Monday, December 31, 2018


December 31, 2018



TAPE THE CONVERSATION

The next time you have a fight,
tape your yelling at each other.

Then watch the tape. Listen to
how each of you wants to be first.

Who me? Yes you. What are you saying?
It’s a game we all play - wanting to win.

Then laugh at each other - because
not listening is a lose - lose game.

Okay now:  Who goes first?


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


GOD  KNOWS  REJECTION

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this last day of 2018 is, “God knows rejection.”

I never heard it put that way - but God knows rejection.

At least that’s what we hear in today’s readings.

In the first reading from 1 John we hear about anti-Christs as well as not being approved - that is, being rejected.

In today’s gospel we have a summary of the whole gospel of John. We hear a key message that Jesus came to his own,  but his own received him not.

What was that like: to be rejected by one’s own people?

REJECTION FROM EACH OTHER

If there is a book out there: Life for Dummies - it has to have a chapter on rejection.

To be human is to be rejected at times. To learn how to deal with rejections is a good skill to have.

The first born kid experiences approval - especially if he’s a boy. Everyone loves the sight and the gift of a new born baby. So there is amazement, wonder, appreciation, and photos -  lots of photos - probably more than in the past with cell phones.

Not too much rejection yet….

Then surprise - in time - he or she finds out mom and dad are pregnant with number 2. He or she was king or queen up to then. They were the only child. Then with glimpses of possible rejection or another moving in on our approval ratings, a little person might let out their first “Uh oh!” or “Oh no!”

Kids go to school  and learn a lot - and they experience lots of things - and probably perceptions of rejection from teachers and other kids.

So growing up includes lots of learning experiences  from family - from the playground - from school - from sharing. One experiences  recognition as well as rejection.

I played baseball for the Bay Ridge Robins. I was in grammar school.  My oldest brother played first base for the older Bay Ridge Robins. I made the team - but only got on the field for one out for the whole season.  The manager played his younger brother instead of me.

It was only up from there.

Teens  experience rejection from elders, friends, girl-friend - boy-friend stuff.

So most people discover what they are good in and what they lack skill in - while at school, sports, clubs, college, jobs,  relationships.

There is a tendency in a lot of us to focus on the negative - the rejections more than the acceptance slips.

So we learn acceptance and rejection - approval and rejection - from teachers, from other associates, from strangers - all from those we meet on the different circuits of life.

SO  TOO GOD

God gets rejected by lots of people in lots of situations  - yawns, distractions, what have you.

Does God say to lots of people, “Thanks a lot for lots of yawns and rejections and distractions? I get it.”

If we are visible and we experience rejection - how much more - the invisible God?

CONCLUSION: THE GOOD NEWS

John in today’s gospel says for those who accept Jesus - accept God -  we get - the power to become the children of God.

It’s the same with others.  If we accept others, expect blessings.  If we shut up and listen to others - we discover it’s  wonderful when we experience the after effects of honoring -  respecting - another in our life. So too God. Amen.


December 31, 2018 - 

Thought for today: 


“When God lets me into heaven, I think I’ll ask to go off in a corner somewhere for half an hour and sit down and cry because the strain is off, the work is done, and I haven’t been unfaithful or disloyal, all these needs that I have known are in the hands of Providence and I don’t have to worry any longer who’s at the door, whose breadbox is empty, whose baby is sick, whose house is shaken and discouraged, and whose children can’t read.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna


Sunday, December 30, 2018


 December 30, 2018

GRUDGE

Grudges come in all kinds of shapes 
and sizes - but what I look at is its weight.

How much does this grudge weigh?

If it’s over 50 pounds do I really want
to carry it on my back for a long time?

Do I realize how much energy grudges cost?

I know a son who is carrying a grudge agains
his dad for about three years now. That’s crazy.

I know three daughters who won’t forgive
their mom - and this has been for 11 years.

Being a priest and hearing these stories,
I say,  “Drop the stone - and feel nothing.”

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


FAMILY: 
SPEAKING  OF  WALLS

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Holy Family Sunday is, ‘Family: Speaking of Walls.”

We need walls and we need open spaces.

Anybody who grew up in a family business like a restaurant knows that the family business needs a sign for their front door - with a message on each side. One side: “Open” and the other side, “Closed” - and they need to know when to use both.

