"C'mon, let's go! Everyone in the car! We're going to be late for Confession!"
Ever find yourself saying that? And the response is generally groans and dragging of the feet?
Finding time for Reconciliation can sometimes be a challenge for parents. But, parents can be deliberate with making this a priority and actually have children who WANT to go. The trick is to make these excursions memorable. Saturday confessions can be an event and should be! I know that there are times when just getting it in is the best that your going to do, but if you have more time, why not stop for ice cream afterward? If your a tightwad, I mean a frugal person, like me, then you can always stop at the supermarket and pick up the kids favorite ice cream treat. Another option is to stop at the playground afterward.
This is not a bribe. This is making memories. This is reinforcing that our faith and our sacramental life should be woven into our everyday life. As kids look forward to the treats, they will also come to look forward to the whole experience and treasure those outings.
So what are you doing this Saturday?
Deacon and the Mrs.
Ramblings from us as we strive to live a holy life in the world, not of the world.
When Children Leave the Faith
About 20 years ago when I started to fully embrace my faith, I found support in an email group for Catholic moms. These were the days of dial up internet and email was definitely more utilized than the World Wide Web, which some expects deemed would fail from lack of use. Obviously that didn't happen. I found a lot of support, ideas, and advice from those women on how to raise holy children, not to mention learning more about the faith myself.
With the advent of social media, our group started to flounder. Many of us jumped to Facebook to communicate and as our children grew up, our little world of email virtually disappeared. Fast forward to several months ago, when one woman sent an email to the group asking for prayers and that was all that was needed for us to reconnect. We updated our family situations and noticed a common theme...children who have left the faith.
Common quotes from the women: "I don't know how this happened. I homeschooled, the kids were in Little Flowers, went to youth conferences, and loved to pray the Rosary. They used to beg to go to adoration." These were the kids that we mothers determined were going to buck the trend and stay in the Church. How did this happen? Even in my own family, my adult children have left the Church or don't attend Mass regularly.
So what's a parent to do? I know that my responsibility as a parent is to ensure that my children practice the faith. But when dealing with adult children, there is a fine line in what I can or can't say. I admit that I have harped on my kids about getting back to the Church and it wasn't received very well. I admit that I've turned to St. Monica an awful lot these last few years.
What has helped me is my wise husband's reminder that we weren't any different in our 20's. I know that and I also know that children need to take ownership of their faith. In the Amish culture, youth are given the opportunity to leave their community, "Rumspringa," as it's called. They make the choice to leave and experience the world or return to the Amish. All of that has helped me reconcile my children's choices and realize that although they are adults, they are still developing. They are still trying to find their place in the world apart from their parents
Having dinner with our parish priest a few months ago, I told him of how I don't pound the faith over my kids heads, but gently invite them, encourage them, and respect them to make their choices with the assurance that God will guide them. Our Church is a union, a community, and it should be there for people who realize they need it. Much like the father in The Prodigal Son, the Church waits for our children with loving arms. I'm there holding the door open for them, and they know that. I believe my example is what will help them return someday.
As our email group lamented our fallen away children, we as Catholic mothers know that all is not lost! We have the power of prayer! So we vowed to collectively pray the Rosary every Monday and to also renew our baptismal promises for our children which is a very powerful prayer that according to EWTN's Fr. Miguel, has brought many people back to the faith. This is the prayer:
With the advent of social media, our group started to flounder. Many of us jumped to Facebook to communicate and as our children grew up, our little world of email virtually disappeared. Fast forward to several months ago, when one woman sent an email to the group asking for prayers and that was all that was needed for us to reconnect. We updated our family situations and noticed a common theme...children who have left the faith.
Common quotes from the women: "I don't know how this happened. I homeschooled, the kids were in Little Flowers, went to youth conferences, and loved to pray the Rosary. They used to beg to go to adoration." These were the kids that we mothers determined were going to buck the trend and stay in the Church. How did this happen? Even in my own family, my adult children have left the Church or don't attend Mass regularly.
So what's a parent to do? I know that my responsibility as a parent is to ensure that my children practice the faith. But when dealing with adult children, there is a fine line in what I can or can't say. I admit that I have harped on my kids about getting back to the Church and it wasn't received very well. I admit that I've turned to St. Monica an awful lot these last few years.
