“A gossip is one who talks to you about others; a bore is
one who talks to you about himself; and a brilliant conversationalist is one
who talks to you about yourself.”
Lisa
Kirk, New York Journal American, March 9, 1954
REGRETS
Quote for Today - Monday November 11, 2013
“Regrets are as personal as fingerprints.”
Margaret Culkin Banning, “Living With
Regrets,” Readers Digest, October 1958
IS THAT ALL THERE IS?
TWO WOMEN WHO
HOVER IN MY MEMORY
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily for this 32nd Sunday in
Ordinary Time, C, “Is That All There Is?
Two Women Who Hover In My Memory.”
Today’s three readings, Machabees, Thessalonians, and Luke,
Old Testament and New Testament, challenge us to look at life and death, faith
and meaning, resurrection or nothingness.
Big topics!
Is this life all there is?
How many of us - at a funeral - or a sleepless night - or -
when we’re about to have a major operation think: “What happens if I die and
there is nothing after this?”
Then we laugh - or smirk inwardly: “Well if this is all there is, we’ll never
know till after we die and then we’ll never know.”
Uh oh! That triggers one more, “Uh oh!”
Doubts! We’re allowed to have them.
Doubts! In fact as wisdom figures often point out: if you don’t have them,
you’re not thinking.
Doubts! So they are real. They’re under different rocks
along the way - especially tomb stones.
And I would expect as we move towards the end of the year,
we should expect end of life questions.
We who live in the Northern Hemisphere, if we’re in a four
season locale, are reminded of these topics and themes by nature as well. The
trees along the roads and on our streets - announce with each parachuting leaf:
time is almost up. Neighbors who are neat are out there with their rakes and
black plastic bags. They are telling us: winter is coming. For some reason cemeteries
in November seem louder than usual. And sometimes we wonder if the obituary
column is longer around this time of the year than at other times.
TWO WOMEN
As priest - these questions pop up - perhaps - more in my
mind - than for other folks. The request to do a funeral - or to visit someone
who is dying - are part of a parish priest’s week. Before I came to Annapolis to do parish
priest work, I did quite a bit of parish missions. Part of that work was to
visit the sick of a parish - especially those who were homebound or in nursing
homes.
Two women still hover - keep lingering - in my memories - whenever I begin thinking
about these end of life issues - as well as when I drive down November or
December highways as we head towards the end of another year - church and
calendar years.
I met these two women in different states. For the sake of
privacy I’ll keep the first name of both these women anonymous.
The first woman lived in a farm house. A parishioner, a man
who brought me to see this lady, told me as we were getting out of the car that
the lady had about 2 months to live. We had asked the pastor to line up people
in the parish who know who the shut-ins were. The driver visited this couple
once a week and brought them communion.
Hearing him say, “two months to live” triggered an “Uh oh!”
in me.
The man knocked on the door. He then opened it and walked
right in. This told me that he had been
here many times. The woman was sitting right there on a couch. She was yellow.
She was filled with cancer. It was eating into her liver.
The woman told us that her husband was in the bedroom - not
feeling that well. He told her, “Relax! I’ll check him out.”
He then walked towards the back of the house to see her
husband. The idea was to give her some time
to chat and pray and be alone with me. We sat and talked. We sat and I
listened.
With a bit of nervousness - after she told me she didn’t
have much time left, I asked her, “Are you ready?”
She looked at me - as if surprised a priest would ask her such
a question.
Then she said directly and calmly. “Ready? In less than a month I’m going to see the
shining face of Jesus.”
Then she told me that Jesus has been the one who had been with her all these
days - loving her husband - raising the kids - dealing with cancer. “Jesus has
been with me all the days of my life.”
I breathed a sigh of relief.
When we were finished
I went to the back and asked her husband if he was well enough to have
communion with his wife - in the living room.
Then we went back to the front of the house and the four of
us joined hands in prayer. Then I broke the communion host in half - and gave
one half to her and the other half to her husband. That’s something I like to
do when I give communion to couples in a situation like this.