There is a scripture text: “It’s not good to be alone.”

But sometimes - it’s good to be alone - to take a walk - to breathe - to go figure - and then come  home again.

America’s poet, Robert Frost, who can be cold, in his poem Mending Walls, gives a good  summary of the pro’s and cons of walls.

One man wants to repair the stone wall that separates his property from another man. Both meet every Spring to check out their wall.

The second man wonders why they need a wall in the first place. If they had cows, he could see a good reason, but they have trees. The first man always says “Good fences make good neighbors.”  The other man asks, “Why do they make good neighbors?’

Robert Frost  reflects, “Before I’d build a wall - I’d ask what I’m walling in and walling out.” Everyone is both those men. We have within us the need for walls and the need to break down walls. And everyone should ask themselves, “Before I’d build a wall - I’d ask to know what I’m walling in and walling out.”

I think Holy Family Sunday and the beginning and ending of a year, we should look at our family and look at our walls.

AH SWEET HOME

After a long day, we often long for the four walls of the front seat of our car or back seat in a bus as we head for home.

Ah sweet home….

To come through the garage door or the front door and close it and go into our house and make the sound, “Phew.”

To hear the question: “How was your day?”

How was your day? How was your week? How was your Christmas this year? How was 2018?  How do you want 2019 to be?  How’s your life going?

Whom do you talk to? Whom do you feel at home with? Who listens to you? Whom do you listen to?  Who opens up to you? Who closes you down?  Who gives you space?  Who gives you quiet? Who gives you great conversations?  Who turns off the TV and listens to thee?  Who turns the TV on so you  can watch favorite programs with?

Answers to these questions are often in the safe - called our skull - or our brain.

Hopefully our sweet home is a place where we can be ourselves - our best self - but  sometimes we are our worst self and we want walls to hide behind.

Hopefully our home is a home of love for one another and not a home where we condemn each other - as we heard about in today’s second reading from  1 John.

TWO CHINESE PROVERBS

“Nobody’s family can hang out the sign, ‘Nothing the matter here.’”

“Better be kind at home than burn incense in a far place.”

That far place could be church.  We all know that church goers can be crummy family members - but hopefully church - makes us all better family members.

THREE  QUOTES  FROM  THREE  NOVELISTS 

Jane Austen [1775-1817], in Emma [1815] chapter 18:  “Nobody who has not been in the interior of a family can say what the difficulties of any individual of that family may be.”

Charles Dickens  [1812-1870], in David Copperfield, chapter 28 writes,  “Accidents will occur in the best-regulated families.”

Leo Tolstoi [1828-1910] in  Anna Karenia [1875-1877] writes, “Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

LOOKING AND LISTENING  AND READING EACH OTHER

Looking back at my parents - I was blessed - because they were wonderful.

My dad took us to the park each Sunday to give my mom a break.

But looking back my dad was a big introvert.  When I look at old black and white family pictures I find myself wondering and wishing I knew what was behind my dad’s skull walls. He just happened to be an introvert. Life.

I find myself talking a lot with my last sister - who knew a lot more about my dad than I did.

She gave my sister Peggy’s Eulogy 5 years ago and I sat there hearing the wonderful story that I never knew: my dad would take my sister Peggy by bus from 62nd Street to 95 Street in Brooklyn - get her an ice cream  - and then they would walk back together. I didn’t know that. She was able to get on the other side of that wall - of my dad- that I really never got through.

I had gone away to the seminary and missed out on a lot of family stuff. But it’s a joy now to find out stuff I missed.

How about you?  What is your family like? What are you like? What do you like?

Walls have doors.  People have all kinds of phones.  What walls do you need to get through - especially if people are still alive?

Are there any walls that need to be breeched? I love a verse in a
a poem by Edwin Markham:

“He drew a circle that shut me out.
Heretic, rebel a thing to flout
But love, and I had the will to win.
We drew a circle and took him in.”

I love the sign at the Taize Monastery in France.

“All you who enter here
Be reconciled
The Father with his son
The husband with his wife
The believer with the unbeliever.
The Christian with his separated brother.”

That should  be on the wall of every home and every human being.

