Henri J.M. “just me” Nouwen

Life of the Beloved

“As I write you now about our brokenness, I recall a scene from Leonard Bernstein’s Mass (a musical work written in memory of John F. Kennedy) that embodied for me the thought of brokenness put under the blessing. Toward the end of this work, the priest, richly dressed in splended liturgical vestments, is lifted up by his people. He towers high above the adoring crowd, carrying in his hand a glass chalice. Suddenly, the human pyramid collapses, and the priest comes tumbling down. His vestments are ripped off, and his glass chalice falls to the ground and is shattered. As he walks slowly through the debris of his former glory–barefoot, wearing only blue jeans and a T-shirt–children’s voices are heard singing, “Laude, laude, laude”–“Praise, praise, praise.”  Suddenly the priest notices the broken chalice. He looks at it for a long time and then, haltingly, he says, “I never realized that broken glass could shine so brightly.” (Henri Nouwen, Life of the Beloved, 82-83) 
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