Litany of the Graces of the Cross

This is a wonderful litany,
one of those prayers that makes you think,
not just a recitation of
a bunch of "holy" words.
The first time I read through it,
I loved it.
I decided to do a little research
to see who put this prayer together
and then offer it here
on the Liturgy House blog.
This litany was compiled by
A Dominican priest, Father Peter John Cameron, O.P.
You are free to distribute this as widely as you like.

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Litany of the Graces of the Cross

Response: Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.

We adore you, O Christ,
when we do not get our own way. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in the midst of day-to-day aggravations, frustrations, and annoyances. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when we live deprived of recognition or gratitude. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when dealing with others who exalt themselves and demean us. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in the face of worry, anxiety, and fear. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when we forgive others and show them mercy,
especially when it hurts. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in the face of others’ thoughtlessness. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in confronting our daily inner rebellion. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in refusing to give in to vanity and self-importance. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in always thinking about others first
and putting them first. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when others take us for granted. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when suffering the agony of depression. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in our inability to make sense out of life
or to have things follow our plans,
especially when we’re trying so hard to be good. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in rejecting self-assertion and self satisfaction. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in the midst of the oppressiveness of life
– its futility, drudgery, pointlessness, and tedium. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in letting go of the order and control we crave. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when accosted by the unfairness
of seeing the wicked succeed. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
despite the world’s contradiction, humiliation, and derision. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
by refusing to live according to our feelings. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when we are under-appreciated. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when our egoism and willfulness flare up. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
when we are persecuted for your sake. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
as we live by love and no lesser motive. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in finding peace in the total surrender of self. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
in accepting that God works in the ways we least expect. Rs

We adore you, O Christ,
as we search for self worth
only in God’s love for us and nothing else. Rs

Our Father, Who art in heaven
Hallowed be Thy Name;
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Faith on the Edge - Reflections on the Christmas Season

“Faith on the Edge.”
That’s the title of a book
Written by one of my favorite theologians,
Leonardo Boff.
Faith on the Edge:
Religion and Marginalized Existence.

I can’t help it.
Leonardo Boff writes
As if he accompanied me in my ministry,
In my day-to-day life.

I know, I know.
He was the one silenced by
The then Cardinal Ratzinger.
To tell the truth,
I think that’s one of the things
That has made Boff so brilliant.
Tell someone “they can’t”
And they do it (whatever “it” may be)
Much more superbly.

Anyhow,
My Advent reading this year
Included a reread of “Faith on the Edge.”
Then,
I spent Christmas in the inner city.

Boff writes:
“A point of view
is the view from a point.
Change the point
And you change the view.
There are various social loci
(commitments and practices),
and each affords
(and blocks out)
various views of reality. . .
. . .In the center
things are softer.
On the periphery
Things scream at you.
In the center,
Mechanisms of exploitation
Are invisible.
On the margins
You can see them
With the naked eye . .”
(Faith on the Edge, p. 40)

In the center
We tell a quaint little story
of Mary and Joseph
Seeking lodging.
On the margins,
We not only reenact the Gospel passage
With the Posada,
We live it, quite literally,
With fear of INS
Being in the parking lot
Across the street from the church
On Christmas Eve.
Yes, my dear friend, Leonardo,
On the margins you can see them,
These mechanisms of exploitation,
With the naked eye.

In the center
We use a doll for the Baby Jesus.
A doll:
Silent, predictable, passive.
This is, in no way, a criticism.
This is simply an observation.
The center uses a doll for the Christ child.
On the margins
We, quite literally,
Venerate the Christ child.
On the margins
We kiss the child of the nativity
(The baby Jesus from the church’s nativity),
that child who was born in a homeless shelter.
On the margins
We embrace the child
who would later become a refugee.
On the margins
We bless the child
Who would later be condemned
Simply because
nothing good comes from Galilee.

In the center
We sometimes behave as if
Writing a check will make things happen.
While our checks may buy Christmas poinsettias
To adorn our churches,
The check will not water them or tend to them.
On the margins
We sometimes have a better understanding
Of Laos ergon (the work of the people),
Picking up a broom

because petals are dropping to the floor
Or watering the flowers

simply because they need watering,
Not waiting to be asked for help,
Not waiting to be invited to participate,
But doing the work
Because the work needs to be done.

In the center
Our children’s participation in the liturgy
Must compete
With basketball, pom, dance, etc.
On the margins
It’s really not Christmas
Until and unless our children get involved.

And what is “Holy Family?”
In the center,
We favor the shorter version of the Gospel
And omit the section in brackets.
On the margins,
The elderly woman,
The prophetess named Anna,
Is not optional
but integral to the story being told,
to our story being told.

In the center
Epiphany means
We add three kings to the nativity set.
On the margins
Epiphany means all are welcome,
Even if we come from other lands,
Even if we speak differently,
Dress differently,
Worship differently.
In the center
We focus on
Gold, frankincense and myrrh.
On the margins
We understand that the magi
Made a long, arduous and necessary journey.
And we totally understand
Why the magi had to go home
By another route.
In the center
We will bless our doorways
With the initials of the three kings.
On the margins
We understand
What it means
When that same door remains closed.

In a later chapter
Boff writes of the two eyes of theology
(theologia ante et retro oculata),
One before and one after.
While writing this blog entry
I thought that my faith seeks understanding
With both eyes on the present,
With one eye on the center
And the other in the margins.
But after careful reflection
I realize that this is not the case.
The center,
It seems to me,
Tries hard to conserve truth
With an eye on the past.
And the margins
Celebrate truth
With an eye on the present.

The Good News
Is always alive, active.
The Gospels aren’t just historic documents,
They are living.
Theology seeks to understand
And this makes the Gospel
Alive and vibrant.
The Gospel
Isn’t either/or:
Either Historic
Or
Living.
They Gospels are both/and:
Historic and Living.

The Church, too,
Is both Her Center
And Her Margins.

Theologia Ante Et Retro Oculata
Thank you to the Little Lamb of Christmas,
For now I see.

I remain ever grateful
To the Merciful One
Who grants me the opportunity
To walk steadfastly
Between and within both worlds.

. . and yet. . .
because I see
and because I walk easily
between and within both realities
(the center and the margins)

I also see the challenges before me. . .

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About the photo:

My Nativity set

Made in Mexico of Corn Husks

About the book:

Faith on The Edge

Religion and Marginalized Existence

by

Leonardo Boff, O.F.M.

Translated by

Robert R. Barr

Harper & Row, Publishers, San Francisco