As we headed back to the car - I said to the guy doing the
driving, “Wow. What a neat couple. What serenity. What faith. What hope. What
trust.”
I’ll have never forgotten her face. It was shining!
The second woman whom I have never forgotten was in a
nursing home - in another state. The two priests in the parish asked me to see
her. For some reason, I sensed problems here. But they said nothing.
I went by myself. It
was quite a distance to the nursing home. They gave good directions. She was the
only Catholic in the nursing home.
She was in her room.
Her only question was, “Am I going to hell, Father?” She asked that
question at least 7 times in the first 7 minutes. A nurse’s aid in the corridor
heard the question and I could see her face wince.
I stayed for about 20 minutes. She didn’t hear me when I
said, “Jesus loves you. Jesus forgives you everything.” I didn’t know what else
to say, so I said words like that. They didn’t take. She kept with her, “Am I
going to hell, Father?”
I realized she had memory loss and was frozen in that one
question: “Am I going to hell?”
As I drove back I felt lonely. Helpless! I felt angst and
yuck.
That evening at supper, both priests asked me about my day
and the different nursing homes I visited. And then came the real question, “Did you see so and so?
Were you able to deal with her, ‘Am I going to hell?’ question.”
At that I felt they had the same feelings of disappointment.
They told me that she has been asking that same question of
every priest that goes to see her for over 7 years now.
We talked a bit more about all this. I have no idea what we
ate - only what was eating us - our wonderings if church or preachers - or family - who or what
- got her into this frozen lake of worry. We wondered if we or anyone could
have helped her back then sometime - before she got into this state.
By now she’s surely dead - and I’m assuming she’s laughing
with God.
Yet, to be totally
honest, let me say this: “Of course, I don’t know - really down deep - I don’t
know how all this works. I know the words and the teachings and the scripture
stories.”
She’s still alive for me - in that small nursing home -
somewhere there in the back of my mind.
And the obvious question: will this happen to me?
And the obvious question: have I done this to anyone?
And the obvious prayer: “Lord, make me an announcer of your
copious redemption.” That’s the motto and the charism of the community I belong
to - the Redemptorist Congregation in the Church.
Yes - that’s our motto - and I wince every time someone
says, “Redemptorists? Aren’t they the ones who used to preach fire and
brimstone sermons?”
And I respond: “I hope not. Our motto is, ‘Copiosa apud eum
redemptio.’ ‘With him there is fullness of
redemption.’”
So I hope I can preach that message to those who still have
their minds - and I pray for those in nursing homes or at home who are in the
November or December of their lives that they have serenity of Spirit - trusting in the Lord
walking with them if they begin to feel they are going through a dark valley.
GOSPEL
Ooops. Well, I better get to a conclusion - after talking
about conclusions - in this homily.
The title of my homily is: “Is That All There Is? Two Women Who Hover In My Memory.”
Today’s gospel can get us in touch with the reality that
some people think about these questions.
Some people think there is nothing after this life.
Some do.
Some people get nervous about second marriages - and what
happens if there is life after this? Will my first spouse be waiting for me and
say, “I thought ….?”
Today’s gospel tells us about the Sadducees - who use an old
anecdote about a woman who was married
to seven brothers. She buries them all off - so the question arises: “Who will be her husband if there is life
after death?”
It’s their way of challenging Jesus and anyone who believes
in resurrection after death.
Jesus tries to stretch their minds and their hopes by
telling those who will listen that they have no clue to what the next life is
all about. The next age will not be about marriage and re-marriage - but about
being celebrating eternal life with God and with all who have gone before us -
Moses, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob.
CONCLUSION
The title of my homily is: “Is That All There Is? Two Women Who Hover In My Memory.”
Right now I’m thinking of my sister Peggy who has just died.
I have faith that her life includes resurrection and eternal life. Being a
religious, I believe in Jesus’ promises about those who chose the kind of life
a religious nun or priest chooses has eternal value.
