A small community of Trappist monks lived deep in the Atlas Mountains of Algeria. Their lives were intimately intertwined with the local people, most of whom were Muslims. In peaceful coexistence, they shared life and supported one another practically and with love. This community was shattered by the threat of extremist violence in 1996, which was chronicled in the 2010 movie Of Gods and Men.
There is a scene in the film where the monks gather to eat what may well be their last supper. Absent of dialogue, the music of Swan Lake supplies the soundtrack, as wine is poured and the meal begins. Somber expressions turn to warm smiles as they feast. The music swells, then softens as loving glances turn somber when realization of their fate surfaces. Then, their fraternal joy returns as quickly as it disappeared.
Tonight, we celebrate the Last Supper. The monks, like Christ himself, knew what the disciples did not—death was merely the next step. We also know this, but do we come to this holy table, ready to smile, exchange love, and be transformed through the promise of our faith?
We are nourished at the Eucharistic feast as we both serve and accept being served. We are filled up so that we might be poured out for others. This night calls us to the cross and leads us toward the Resurrection. May we gather at the table of love with willing hearts, sharing it all with joy.
