. That might have been enough. However, the Letter to the Hebrews only adds to the mystery in its chapters 5-7. Anyone who takes the New Testament seriously has to give due attention to what is written there. For example:

“…He [Melchisedek] is without father or mother or genealogy, and has neither beginning of days, nor end of life, but resembling the Son of God he continues a priest for ever. See how great he is!…” (Hb. 7, 3-4)

Some Hebrew traditions identified him with Shem, son of Noah, whose descendents would indeed include Christ himself. Sounds promising, but unfortunately we know Shem’s geneology all too well, whereas Melchizedek is supposedly without one. Again, some early Christian theologians assumed he was a pre-Incarnational epiphany of Christ himself. But if there is a “pre-Incarnational” Christ at work in the ancient world, this will inevitably open up a number of questions regarding non-Christian religions, most notably the most developed and primordial religions of the East.

From other quarters, esoteric speculations have identified Melchizedek with everyone from Hermes Trismegistus to Enoch and even Zoroaster. Documents are too scarce to confirm or give the lie to any of these identifications. But their variety does give witness to what everyone senses: whoever Melchizedek was, he was extraordinarily important.


The Biblical dramas – from both Old and New Testaments – do not unfold in Europe. From the beginning to the end they occur in the East, or in what is certainly to the east of the region that will one day be known as Europe. Even Eden was “in the east” (Gn. 2,8), and after the Fall, the cherubim were placed “at the east of the garden of Eden…to guard the way to the tree of life.” (3,24) Of course, St. Paul will venture across the Aegean and finally to Rome, but by then the Gospel drama will have achieved its climax. Paul was just a courrier of the resultant message. Otherwise, the furthest westward reaches take us only to Egypt – both with the Hebrews themselves before the Occupation and the Holy Family before Nazareth. But few will call ancient Egypt a part of the “West,” however defined.

When surveying the great surges of philosophy and religion that emerged from Greece and Palestine, we don’t always take into consideration the degree of commerce and contact between the eastern Mediterranean and the Persian, Indian and even Chinese worlds beyond. The singularity – indeed, the “exceptionalism” – of both Greek science and art, on the one hand, and Jewish and Christian religion and morals, on the other, can still maintain its profile within the context of a robust east-west cultural osmosis. But the significance of the East has recently moved into new prominence due to modern contact with India and China, and with still evolving research into the common legacies and interactive influences between them and the West.

We are told that Melchizedek was the “king of Salem,” that is “king of peace,” which could mean a particular place or quite possibly a supernatural function. Whether or not Melchisedek actually hailed from east of Canaan, he certainly comes from the fountainhead of all religion, “without father or mother or genealogy,” and in that sense from a symbolic East. When we turn, however, to the Magi in St. Matthew’s Gospel, we stand clearly before representatives of the geographical Orient.

Countries as diverse as Yemen, Saudi Arabia, Iran and even India have claimed them as their own. As always happens with world-changing but mysterious events, traditions and legends have grown apace, with the number of the Magi varying from three to a dozen or more; some will locate the current resting place of their relics near Tehran, others in Cologne. They’ve been given names and grown into integral figures of the Christmas manger scene. Consensus tends to identify them as Zoroastrians from Persia, or, perhaps more likely, as Chaldean astrologers from Abraham’s original home. Back then, astronomy and astrology were so interlocked that any separation of the movements and the meaning of the stars was unthinkable. The behavior of some of those stars indicated to them that a king was to be born in the west.

These Oriental outsiders were allowed to see and venerate the Messiah before a single Pharisee, Sadducee, Scribe or Priest of the Chosen People could even get close.  And the visit of these men from the East would unwittingly cause the Holy Family to move to the west, to Egypt (thanks to Herod). Decades later, St. Paul would also go west, but the Apostle St. Thomas would go east, all the way to India. With him, followed by subsequent waves of Syrian missionaries, Christianity would bring its graces and grow in Asia long before ever becoming a “European” religion.

Later Portuguese missionaries would change that, of course, and the crucial contributions of St. Paul and then of Greek philosophy and Roman law would enter instrumentally into the formulations and organization of Christian faith throughout the world. But in the East this would only come after more than a millenium of Asian Christianity had told its story to eternity. The now often forgotten Christianity of the East and its legacy is at least as important as the one we Westerners identify as our own. Both Melchizedek and the Magi may have a lot to teach us if we have the good fortune of meeting them in the afterlife. *


The Lost History of Christianity: The Thousand-Year Golden Age, by Philip Jenkins (HarperOne, 2008) is a good guide to what we have forgotten.

On the Meticulous Ritual of New Year


Even in my adopted country of Brazil, where a massively endemic unpunctuality rules the land, nearly every soul will be awake, seconds before midnight on Dec. 31, glaring at a clock and scrupulously chanting the countdown to the new civil year. Beginnings of church services, school classes and appointments of all sorts are missed by margins of an hour or more, but the beginning of the new secular year is hit with bull’s-eye precision. The difference between 11:59:59 p.m. on Dec. 31 and 00:00:01 a.m. on Jan. 1 is greeted as a magical and rapturous transfiguration, whereas the difference between Advent and Christmas has all but vanished; and the line between Lent and Easter has faded away as well. The amoeba-like spread of Carnival festivities bears some relationship to Lent, it is true, but Ash Wednesday usually slips (along with the rest of the liturgical year) into the long shadow of Fat Tuesday.

The reason for this is simple. When religion declines, religiosity remains – it just shifts its abode; when transcendence is no longer believed in, the immanent world becomes the shaky support for cult and adoration. Thus we lavish with worshipful devotion and obsessively punctual observance the bland instant in which a 2019 becomes a 2020. It doesn’t even fall on the solstice!

And the ritual is coveted, almost addictively, because we are missing a defining time-marker still inherent in our culture: the cut-off nature of the date of December 25, when the Christ Child is laid in the manger for the first time since last year’s Christmas (instead of being seen in the shopping centers since October), with a neat and dramatic sundering of Christmastide from Advent, and cheerful Christmas songs replacing the longing, wistful Advent tunes sung before the Coming; or, three months later, the chill down one’s spine as a church is totally darkened and the lumen Christi, in the form of one sole candle, enters the sanctuary, followed by dozens of flames in its train. That explosion of light, like a sudden sunrise, begins the Easter vigil. All these soul-filling moments are gone, and accordingly, we lust after secular surrogates.

When holy days become holidays, otherwise uplifting days become “days off,” and our orphaned religious instincts look elsewhere for their rules and rubrics. Religious hymns no longer sung?  How about a national anthem at a sports match, with hands on heart and tears in the eyes (in Brazil, they are actually called national hymns). Tithes all gone?  Let’s declare our income tax before the mystical date of April 30. Forgotten how to pray?  Try intoning one of the politically correct buzzwords of our day and watch the heads bow in reverence. Or maybe blaspheme a bit (after all, it’s just prayer in drag; how many times do you hear “Oh my God!” during the week?).

Now I am not discouraging New Year’s festivities – once-a-year punctuality is better than never (speaking here especially to Brazilians), and the solar (or lunar) year’s inauguration is a hoary tradition that deserves respect. So let us lift a glass indeed. But as we countdown the last gasps of our civil year, let us briefly recall that one day – soon – we will be countdowning our own last gasps, and all those neglected holy days of the year will prove to have been far better training for that final transition than the confetti and champagne of January 1. This New Year could possibly be our Last Year, and our connection with lasting things be far more vital than our distracting innovations. Even though we propose to hail the new and to salute the promises of the future, we are still haunted by the perennial and ancient. “Auld Lang Syne,” after all, simply means “long, long ago.”