Santa Maria dell’Orazione e Morte: a church for Rome’s forgotten

Santa Maria dell’Orazione e Morte, Rome

Of all the corporal works of mercy, the one which is perhaps easiest to forget is the last, burying the dead. Yet, both Christians and Jews have counted giving the dead a decent burial among the most laudable of charitable acts. The plot of the Book of Tobit–one of the Old Testament’s forgotten gems–revolves around the protagonist’s stubborn determination to see that his exiled countrymen receive a proper burial. Joseph of Arimathea is named in all four Gospels for the decency he showed the Lord’s body even after it seemed that all was lost. In the rabbinic tradition, burying the dead is considered especially praiseworthy because the dead have no ability to repay the favor.

Burying the dead shows a concern with human dignity–in contrast to a merely utilitarian concern with maximizing pleasure and avoiding pain–and I think that sense of dignity spills over into how we think about the living. We are both body and soul and to treat the body as something insignificant is to fail to appreciate the precious gift of being human. For Christians, showing the body reverence reflects the belief that our bodies become consecrated objects in baptism and confirmation and, as St. Paul says (1 Cor 6:19), temples of the Holy Spirit.

All of these reflections–on All Souls Day–are to introduce what might otherwise seem one of Rome’s strangest churches, the Church of Santa Maria dell’Orazione e Morte (St. Mary of Prayer and Death) located on the Via Giulia. It’s not one of the city’s better known churches and for many years was closed for restoration, but the skulls on its facade make it hard to forget.

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Memento mori

As I noted at the beginning of the month, November is a month dedicated to praying for the dead. It is also a time in which the readings begin to take on a somewhat apocalyptic flare. The theme of the end of things echoes with the changing seasons; at least in the northern hemisphere, this is the time when fall turns into winter.

Sedlec Ossuary, Kutna Hora, Czech Republic

It might seem macabre to dedicate a particular season to considering death, but it doesn’t have to be. In any case, not thinking about death will not prevent it from happening to each one of us. One reason to pray for the dead, as I wrote a few weeks ago, is to help them on their journey through purgatory. Another is to give us the proper attitude toward life. The things in this world are temporary; our relationship with God is eternal. We should plan accordingly.

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