What has helped me is my wise husband's reminder that we weren't any different in our 20's. I know that and I also know that children need to take ownership of their faith. In the Amish culture, youth are given the opportunity to leave their community, "Rumspringa," as it's called. They make the choice to leave and experience the world or return to the Amish. All of that has helped me reconcile my children's choices and realize that although they are adults, they are still developing. They are still trying to find their place in the world apart from their parents
Having dinner with our parish priest a few months ago, I told him of how I don't pound the faith over my kids heads, but gently invite them, encourage them, and respect them to make their choices with the assurance that God will guide them. Our Church is a union, a community, and it should be there for people who realize they need it. Much like the father in The Prodigal Son, the Church waits for our children with loving arms. I'm there holding the door open for them, and they know that. I believe my example is what will help them return someday.
As our email group lamented our fallen away children, we as Catholic mothers know that all is not lost! We have the power of prayer! So we vowed to collectively pray the Rosary every Monday and to also renew our baptismal promises for our children which is a very powerful prayer that according to EWTN's Fr. Miguel, has brought many people back to the faith. This is the prayer:
So like St. Monica, we too can take comfort that God will lead our prodigal children home again.Lord Jesus, on behalf of my son / daughter, N., I renew his / her baptismal promises which took place on the day of his / her baptism; please bring him / her back to the Sacraments for your glory.
I renounce Satan, and all his works, and all his empty show.
I believe in God, the Father almighty, Creator of heaven and earth.
I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord, who was born of the Virgin Mary, suffered death and was buried, rose again from the dead and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic Church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting. Amen.
Almighty God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, You have given us new birth by water and the Holy Spirit and bestowed on us forgiveness of our sins, keep us, especially my son / daughter, N., by your grace, in Christ Jesus our Lord, for eternal life.
5th Sunday of Easter
Diaconate
– Much to be done.
Mother’s
Day – A lesson from Mom.
One
of the themes to today’s readings and Gospel is that we cannot do this
alone. The establishment of the
diaconate was for the apostles to be able to concentrate on their most
important work (evangelizing and teaching) and not having to do everything
themselves. In 1 Peter, we hear Peter describing
Jesus as the cornerstone of the Church (people) and of our faith. Through our common faith, we have Church,
really, we ARE CHURCH, because Our Lord did not want us to take our spiritual
journey all alone.
But
I’d like to focus on three things Jesus tells us in the Gospel today that we
really need to digest, that demonstrate that we really are not alone.
One, “Do not let your hearts be troubled.” Here we’re in John Chapter 14, before the
passion and resurrection, Jesus is telling the disciples to not let their
hearts be troubled as things were about to change dramatically. We’re reminded of this today, after Easter,
because in our journey things will change, sometimes dramatically, and there
will be many times when things will get difficult. Jesus wants us to know “He’s got this, we are
not alone.” One of the most difficult
things we face in our relationship with Jesus is letting go and trusting in Him
completely. Our hearts can be troubled
with many things, the stresses of paying the bills, the stresses of holding
down a job, the stresses of family life, and we may find ourselves tempted to
wonder where God is as we seemingly face of our troubles alone. Jesus reminds us that He goes to prepare a
place for us, and He tells the disciples this, because He wants them and us to
realize that our focus should be on our eternity, the certain future of our
life in heaven if we allow Jesus to be the center of our lives. No matter what we may face, Our Lord is there
for us, He never leaves us, and wants us to know that the temporary troubles of
this world are something we’ll leave far behind when we reach the glory of
heaven. “Having faith does not mean
having no difficulties, but having the strength to face them, knowing we are
not alone.” -Pope Francis
Two,
“I am the way and the truth and the life.”
Jesus as “the way”, gives us direction.
In the resurrection, we see our future.
