There is a ritual on Holy Saturday night that never fails to move me to tears. After burning a bonfire outside and lighting the Pascal Candle, everyone enters the dark church. The main celebrant carries this symbol of Christ’s death and Resurrection and the lowers it so an altar server can light his own candle. From this single candle, the light spreads as each person turns to light candles all around them.
Soon the church is suffused in a warm light, comforting candle light. All is quiet as the priest slowly walks up the aisle to the main altar, chanting the ancient words,
” Christ is the Light of the World”
The state of the global community cannot be blamed on others because society is not some vague, esoteric entity that cannot be changed. Real, living, breathing people make up society. They can decide to affect humanity by loving each other, especially the weak, unborn or elderly as much as they love themselves. Each personal act of kindness affects all of humanity just as each act of violence and death weakens the fabric of society and strikes at the core of each man, woman, and child.
Mother Theresa understood this basic truth when she said,