These words might seem particularly appropriate given the timing of this talk, in the graveyard slot of our time together, but what comes more seriously to mind when we hear these words? There can be all sorts of answers to that question. Perhaps many of us on hearing them are anxious that we will be unable to watch and pray as we would like to do during Holy Week, and as we feel the Lord asks of us: after all, in the Garden of Olives, Peter, James and John were unequal to the task, so how dare we assume we’ll do any better? 

I’ve given this talk a title. I’m not sure if you were expecting that, and what is worse, it’s one of those slightly pretentious titles that could mean almost anything: Hideous and Dreadful; Lovely and Sweet: the Paschal Mystery of Suffering.  The first part is a quotation from Julian of Norwich, and the reason for choosing it (other than that I live in the Diocese of East Anglia and she’s therefore a local girl) will, I hope, become obvious as we go along.  The significance of the second part will, in a sense, I hope, be obvious already, because clearly there’s a connection between the events of Holy Week and suffering.

So, we have reached a turning point in our journey through the Lord’s Prayer. Up until this point, we have been asking that we might find ourselves in a right relationship with God, asking God to show us what this right relationship with him looks like. 

CEPHAS 2025 is delighted to partner again with the Christian Heritage Centre at Stonyhurst, for their annual course which this year will explore the nature and understanding of God across Christianity and Islam, with a study of Aquinas’ synthesis of the Trinity and the Incarnation. Participants will stay in the new dedicated retreat centre Theodore House, in the tranquil and beautiful surroundings of the Stonyhurst estate.

So, we have reached Laetare Sunday: the midpoint of Lent when, traditionally, the Church bids us relax a little and rejoice. And, if I am tempted to feel that in my case there is not much to rejoice about precisely because my observance of Lent so far has been all too relaxed, help is at hand in the form of  a play on words that suggests there is still time to get things back on track before Easter – after all, better Laetare than never. But it’s a serious point: and perhaps this truly terrible pun is for life, not just for Lent.