Our future can only be a reality if we fully commit to following Jesus,
to being a “complete disciple” and finding that “way.” That “way” is our direction to heaven and
eternal life. In that “way” we find the
truth. Certainly, we realize God is the
source of all truth. One of Jesus’ main
missions was to bring that truth to us in a form we could understand. If we look back at the problem of the
Pharisees and the Sadducees’, it wasn’t that they weren’t doing what God wanted
them to do in the law, they were very good at carrying out all that the law
commanded, the problem was, their hearts were disconnected from God, from truth,
and ultimately from love. The truth
Jesus so dearly wants us to realize is how much we are loved. And when we choose to enter into the love of
God, we can then see as God does and this changes our perspective. We don’t just see the world and others as
something to be used for our pleasure or satisfaction, we see the world as
created by God, and we see others as children of God fully deserving of our
love. And when we come in contact with
the love of God, here is where we find our life. In my six years of being a Deacon, I’ve
experienced great highs, like knowing I’m loved and appreciated by my parish,
and I’ve experienced tremendous lows, like sitting in a four by six cell trying
to give hope to a young man facing a prison term of many years. One common theme of all my experiences is
that the love of God was with me every step of the way, helping to keep me
grounded during the highs, and not be overwhelmed during the lows. It’s those highs and lows, the “roller
coaster of life” if you will, that makes this life worth living. Knowing Jesus as the way, leading to the
truth, which gives us that full life is what makes all the difference, is what
makes this life worth living. Again, we
were meant to live in relationship, we were not meant to be alone.
Three,
“Whoever believes in me will do the works that I do and even greater ones that
these.” When we think of miracles, very
often we go right to Jesus walking on water or feeding 5000, and those are
great, great miracles, not to mention how many other miraculous works Jesus did
in his time here on earth. It’s our
human nature, we’re drawn to the spectacular.
But we fail to see the miraculous going on around us every day, those
miracles performed by mothers and other people that make extraordinary efforts
to take care of others. Someone who
works hard at her job all day and then comes home and cares enough to make the
extra effort to make a nutritious dinner for her family, that’s miraculous. Someone who does her best to maintain a nice
home for her family but finds the time to run her children to sports, or dance,
or karate, or play dates, for what might seem like the 100th night
in a row, that’s miraculous. Someone
who, no matter how stressful her day has been, still finds the energy and takes
a few precious moments to pray and read a bedtime story to her children, that’s
miraculous. These are “greater” works
that Jesus spoke of because when we live in love, we can go beyond our human capabilities
and perform miraculous acts. And it’s through
these loving acts, the kingdom of heaven comes here to earth, we give others
the experience of the risen Jesus and we let others know that they are not
alone.
None of us entered this world alone. In God’s act of creation, we obviously need
our fathers and our mothers. That in and
of itself is a sign that we were created to be a people who live in
common. So today, as we recognize our
mothers, let’s be sure to thank them (if you can), thank God for them, and take
a moment to remember all the things they did for us, and the lessons they
taught us. We are not alone, we never
were alone, and with the love of Jesus, we never will be alone.
Homily from the 3rd Sunday of Lent
3
Golfers get struck by lightning and next find themselves in front of St. Peter
at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter tells the
men that they’ll be able to pass through to heaven if they can answer one
question. “What is Easter?” The first man says, “No problem, I got
this. Easter is when families get
together in late November, have turkey, and be thankful.” The second man says, “No, no, that’s no
right, Easter has to do with Jesus, when he was born, in late December and we
exchange gifts.” Before St. Peter can
answer, the third man jumps in “Eh, you’re both wrong! Easter is when we remember Jesus at the Last
Supper, how he endured the Passion, was crucified for us and was buried in a
cave with a huge stone rolled in front of it.
Every year the stone is rolled away and Jesus comes out. And if he sees his shadow, it’s six more
weeks of winter!”
Believe
it or not that joke actually relates to today’s Gospel, because today’s Gospel
is all about knowledge, but more specifically knowing. If you’ll recall, when I gave the homily last
month it was about us getting to know ourselves, today it’s about Jesus knowing
us and our response.
Let’s
start with our first reading from Exodus.
Complain, complain, complain. Here
we find the Israelites unhappy with their current situation. I imagine it’s just a vocal minority, but
someone implies that they were better off back in Egypt. We do that in our own lives don’t we? I’m embarrassed to admit this in front of my
wife, but there are some days, when the things of the family can try one’s
patience, where I say to myself “Boy, I wish I was single.” In that moment, am I stupid or what? Our struggles can cloud our vision and our
thinking where we wish to go back to days that were “better”? The lesson here is that we should KNOW that
God is with us. We don’t need proof. Love transcends all that, and our journey
towards Jesus is going to take us to places we don’t necessarily want to go, oh
like that crucifix back there. But, it’s
in those struggles that we become holy.
In
our second reading, St. Paul tells us that it’s our faith that gives us hope,
for a better tomorrow. I love to give
St. Paul as an example of faith and hope.