Having read today’s readings - I also suspect that triggered
Peggy Lee’s 1969 signature song: “Is That
All There Is?”
The song’s message compared to Jesus’ words about all that
is to come - seems empty and insipid. Peggy Lee’s refrain is, “If that’s all
there is, my friend, then let’s keep dancing, let’s break out the booze, and
have a ball.”
Peggy Lee near the end of her song says that if that’s all
there is, it will be disappointing. I was disappointed with the end of the song
- because I think Christianity - with the promises of Christ - urges us to live
life to the full - both now and for all eternity.
Interesting - in Greek theology - eternity is described as the perichoresis - from the two Greek words
- “peri” - “around” and “chorea” meaning dance - so heaven is the Great Dance
or the Divine Dance - in which all are invited into this great dance with the
Trinity. I picture my sister Peggy and all those who have gone before me - in
that dance - and so as Peggy Lee says, “let’s keep dancing” because this here
life is not all that there is. Amen.
OOOOOOOOOO
Painting on top: Mary Cassatt, Young Woman in Green Outdoors in the Sun, 1914
TELEPHONE CALLS
Quote for Today - Sunday - November 10, 2013
“Today the ringing of the telephone takes precedence over
everything. It reaches a point of terrorism, particularly at dinnertime.”
Nieles
Diffrient, New York Times, October 16,1986
Comment: Notice this comment was made before cell phones got really ringing and singing.
HINDSIGHT
Quote for Today - Saturday - November 9, 2013
“Hindsight is an exact science.”
Guy Bellamy, The Sinner’s Congregation,
Secker and Warburg, 1984
IN BOLD PRINT
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily for this 31 Friday in Ordinary Time
is: “In Bold Print.”
In today’s first reading from Romans 15: 14-21 - Paul says,
“I have written to you rather boldly.” I
am familiar with another translation which said, “I have written to you rather
boldly in parts of this letter.”
I was imagining if Paul had a computer - would he write his
heavy messages with BOLD print - or a bigger font - or underline key points.
If he printed out his message would he magic mark in yellow
or pink or blue - his key passages.
People do that with their Bibles. They go through it with
magic markers. I’ve also often wondered if that makes a message stronger for
people.
Some people go crazy with people who mark up books - who
underline sentences or words - or put exclamation points or question marks.
I love it - SOMETIMES - I put that in capitals - and in bold
print - when people mark up Bibles and I pick it up. It tells me about what hits other
people. It tells me about people.
BACK TO THE TITLE
The title of my homily is, “In Bold Print.”
Picture the following scenario.
Adriana goes out to eat with her family to a local
restaurant - and there is a whole plate of roasted asparagus on the table.
Now Adriana loves asparagus.
She asks for a “doggy bag” which now are Styrofoam
containers and she brings home her treasure.
From experience she knows that her stuff sometimes gets stolen out of
the refrigerator. So she gets a purple Sharpie Pen and puts on the Styrofoam contained
in Big Letters: “This belongs to Adriana. DO NOT TOUCH. DO NOT TAKE!”
Then she puts duct tape on the container. Then she puts that
in a paper bag - with her name on the brown paper bag. “THIS BELONGS TO
ADRIANA! DO NOT TAKE!!!!!!!”
She wakes up the next morning - and heads down to the
refrigerator - with a smile on her face - ready for her roasted asparagus.
It’s gone. It’s missing. She starts screaming. “Who took my
asparagus.”
Her older brother says, “Oh that was yours. I came home last
night and spotted it in the fridge and it was delicious. Thanks.”
She says, “Can’t you read, you moron?”
He says, “You’ll get over it!”
BACK TO MY TITLE
The title of my homily is, “In Bold Print!”
Get yourself a Bible. Get yourself a good yellow highlighter
or Magic Marker in yellow or pink. Go through the Bible on a regular basis and
high light words and texts and stories that grab you.
Maybe someone will discover your Bible 10 years after you
die at the age of 95 and they get a glimpse of what grabbed you in life.
