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benedictgal
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For me, this usually happens during Advent. We are supposed to be in prayerful anticipation of the birth of the Christ Child. However, at least for me, the tranquilty at Church seems to evaporate faster than water in a puddle in 100-degree heat. Fighting at the parking lot for the last space within reasonable walking distance of the mall or grocery store, waiting in long lines at the department store (I’m now shopping online), getting snarled in traffic as paisanos (folks who live and work in the U.S., but return home to Mexico every December) tie up the streets and the interstate and a bunch of other stressful things do take a toll on one’s sanity, patience and demeanor.
Believe it or not, Lent is just as bad, especially Holy Week. Holy Week is big in Mexico and, since I live on the border (Texas side), we get a lot of folks from south of the border who come and shop. The bridges, malls, parking lots and streets are clogged, even worse than Advent. They don’t know the US driving norms and it can be a headache navigating through Laredo during this time of year. We are supposed to be accompanying our Lord throughout Holy Week, especially during Triduum. However, down here, it’s a madhouse. What is even worse is that Holy Week has become commercialized. We invite our firends from Mexico to come and shop, shop and shop. Then, if that weren’t enough, San Antonio invites them to come and spend the weekend for more shopping. It’s as though we’ve lost the real meaning of Holy Week and have made North Star Mall and La Cantera the pilgrimage destinations instead of San Fernando, St. Mary’s, San Agustin and St. Peter’s.
It’s taken a lot out of me to not lose it every year.
Believe it or not, Lent is just as bad, especially Holy Week. Holy Week is big in Mexico and, since I live on the border (Texas side), we get a lot of folks from south of the border who come and shop. The bridges, malls, parking lots and streets are clogged, even worse than Advent. They don’t know the US driving norms and it can be a headache navigating through Laredo during this time of year. We are supposed to be accompanying our Lord throughout Holy Week, especially during Triduum. However, down here, it’s a madhouse. What is even worse is that Holy Week has become commercialized. We invite our firends from Mexico to come and shop, shop and shop. Then, if that weren’t enough, San Antonio invites them to come and spend the weekend for more shopping. It’s as though we’ve lost the real meaning of Holy Week and have made North Star Mall and La Cantera the pilgrimage destinations instead of San Fernando, St. Mary’s, San Agustin and St. Peter’s.
It’s taken a lot out of me to not lose it every year.