We think we have bad days? St.
Paul was scourged, beaten with rods three other times, and survived a
stoning. He was shipwrecked three times
and nearly drown in one of those. St.
Paul was always on the run trying to stay ahead of those who wanted him
martyred. Did he have it easier before
or after his conversion to Jesus?
Before, sure. Yet, here is St.
Paul telling us about a faith that brings us, hope, love, and peace, and never
disappoints. Almost every time I visit
the jail, one of the young men or women will come up to me and ask for prayers
because they’re having their hearing either the next day or sometime that
week. When we pray, I tell them we’re
not praying specifically for their release, we’re praying for God to work
through the courts and lead us to what’s best.
Through many of those times of prayer, I get a vision of Jesus standing
before Pilate, having his hearing, if you will.
Jesus stands there innocent. But,
He completely puts His trust in the Father and accepts that the decision handed
down is what’s best. The question we
should ask ourselves is, do we really trust God with our lives? Do we really have faith to accept the
difficult things that enter our lives and place our trust completely in Jesus
to lead us to what’s best? Again, the
lesson here is do we KNOW that God is with us, no matter where we go or what
happens to us?
Which
brings us to our Gospel. Jesus encounters the Samaritan woman. The first thing we should take note of is that
this is a Samaritan woman. Here Jesus is
showing that he has come to save everyone.
As we know, Samaritans were as “loathsome” to the Israelites as
Baltimore Ravens fans are to Steelers fans.
Jesus shows that love of God transcends “what” we are and loves us for
“who” we are. Because Jesus sees who we
are, in truth, the child of God that we are, He is able to go where no one else
can. He is able to touch the soul, the
God inside of us, and help us to change in very profound ways. Jesus KNOWS us. Yes, better than we know ourselves. Now the question here is, do WE KNOW who we
are?
Let
me share with you a little story about a Deacon friend of mine from
Philadelphia. Really, the man who
introduced me to the Diaconate and helped me to hear my call. To protect the innocent, let’s just call him
Deacon Ray (he was always a ray of sunlight to me). I met Deacon Ray as part of a small faith
group back in 1998, and he and I became good friends. In 2002, we came back to Pittsburgh and in
2005 I entered the diaconal seminary.
Not long after I entered seminary I had to take a business trip to
Philadelphia and I contacted Deacon Ray to see if I could visit him. He said, absolutely, that he was thrilled to
hear I was in seminary and that he had a story for me. So I was able to meet Deacon Ray for dinner,
and he told me this story. Deacon Ray
had grown up in Argentina, in a relatively poor section of Buenos Aires, and
from the time he was a young man, he felt this gnawing need to “be somebody.” So he threw himself into sports, specifically
soccer. So he practiced and practiced
and practiced and became the best player on his high school soccer team. He actually got some offers to play
professional soccer right out of high school.
But at his graduation, despite his success, he felt like a nobody. So he thought maybe, it’s not sports by
academic success where I can be somebody.
So he went to university, worked very hard and graduated at the top of
his class with an engineering degree.
Again, after all that, he still felt unfulfilled. Then he thought, perhaps it’s my career that
will lead to me being somebody. And he
worked very hard to get to the top of his profession in Argentina and got an
offer to work and live in the United States.
He was sure he had found it now.
But after a couple years here in the USA, he still had that same feeling
that he was nobody. Finally, he thought,
maybe the answer lies in the Church. So
he applied for seminary, was accepted and worked very hard to become a Deacon. After a couple years as a Deacon though, he
still had not found his answer. Then one
day, while ministering to the underprivileged, a young women he met, who,
because of her addiction, had lost everything, and said to Deacon Ray that she
felt like she was a loser, a real nobody.
Deacon Ray then told me that the answer he gave wasn’t his, it was the
Holy Spirit most definitely at work. He
told her she could never be a loser or a nobody, because she was loved by
God. As soon as he said it, he knew he
found the answer to his own fulfillment.
No matter what he did or where he went, his fulfillment would not be
found in the world. He was a somebody
because God loved him. That’s what our
Gospel is all about today. The Samaritan
woman at the well was probably feeling like a real nobody, having had five
husbands and all. Yet, Jesus knew
exactly who she was, what she was feeling, and was able to touch her so deeply,
her life was changed immediately.