CONCLUSION:
TODAY’S GOSPEL
For example, today’s gospel talks about a guy who is very clever in giving
people breaks so that if and when he is fired, he will have people he was good
to hire him.
Jesus is not telling people to be dishonest, but to use
their cleverness for the right reasons - to make life sweeter and better for
each other.
That might be something someone would highlight or put in
bold print! Amen.
FAMILY FACES
Quote for Today - November 8, 2013
“Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who
belong to us, we see the past, present and future.”
Gail Lumet Buckley, “The Hornes: An American Family, Knopf, 1986
Picture: My sister Peg at her 50th Anniversary as an IHM Sister.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
DOWN THE ROAD
Quote for Today - November 7, 2013
"God made the world round so we would never be able to see too far down the road." Isak Dinesen, recalled on her death, September 7, 1962
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
IT’S A BANQUET
Oh you didn’t know that….
Well, pull up a chair
and let me tell you
about my sister….
Better - first get off
your chair and start
serving tables
and then you’ll discover
the mysteries Jesus
discovered in sharing
bread and wine - washing feet
and being in communion
with one another - okay
sometimes life will break
you, but you’ll meet the
mysterious surprises
that come to all those
who make sure
everyone has their
daily bread - and
then
surprise you’ll celebrate -
because the message is:
After it's all over, you can have your
cake and eat it. Amen.
Andy Costello, Reflections,
Nov. 6, 2013
Photo from Sister St. Monica
Costello's 50th Anniversary as
an I. H. M. Sister.
PEGGY DIED IN NOVEMBER
Peggy died last night at 11:30 - November 5, 2013 - 75 years
of age.
Is any time a good time to die? Of course - but then again, it all depends.
November - with all its leaves - falling to the ground -
first bright red and yellow - then we spot some orange and some maroon - lovely leaves - then some turning slowly to brown crumbling leaves on
the ground - each one - not a bad image of a person dying - different colors -
different beauty - here - there -
everywhere around our world.
November - the month we Catholics pray for our dead -
starting with November 1 - All Saints Day - and then November 2 - All Souls
Day.
November - so it’s not a bad month to die - with leaves and
grave stones - crumble, crumble, on the ground - from which we came. Yet tough, tough, tough at times ....
November - so when each November rolls around - we who knew
Peggy - will remember with tears and smiles - Peggy - or Sister St. Monica - as her Immaculate Heart of
Mary nun name was - all through her religious life.
At the wake, at the funeral, we’ll tell our stories - our
memories - our take on Peggy, a. k. a. Monica - the places she served - many -
the kids she taught - many - the Sisters she was stationed with - many - the
schools she ran - several - the service she provided - lots noticed and much unnoticed -
the love she gave - cherished.
My sister Mary, my brother Billy, and I were blessed to
have such a great sister. The Immaculate Heart of Mary Sisters of Scranton, Pennsylvania,
were also blessed to have such a great sister and friend.
My mom and dad - and all our loved ones who have gone before
us - continue celebrating the Kingdom
of God - together - with the Lord and Redeemer of us all. Thanks for everything, Peggy - and then some more -and then the eternal more and more after that. We'll be with you. Amen. P.S. If any young lady is interested in a great life of service - my sister Peggy needs to be replaced - contact the I.H.M. Sisters of Scranton, Pennsylvania.
MEDITATION
Quote for Today - November 6, 2013
"Sleep is the best meditation." Dalai Lama, People Magazine, September 10, 1979 Comments: And how often - when meditating - people fall asleep. Notice the simplicity of the comment - the letting go - called "sleep". Some call it a "Mini-Death!"
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
A TASTE OF THE KINGDOM
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily or reflection for this 31st
Tuesday in Ordinary Time is: “A Taste of the Kingdom.”
LIKE BEING IN A
SUPERMARKET ….
At times - Jesus is like those folks in Giant or Safeway -
Wegmans or Grauls - who stand there - usually in the back section of the
supermarket - and they have a tray of tasty delights - samples - on aluminum
foil. “Want to try one!”
