Today, Trinity Sunday caps what I call the “grand cycle.” We recognize that the Father who created us and planned our redemption… The Son who came at Christmas and rose at Easter… and the Spirit who descended at Pentecost are with us as the Holy Trinity. Sent on mission at Pentecost, we have the privilege -during Ordinary Time- of sharing our experience of God with all those we meet. This sharing process reflects our Trinitarian identity.
God is one loving communion of divine Persons. The Father Loves the Son. The Son Loves the Father. The Love between them is so strong is has its own personality: the Holy Spirit… a love the binds and gives life (He is, after all “The Lord and Giver of Life” dominus et vivificantem). And isn’t that what the Church does each and every day and in every place, most especially in our neighborhood parishes. We love each other and our neighbors… And when that love is strong enough it blossoms in new life. Usually this new life takes the form of newborn children, but it also has other forms: adults who come to be baptized at Easter; family members and friends long distant from the Church who come home to be reconciled in the sacrament of Confession; a long suffering neighbor who forgot something of their identity as God’s child, but remembers it after contact with our community.
Some folks, in blogs or other churchy publications question whether the parish system here in the US is on its way out. I don’t believe that. Whatever reversals Catholic communities have faced over the last several decades are nothing compared to the loving power of the Trinity. What is required of us is that we are intentional in living our faith, and that we never forget, there’s more to us than first meets the eye: we are not just people, not just neighbors… we are the living breathing icons of the Holy Trinity… the Father who made us, the Son who Redeems us and the Spirit who sustains us unto new life.