Jesus
calls to us right this very minute. He
is telling us He loves us right there on the cross and right here in a few
minutes in the Eucharist. When someone
says they love us, no matter who it is, it could be someone that just comes up
to us in Walmart, we don’t ignore them, in fact we may not know what to say,
but we respond.
So,
what should our response to Jesus be?
Jesus knows us, we need to get to know Him. No better way than the Discovering Christ
series coming up here at St. Frances Cabrini starting right after Easter on
April 19th. I’m actually
using a shorter version of this at the jail, and the response has been
stunning. You will not regret it.
We
need Jesus. We cannot do this
alone. Our spiritual development and
growth relies on our prayer, fellowship, and study. We most certainly owe it to ourselves to get
to know Jesus so we can really find out what He means to teach us and truly
follow Him. So, when our time comes in
front of St. Peter at the gates of heaven, we’ll really know what Easter is all
about.
It's Coming!
So Lent is less than a week away. Yikes! I mean I'm ready for it to begin. I just haven't thought about what we are doing for it. Looks like Sunday I will dig out the purple fabric, crosses, guides, and other assorted items that I use during the liturgical season and give some thought to how I will make it meaningful.
The kids know the drill, and all of them, even the adult ones, look forward to it. We try to prayerfully discern what acts of prayer, fasting, and almsgiving that we will do. Sure, we give up stuff, but we also try to remember the reason is to ultimately grow closer to Christ.
For as many years as I can remember, I've made a lenten calendar for the children. I've also done that with my CCD students when I taught religious education. Catholic Icing has such a cute calendar that we've used for many years. Actually, Catholic Icing has many great ideas to make Lent come alive for little ones.
As I still try to discern what I'm planning to do, I've compiled a lists of blogs that have some suggestions. I'm listing them here for me as much as for anyone else. It will help when I cement my ideas this weekend. 😉
- 40 Prayer Journal Prompts for Lent
- 10 Lent and Holy Week Activities
- Outside the Box: 66 Things to Give Up or Take Up for Lent
- 39 Ways to Keep Lent Holy
- 40 Lenten Activities
All of the above links come from wonderful, faith-filled bloggers. Check out their blogs which are chock-full of inspiration.
May you be filled with God's presence in your life this Lent!
Blessings,
Joanne
Homily, 7th Sunday Ordinary Time, Matthew 5:38-48 by Deacon Joseph Basko
Some
Gospels don’t require much explanation on the surface, often times the words of
Our Lord are enough and it’s the job of the homilist to help find the deeper
meaning. That’s not today. This Gospel, needs explanation, some exegesis
or bible study if you will. Let’s set
the stage. We are still in Matthew
Chapter 5 which is…The Sermon on the Mount.
Jesus taking His rightful place as the new Moses. These are the “new” commandments. What Jesus is doing here, is moving from the
law, “you have heard that it was said…”, and showing us how to love “…but I say
to you.” To understand this passage, we
need to go back and understand the Israelite culture at that time. The Israelite culture you just heard, was
“eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.”
When we stop for a minute to think about that, it doesn’t take us long
to see that it can get out of hand in a hurry.
Let’s say after Mass, I give…a punch on the arm. Perhaps my “punch” to…was my way of telling
him/her that he/she did such a great job on the 1st reading
today. But…doesn’t take it that way and
feels that they’ve been wronged. Under
the “eye for an eye” rule, …is entitled to take a whack back at the Deacon. Now the Deacon feels wronged and is going to
take his entitled shot back at… You can
see where this is going. In old Israel,
it got to the point where whole families were being wiped out over nothing. Jesus came to stop all that. But He does it in such a subtle, yet
masterful, way. When He says to turn and
offer the other cheek, He is now taking control of the situation. If someone strikes again, the one who’s been
hit now holds all the cards and may be owed some measure of justice, which, by
the way, comes not now, but in heaven. But
also notice what Jesus does NOT say in this Gospel and He does not say to offer
a third cheek. The world likes to
translate this passage in that way. In
no way does Jesus condone anyone being abused at any time. If the other cheek is offered and struck, we
have every right to leave the situation and if we can’t leave the situation, we
have every right to defend ourselves. At
the same time, we can’t be afraid to be “struck”. We have to tell the truth to the world and
there will be times that people will strike us because of that truth, because
we’re upsetting their world. We cannot
retaliate. Jesus asks us to stop the
violence and to love our enemies.