It’s a bite of beef wrapped in bacon - with a special sauce
- or a new cookie - or caramel covered popcorn or what have you. Try it! You’ll
like it.
Try it and buy it.
JESUS - TRY IT
Jesus stands there inviting folks to try the Kingdom. Try
loving your enemies. Try not judging - or throwing rocks. Try going the extra
mile. Try turning the other cheek. Try settling differences while on the way
with others - especially those we don’t like. It’s easy to forgive those we get
along with.
Jesus gives us a taste of the Kingdom. Its entrance has a
narrow door - and most seem to take the
broad way. Jesus is saying, “Take a peek. Sneak into the Kingdom. See yourself
walking in discipleship with Jesus. Feel the change in your face skin - with a
neat smile - an ease that surprises you - that makes you feel beautiful
inwardly and outwardly.”
Taste and see.
TODAY’S FIRST READING: ROMANS 12:
5B-16B
Paul tells us in today’s first reading - “Hey, even though
we’re many - we’re one. We’re one body
- even though we are so, so diverse. Don’t think division. Think unity.
Paul tells us we don’t have to have it all - do it all. We
can work together and watch how that works - how that floats - how that tastes.
It really does. Notice some are good at challenging - being prophetic - some
are good at teaching - some are good at ministry - some are diligent - some are very generous -
some are great for bringing mercy into messy situations - some are great as
cheerleaders.
Taste Paul’s list of important ingredients for the human
story: hospitality, providing hope, joy and generosity. And did you notice that
last one: “Have the same regard for one another; do not be haughty [i.e., the
high and the mighty] but associate with
the lowly”?
But notice when we hear today’s gospel - spot that Jesus
knows the human tendency to make excuses. We think those 3 little words that
block and stop so many new life steps:
“But what if ….?”
There is something in us that doesn’t want to taste the Kingdom of God - that doesn’t want to really be in
the Kingdom.
The block might be laziness, fear, suspecting there’s no fun - it’s
all bleak - if we seek the Kingdom
of God.
TODAY’S GOSPEL -
LUKE 14:15-24 - EXCUSES, EXCUSES
So we make the excuses - excuses - excuses. In today's gospel, that’s what Jesus is telling us that some people do.
So Jesus says, okay, I’ll call others into the kingdom.
CONCLUSION
Here’s a mind twisting thought. I used to think that the
poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame - whom Jesus calls next - were
others. Then I realized it’s me. Jesus
is calling me: poor, crippled, blind and lame brained, excuse making, me.
Get a taste of that reverse thinking of Jesus.
We’re it. Here we are in this banquet hall called “a
church”.
See Mass as a banquet, a meal, a gathering of lots of folks
- who are here to be strengthened by our daily bread - served by some folks up
here in the back of the store. Then all go forth out the front door of this
church - and go back into our world - working together to make the Kingdom
come. Amen.
BETTER IS COMING
Quote for Today - November 5, 2013
"Always in black spirituals there's that promise that things are going to be better, by and by." Maya Angelou, in an interview with Bill Moyers, Public Affairs Television, 1989
Monday, November 4, 2013
BRIDGES
IN THE DISTANCE
There is something about bridges ….
Sometimes they shake - evoking
memories of past moments on the
other side of some place distant -
down there on the other side
of the inside of something forgotten
or something about another that
we just - really - don’t understand.
They hint at hesitation - or maybe even
the need to stop - or to turn back to
some safer place than going ahead.
There is something about bridges….
We see them just ahead of us -
through the front windshield of our car -
but we also have an eye on what’s
behind - what’s in our rear view mirror….
There is something about bridges ….
We know they can help us to get
to a new place in a relationship -
or a situation - so we don’t make
the U-turn. We reach out to the other
with a call or with a handshake -
that ancient bridge made of flesh
and hope. We talk to ourselves:
"Maybe we can make the crossing
and arrive at each other - at their
elsewhere or their take on something -
a place we’ve never been to or
we’ve never realy understood - but maybe this time we can bridge the difference and arrive at place called 'Understanding! or 'Peace!'"
