When One Door Closes...


Between Christmas Eve and Epiphany, the four Holy Doors in Rome were closed, officially concluding the Jubilee. So much has happened since Christmas Eve 2024 when Pope Francis opened the Holy Door.

I did not plan to go to Rome, but I found myself there. There was no loud revelation, but the moments of grace have been dripping in ever since.

I never would have imagined that there would be an American pope. And then I found myself only a few feet away from him.

No need to mention all that has gone on in the country. But it’s clear to say the world is much different.

Open doors are invitations. They are thresholds into something new. There is an expectation that things will be different on the other side. We are invited to enter, to experience, to be changed. Holy Doors invite us to enter into God’s will, with the promise there is grace and blessings within. I am grateful I accepted that invitation.

The Jubilee is closed. Which feels like an ending, and a sad one at that. Does that mean this year is just…normal? But really, a jubilee is a reset; it is meant to make the going forward easier. It is a time of grace and forgiveness so that we can start anew, unburdened.

I don’t think this year will be unburdened; no time is. But that is why opportunities of grace are so important. The next invitation of grace probably won’t be as conspicuous as the large bronze doors of a basilica. But I hope that I will answer. And enter.

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