The
key to unlocking today’s Gospel really lies in our second reading from 1st
Corinthians. “Let no one deceive
himself.” We really need to have a sense
of where we are in journey with the Lord.
To be able to love our enemies we have to have that self-awareness, we
cannot deceive ourselves. But we do
deceive ourselves don’t we? Case in
point. Toward the end of summer last
year, I was a little beat up physically and maybe mentally (no pity please) and
I decided to take some time off from working out to heal. Now feeling a little on the fat side around
Christmas, I decided to start working out again for the new year. One day, just recently, I was in the basement
lifting weights, feeling pretty good about myself, pumping iron, a little sweat
going. In my head, I’m Arnold
Schwarzenegger in his prime or maybe the Steelers’ James Harrison, all pumped
up. When, my beloved three-year-old
daughter Maria comes downstairs, sees me working out and says, “Wow! Dad! Your belly is getting bigger!”…God’s
little messenger...The vision in my head instantly went from a bodybuilder to
the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. But, I
needed that. I’ve since gotten a little
more serious about what I’m doing and started a better diet.
To
fully comprehend how to love our enemies, it takes change. A large part of our formation, our change,
our movement from the human to the divine, becoming (all together), that best
version of ourselves is to understand and embrace the loving of our enemies,
which allows us to fully experience the true love of God. Let us remember our four pillars of
formation; the human, the intellectual, the spiritual, and the pastoral. But today, I’d like to look at these in
reverse order, to get to the foundation of our formation as they relate to our
spiritual growth, namely our growth through prayer, scripture, and fellowship. This is where we’ll understand the need for
love for others. First, our pastoral
formation, as you all remember is the sharing of our faith with others. However, that can be very difficult to do in
an adversarial relationship. Do we do
nothing then? Certainly not, and
inaction was assuredly not Jesus’ example.
To get to the answer we have to go deeper.
Our
spiritual formation relates to our spiritual growth in prayer. Jesus says as much today, “pray for your
persecutors.” It’s prayer that plugs us
into God, and it’s our communication to Him, and His communication to us where
He can plant the seeds of change, where we start to love.
But let’s
go further, our intellectual formation relates to our spiritual growth through
our study of scripture. It is through
scripture that understanding what it means to be a follower of Jesus, where Our
Lord teaches us how to love. But, we
still need to keep digging.
Our
human formation is the foundation of our spiritual growth. To come to know God, we must come to know
ourselves first. St. Catherine of Genoa
was quoted “My Me is God, nor do I recognize any other Me except my God Himself.” How do we get to know what we look like? We use a mirror, we go outside of our own
vision to see ourselves. We need to do
the same thing spiritually. How do we do
that? Deacon, are you advocating some
sort of Zen Buddhist outer body experience?
Not at all.
To
get outside of ourselves we need others.
We go beyond ourselves in two ways.
Service and fellowship. When we
interact with others through our service, no doubt we help them, but we also
help ourselves. By putting ourselves at
the service of those in need, we interact with Our Lord himself, who in turn,
gives us a vision of our interior life, we become able to see inside and
discover how well and how much we love others.
Remember, we’re not trying to earn heaven through our service, we give
our service to love.
Deacon Joe's homily for the 2nd Ordinary Sunday
I
still don't know what I was waiting for
And
my time was running wild
A
million dead-end streets
Every
time I thought I'd got it made
It
seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I
turned myself to face me
But
I've never caught a glimpse
Of
how the others must see the faker
I'm
much too fast to take that test.
Believe it or not those lyrics were pretty much where I
found myself as a young man in my late twenties. I was chasing my career thinking that the
goal of life was to die with the most toys.
But every time I achieved, or got that “toy”, the victory seemed hollow. My thinking at the time that the answer was
that I needed more and more and more. A
“crowning achievement” of mine, or so I thought, was when I got a big raise and
a promotion and got to work and live in the mega-metropolis of Philadelphia. I was going big and my future was so bright I
had to wear shades. But things don’t
always go as planned do they. I thought
so much of myself that my arrogance took over and I wasn’t treating people very
well. In reality, most of the people I
met while working I was really using to further my own ends. I wound up not having very many friends and
quite a few enemies. I fell. Not a rock bottom kind of thing, but my pride
took a big hit. In fact, I was falling
for quite some time, I just didn’t know it.