Quote for Today - November 4, 2013 "Please, I would like to ask all those who have positions of responsibility in economic, political and social life, and all men and women of good will: Let us be 'protectors' of creation, protectors of God's plan inscribed in nature, protectors of one another and the environment. Let us not allow omens of destruction and death to accompany the advance of this world." Pope Francis. I found this quote on page 112 in Forbes Magazine, dated, April 15, 2013 Picture on top - taken from on line for the Christian Science Monitor. Video - seen my millions - on YouTube
Sunday, November 3, 2013
AMAZEMENT AT
THE ALL IN THE SMALL
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily is, “Amazement At The All In The
Small.”
It’s a thought that hit me from the opening sentence of
today’s first reading from the Book of
Wisdom. Here it is again: “Before the Lord the whole universe is as a grain from a balance [or a scale in the marketplace] or a drop of morning dew come down upon the earth.”
That’s an intriguing - as well as an amazing - comment. I
think of it when I see that morning water glaze on the front windshield of my car. I think of it
when I see one of those tiny little hour glasses - better minute glasses - you
see in kitchens for timing eggs - or those little plastic ones that tell us how much time one has in a board game.
Sand and dew …. being compared to our universe. I’m sure you heard the comment by the scientist, Carl Sagan, who said,
“If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the
universe?” I was always amazed at that comment - when I see apples or an
apple pie - as well as why Carl Sagan didn’t believe in God as I believe.
We don’t know how far out the universe goes. This comment,
this text from the Book of Wisdom,
was written probably around 150 to 175 B.C. What was their sense of the size of
the universe back then? What will telescopes 50,000 years from now - or space
adventures - show us - how big this universe - or universes are?
We’ve all seen tiny grains of sand in our shoes or a single
lady bug on a blouse or one of those tiny book bugs in an old book - just
moving and moping along.
How does God see? What does God see? Does God see me - when
there are around 7.2 billion people in the world - and billions have gone
before us - and billions are to come?
Does God see me? Does God know me? Is God amazed at me?
The title of my homily is, “Amazement At The All In The
Small.”
Does God know how many grains of sand there are at Rehoboth Beach, Maryland
- or specks of dust there are in the Smithsonian in Washington or blades of grass there are in Camden Yards?
I would hope my homily evokes amazement - at life - at God -
at creation - and we praise God - give God the glory for life - for the all -
the small as well as the big all around
us.
ANTHONY DRAGONETTI
I like to use the example of a short guy, a man I met, named, Anthony Dragonetti, of Trenton, New
Jersey. He’s now long dead. I was in his house once after giving a
Communion Breakfast Talk in his parish -
Saint Joachim’s in Trenton,
New Jersey. We were sitting in his living room. Off to the side was a
cabinet of Boehm Birds. They were porcelain birds about 6 to 8 inches high on
glass shelves.
I asked him what they were and he said he made them - at
Boehm Birds near Trenton.
He stood up, opened up the glass door of the cabinet that held about 15 Boehm
birds. He took one out and handed it to me to check out. It was light,
colorful, realistic. I asked him how much one of these cost. He said, “That
particular one sells for about $1400.”
I nervously handed it back to him immediately.
I’m sure we’ve seen small bird figurines in homes worth that
- or worth about $4 dollars. Which one is
more important: the 4 dollar one or the 1400 dollar one? Would it make a
difference if we knew the back story on how each bird got there in the first
place?
As I handed it back to him I thought of Jesus’ words, “You
are worth more than a whole flock of sparrows.” I added in my brain: “You are
worth more than a whole cabinet of Boehm Birds.”
A short time after that I was driving past a November corn
field and a whole flock - a couple of hundred real life little birds - were
making spins and turns - in an afternoon sky - turns more amazing than the Blue
Angels over Annapolis.
Amazement…..
