There is a charming and instructive tradition in the Church—perhaps of apocryphal origin, I do not know—whose pedigree can be traced as far back as Tertullian, that fiery North African Father of the third century, according to which Christ came into the world on the same day he left it. In other words, he was fated to die upon the Cross exactly thirty-three years to the day following his conception by the Holy Spirit in the womb of his Virgin Mother Mary. It all happened of course on March 25, the Solemnity of the Lord’s Annunciation, one of two feasts on which we are enjoined to genuflect when reciting the Creed. The other is the Lord’s Nativity, the great feast of Christmas, which falls nine months to the day later.
But it failed to happen this year, notwithstanding the fact that the two events—Conception and Cross—fell on the very same day, a most rare co-incidence of calendar dates not scheduled to repeat itself until the year 2157. And why is that? Because in her inscrutable wisdom, Old Mother Church, who now and again truly does surpass all understanding, saw fit to suppress the feast, transferring it to the first Monday in April, which is today.
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