A very wise man once said to me, “While we’re falling, our faces are
pointed downward, but finally when we hit, we can change our direction and find
God.” That’s exactly what happened to
me. When I finally took a big hit, my
direction changed, and behold, there was God.
That trip to Philadelphia very much served as an Exodus for me, Joanne,
and our family, because it really was our journey through a spiritual desert,
where we could see things differently and come to truth of our faith in God.
Today’s Gospel is that same kind of wakeup call. (Btw Christmas and Easter) John the Baptist
is telling his followers “Hey! Him! Over there!
That’s the guy I was talking about!
Now it begins!” But there’s
really something interesting here in our Gospel as John the Baptist says “I did
not know Him”. At this point you may be
saying “Wait a minute Deacon, I remember from my CCD classes that Jesus and
John the Baptist were related, so how can John say he didn’t know Him?” Some scholars believe John says that he did
not know Jesus because his father and mother (Zachariah and Elizabeth) were
advanced in years and couldn’t travel much.
It was around 90 miles between Judea, where John the Baptist lived and
Galilee, where the Holy Family lived and things back then weren’t like they are
now, travel was very difficult. Other
scholars suggest that John the Baptist didn’t quite grow up like a typical
young Jewish man, as the Gospels suggest John grew up in the desert and scholars
trace him to living in the community of the Essenes, kind of like a monk
(certainly not like a Benedictine though).
Those theories may hold some truth, but it begs the question why St.
John (the author of this Gospel) would mention it. The more theological scholars contend that St.
John brings this up in the Gospel because it was more of a case where John the
Baptist was surprised to find that it was his cousin, Jesus, who was the
Messiah. Some of the Bible translations
actually use the word “recognize.” To
translate into modern day English, John probably would’ve said something like
“we used to hang out together at family picnics and all kinds of other things,
I had no clue that Jesus was going to become the Messiah.” Things changed for John the Baptist. The reason they changed is because John fully
devoted himself to living a life of faith, to living a life in a communal
relationship with God. It was through that
relationship that God was able to help John the Baptist change, see through the
eyes of faith, see God in the unexpected, and recognize his own cousin as the
Messiah. This Gospel is very much a
continuation of the same theme we heard over Advent and Christmas. Jesus has come, the world, our world, has
been changed.
Collectively as a Diocese we’re about to embark on a
program of change in the On Mission For The Church Alive. A little over a year from now, we will be
members of a new and different parish. One
possibility is that we may be attending Mass in another location. Then the changes will be obvious. But another possibility is that in the summer
of 2018 we’re still sitting right here, I may very well be preaching (so you’ve
been warned) and nothing will necessarily seem different on the surface. But it will be. And even if our surroundings don’t change,
we’ll still need to have faith and see beyond and embrace and welcome those
whose worlds have been changed. A subtle
message of our Gospel today is to open our hearts and minds in love and to
welcome change, because we understand it as coming from God and being an
integral part of our journey home to Him.
We may not like it and maybe we try not to think about it,
but things are constantly changing for us whether we’re conscious of it or
not. When we stop and think about it,
we’ll come to the realization that we change to get better, to become that
“Best Version of Ourselves,” we certainly don’t change with the goal of getting
worse. You’ll leave this Church this
morning a different person. Hopefully
this liturgy will move you closer to God.
Hopefully this homily didn’t totally confuse you and move you further
away from God. But, we never stay in the
same place. We’ll also be different
tomorrow, it never stops. This year,
I’ll hit some milestone changes. I’ll
turn 50 and I’ll have worked 30 years for the federal government. Please don’t congratulate me, I’m just
getting older. By no means are either of
those things an achievement, I’ve mostly just shown up. But, to be really honest, if it weren’t for
my faith in God, I’d probably be going nuts and having a crazy midlife crisis
of some sort. Because without God, this
just ends. What a hopeless thought. But with God, and with a relationship with
the Lord and Savior of the World, there’s always a future, there’s always hope
and we know that the best day we’ve had here on earth doesn’t even scratch the
surface of what heaven will be like. But
to get there, we need to change. I’d
like to leave you with a little saying I came across: “There are 3 C’s of life; Choices, Chances,
Changes. You must make a choice, to take
a chance, to make a better life through change.”
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