Lesson from Lourdes
(Sir.3:17-20, 28-29; Heb.12:18-19, 22-24; Lk.14:1, 7-14)
Have you ever explored the psychology of seating?
When you walk into a café or a meeting, where do you like to sit? On an aeroplane, do you choose the aisle, middle or window seat?
Where we choose to sit says a lot about us. It reveals something of our outlook on life, our relationship with others and our desire to influence any given situation.
Many of us like such control. We want a good seat, not too far back, but not too close to the front. We want to be seen, but not awkwardly. And we want to be valued, without seeming too proud.
Today, Jesus says: ‘When you are invited, go and sit at the lowest place.’
He’s not just telling us to be humble; he’s asking us to trust. To trust that our worth doesn’t just come from pushing ourselves forward, but from letting God lift us up in his time.

Today’s Gospel finds a living echo in the story of St. Bernadette Soubirous, the 14-year-old girl who saw Our Lady at Lourdes, in southern France in 1858.
Bernadette was young, sickly and could barely read. Her family was so poor that they lived in a former jail cell. If anyone in town was allocating ‘important seats,’ Bernadette would surely have been left at the back, if invited at all.
And yet, the Blessed Virgin Mary chose to visit her. Not the mayor or the rich or the educated, but a girl who was so poor that she was practically invisible. And she visited her not just once, but eighteen times over six months.
Bernadette didn’t seek attention. In fact, she avoided it. But when people learnt of her Marian visions, she suffered ridicule and brutal interrogation.
And later, when people realised that her story was true, she was offered praise and prestige. But this did not move her. ‘The Blessed Virgin used me like a broom,’ Bernadette humbly said, ‘she’s put me back in my corner.’
Bernadette always chose the lowest place, and was lifted up by God’s grace.
Lourdes today is a remarkable place. People from all nations gather there, especially the sick, the disabled and the forgotten. They are looking for healing and hope. And there something surprising happens: those who are weak and wan are welcomed as honoured guests.
Volunteers gently push wheelchairs into positions of prominence. Nurses bathe the sick with reverence. Pilgrims bow before those who suffer, not because they’re pitiful, but because they are holy.
At Lourdes, the first become last, and the last are made first.
Pride and prestige have no place there. Only people longing for grace. And amidst all that humility, miracles do happen – not always in the body, but very often in the heart.
Many pilgrims step into the cold baths of Lourdes, not for comfort, but for surrender. It’s humbling. You let go of control. You let others help you. It’s not dramatic. But when you step out, something inside you shifts.
It’s like entering Jesus’ narrow door, like taking the lowest place at the table.
And from that low place, grace flows.

Today we’ve come to this altar to celebrate the heavenly banquet, and Jesus is our host. But the guest list looks upside-down. It’s not the proud, the successful or the self-righteous we have here, but the broken, the humble and the hungry.
We come to this table not by climbing, but by kneeling. Not by proving ourselves, but by letting ourselves be loved.
So, let me ask you: where in your life are you being asked to take the lower seat?
Is it in a family relationship where you need to listen more than speak? Is it in your workplace, letting others shine without you being resentful? Is it in your faith, returning to prayer like a child, with no fancy titles or defences?
The world teaches us to rise and push ourselves forward. Jesus teaches us to stay back and kneel, so that he can raise us in his time.
At Lourdes, grace pours out in the lowest places: in muddy grottoes, hidden hearts and quiet prayers.
Let it pour into your heart, too.
For ‘everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but whoever humbles himself will be exalted.’