COMPARISONS
The title, topic, and theme of my homily for this 22 Friday in Ordinary Time is,
“Comparisons.”
A life skill we all need is, “How To Deal With
Comparisons.”
It’s a life skill we need as little kids – when a brother
or sister or another gets a bigger piece of cake – or a corner piece of cake
with more frosting.
It’s a life skill we all need as little old people when
we’re shrinking or have more wrinkles or health problems than others.
It’s a life skill we need when others are talking about
their wonderful kids or grandkids – their successes, their salaries, their
status in life – and our kids – well, a few of them we consider unmentionable.
Comparisons…. Comparisons …. Comparisons ….
And then there’s death…. Sometimes they are a blessing
compared to other’s; sometimes they feel like a curse.
God help me learn to deal with comparisons.
TODAY’S GOSPEL
Today’s gospel- Luke 5: 33-39 - has the scribes – they’re the ones with
the education – and the Pharisees – they’re the picky, picky religious perfect
ones. Today they are about to nit pick on Jesus. They are comparing John the Baptist’s
disciples and their disciples to his disciples. They are sliding in the innuendo
that Jesus disciples are having too good a time in life – and they don’t fast
and pray enough.
Comparisons…. Comparisons …. Comparisons….
So Jesus throws them a comparison right back into their talk and thinking patterns, “Can you make the wedding guests fast while the bridegroom is with them?”
Translation: Lighten up turkeys. Lighten up! Celebrate!
Then he says, “Okay there will be days when it’s time to
fast – when the bridegroom is gone – but not now, turkeys.”
Picture a sweet wedding celebration on a Saturday in September. Then picture people showing up with Ash
Wednesday ashes on. It doesn't compute.
Then Jesus compares old cloth and new cloth – old wine
and new wine – old wine skins and new wine skins.
The new is the new and the old is the old.
Sometimes one is better than the other.
Think turkeys, think.
Sometimes one is better than the other.
Think turkeys, think.
Comparisons …. Comparisons …. Comparison ….
I once heard a series of talks by a well-known Catholic
speaker. He kept saying in talk after talk after talk that life is a
battle. Every day we got to wake up and enter the battlefield.
I finally raised my hand. I asked him, “Do you really see
every day as a battle?”
He answered, “Everyday!”
So I said, “I don’t agree with you. I don’t agree
with your metaphor, your comparison - and how you see life.”
I think of Father Al Rush – an old priest I used to work
with – who often said, “Andy, I don’t think God wants life to be as tough, tough,
tough – rough, rough, rough – as some people make it.”
COMPARISONS CAN
CRUSH
Comparisons can crush.
Comparisons can cut.
Comparisons can also be creative.
Comparisons can cut.
Comparisons can also be creative.
The house next door can have a great lawn – and a good
paint job – and some nice Japanese Maple Trees and hedges and flowers – and my
place can be a mess. If my neighbor’s property gets me to do some yard work –
getting me and my lawns - front and back – in better shape – along with my tummy –
great.
If it gets me complaining – tearing him or her or them
down – then not so great.
Comparisons can crush.
Comparisons can cut.
A priest once told me that he was standing in the back of the church – ready to proceed down the aisle for the Mass. The Cantor and Singer welcomes everyone. Then she asked everyone to silence all electronic devices. Then she said, “Our celebrant is __________” At that, hearing the priest’s name, someone said rather loud, “Oh no!”
Comparisons can cut.
A priest once told me that he was standing in the back of the church – ready to proceed down the aisle for the Mass. The Cantor and Singer welcomes everyone. Then she asked everyone to silence all electronic devices. Then she said, “Our celebrant is __________” At that, hearing the priest’s name, someone said rather loud, “Oh no!”
How’s that for a comparison that cut and crushed.
LAST NIGHT –
PEACE
Last night at St. John Neumann there was a service for
peace.
Some lady afterwards said, “Where was everybody? How come
the kids weren’t here? How come their parents weren’t here?”
I said, “Jesus said, ‘Feed the sheep. Don’t count the
sheep!'”
I didn’t go much further in our at the back on the way
out of church conversation – but I wondered if that was her life – always comparing what
is with what isn’t. Does this cause her regular agita of the soul.
Envy is wanting what the other person has: looks, car,
kids, spouse, beautiful skin, clothes, property, you name it. Underneath envy
is comparisons. Comparing myself to what
another has. I want that.
It’s at the underneath of war – and world problems.
It’s at the underneath of why there is a lack of peace.
Jealousy is wanting to hold on to, protect, what I have
and not wanting to lose it to another.
At the bottom of that is also comparisons.
Envy and jealousy and comparisons – all have to be put on
the table for discussion when it comes to war and peace.
CONCLUSION
Comparisons can crush and they can be creative.
In the meanwhile: the question – Am I a happy camper?
I think that’s a key life question: “Am I a happy camper?”
Be who you is, because if you be who you ain't, then you ain't
who you is.
Be where you is, because if you be where you’re not, then
you’re not where you is.
And one last great
secret of happiness from Thornton Wilder.
Haven’t we gone out to supper with others, who don’t
enjoy their meal because our meal – on our plate looks better.
Well a character in Thornton Wilder’s play, The Skin of our Teeth, 1942, Act 1, says a line I love, “My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it’s on your plate that’s my philosophy.”
It’s also my theology.
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