Sometimes I walk down a street and I see a dead bird - not
that often - but a dead bird - and it amazes me. What happened? Do birds hide
when they are to die of old age or what have you?
We are surrounded by amazing sights all around us.
Do we see how God sees? Do we see what God sees? Do I see what’s all around me?
BABIES - YOUNG AND OLD
Aren’t we amazed at babies’ fingers and toes? Aren’t we amazed at 75 year old marathon
runners? Aren’t we amazed at painters
and violinists and music makers?
Yesterday afternoon I noticed the tears in a bridegroom’s eyes at his wedding when an aunt read out the name of his father who had died 4 or 5
years ago of cancer - and his dad wasn’t bodily present at his son’s wedding
today.
Yesterday morning I noticed the tears in a widow’s eyes - during the funeral of her husband - who just died of cancer.
Do we see another’s tears? When was the last time I shed a
tear? What happened? What was it about? Did anyone notice it? Did I talk to
anyone about what was happening?
Tears - drops of dew - a grain of sand - a babies pinky or
little toes - the wrinkles in a great grandmother’s smile as we celebrate her
95th birthday …. Do I have a sense of amazement at the all in the
small?
DANNY DEVITO - A
LITTLE GUY
I always loved the scene in the Danny DeVito - Billy
Crystal movie, “Throw Momma From the Train” when Owen, Danny DeVito - asks
Billy Crystal if he wants to see his coin collection. Surprise he opens up a
floor board and takes out a box of regular coins - nickels and quarters and a penny. He tells Billy Crystal where he got each coin - change from a day
with his dad when they got a hot dog - change from a moment with his dad took him to see Peter, Paul and Mary - or Martin and Lewis and his dad gave him the change.
It gives a completely different take on life and coin
collections - and the small things we have and have saved.
What mementos do I have around my house that remind me of my
dad and mom, brother or sister or who have you?
Next time we’re visiting someone in a nursing home or
regular home - ask them about their little stuff - and see their sense of
amazement - and catch your amazement at the stuff people save and collect.
ZACCHAEUS - THE
LITTLE GUY IN THE TREE
If we hear the gospels carefully - we’ll notice that Jesus
noticed the birds of the air and the lilies of the field. Jesus noticed that
someone touched the hem of his garment
to be healed. He noticed merchants in the market place - who were generous and
who were not.
In today’s gospel he spots a little guy in a tree and Jesus
invites himself into that little guys house for dinner. Amazement.
And then there are those who see the small - but miss the
big picture - because they are picky-picky-picky about things like that - and
they blast Jesus for eating with sinners. Horrible.
A message that could be - without my parents - obviously -
but also without God - this me would not be me.
A message could be - that Jesus wants to sit down and eat with little old me.
A message could be - to be amazed that Jesus knows me -
little old me - and he doesn’t mind my sins or shortcomings - just my
willingness to be generous and to grow - and help the poor - and can I say that
I can express amazement tog God as I say to Him, “Do you mean to say, ‘You know
I exist?’” and hear his loud, “Yes,” his loud, Amen.”
CONCLUSION
The title of my homily is, “Amazement At The All In The
Small.”
Mass is a good time - to see the round - thin - small piece
of bread - held up for all to see and to see Jesus the giver of all good things - the Lord of Universe and
kingdom to come - in it - and in me when I am in communion with him. The small
can be all.
To requote and reframe an earlier quote from this homily:
“If you want to make bread, have Eucharist, from scratch, you must first have
God the Creator of the Universe.”
Mass is a good time to express amazement - and gratitude -
and a sense of giving God the glory for it all - in the small and the tall, in
the big and in the little - amazed that
God is aware of it all - no matter how small we can be. Amen.
NATURE IS NEVER
A STALE DONUT
WITH A HOLE IN IT
Quote for Today - November 3, 2013 "What nature delivers to us is never stale. Because what nature creates has eternity in it." Isaac Bashevis Singer, in an article by Richard Burgh, New York Times Magazine, November 26, 1978