CONCLUSION

The title of my homily was, “Family: Speaking of Walls.”

In today’s gospel Jesus was separated, lost, from Mary and Joseph and then they started looking for him and when they found him, they told him, “Where have you been. We missed you.”

Is there anyone in your family that is missing from your life?

And most people will say yes. In 2019, if something can be done about opening that door in that wall, knock.

And I always add, “It could make things worse.”

Always remember e.e. cummings words, “Be of love a little more careful than anything.


December 30, 2018 - 


Thought for today: 


“I really believe that every person is a revelation of God - the joy of God, the love of God. I feel that the human person on the street is the appearance of Jesus Christ consumed with human needs. Christ is in the wretched person, as well as the young person, the young woman or the young child. Their smile is so fresh, like a bud or an open flower that speaks of the wealth of the plant beneath the surface. And that wealth is God.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna

Saturday, December 29, 2018




INROAD

We’re lost when dealing with
so and so. We wish we knew
of an inroad to their mind or
heart - what makes them tick -
what would get them to tell us
what they really want. But
we see the signs in their face: 
CONSTRUCTION AHEAD, SLOW, 
STOP, CLOSED, UNDER REPAIR. 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


December 29, 2018 


Thought for today: 


“The poor can't  lift themselves up by their bootstraps because they have no boots.” 


Words  of  Wisdom from 
Father  Horace  McKenna

Friday, December 28, 2018


HOLY   INNOCENTS


INTRODUCTION

The title of my reflection is: Holy Innocents.

This is a reflection for today: the feast of the Holy Innocents.

We know the story: Herod heard that there was a new born baby boy born in our midst - someone who might take over his power - someone who might take over his prominence - so he calls for the death of all new born baby boys - two years old or younger.

WE KNOW THE STORY

We know the story: number 1’s  don’t like to become number 2’s or 222,222’s.

We know the story: we are neither holy - nor are we innocent.

We know the story: there is always someone better in our midst - someone who will get the job - or the end piece of the birthday care - the piece with more icing - or the end piece of the meatloaf - if that’s the piece we love and have our eye on - or the donut with the raspberry filling.

We know the story: someone always gets better cards or a better roll of the dice in life.

We know the story: someone is always smarter than us - or finds algebra easier - or does the homework - and we didn’t - and so we cheat - making us once neither holy or innocent.

So people abort - babies - we can’t afford the cost - or do the extra for one more kid in our midst.

So people cut down those at work or school or life - who do the more - and we do the less.

When we’re babies we don’t know these things. We’re holy. We’re innocent.  But in time - we start to spot things we don’t like.  We don’t like to stand on line and see others get ahead of us.

What was our first awareness of sin or unfairness or me-first-ism?

What was our first sin?

Was it selfishness?

Was it jealousy?

Was it grabbing the other kids’ toys or dolls or candy or coins on the other kids desk?

When did we make our first real confession - telling God - telling a priest in a dark box - that we didn’t do what our mom or dad asked us to do - just a simple chore?   We wanted what we wanted when we wanted it. We didn’t want to be bothered when we wanted to watch our favorite TV cartoons.

THE READINGS FOR THIS FEAST OF THE HOLY INNOCENTS

When did we realize that today’s first reading is about us: we found it hard to admit we are not innocent - but when we did admit we can be selfish and sinful - we can be healed. [1 John, 5-2, 2]

When was the first time we said, “I did it! I lied. I sinned. I was wrong.”

Does every first child - have Herod feelings - when their parents come home with a new born baby?  Uh oh! I’m about to lose some of my privileges?

When was the first time we saw another look at us and forgive us - because they understood non-innocence- they too had made mistakes - they too learned that Jesus died to deal with all this messy side of life.

Jesus didn’t sleep perfectly every night. He knew darkness - and people who sinned.

Jesus knew morning and light - holiness and innocence.

CONCLUSION

And Mary and Joseph heard the screams of innocent children being slaughtered on their way out of Israel as they headed for Egypt - knowing they will probably hear the same sounds there in Egypt - that their ancestors heard a thousand years earlier before they escaped towards the ever illusive promised land.


December 28, 2018


NICHE

We walk around the room 
till we find a place of rest - 
our niche - but not for the 
rest of the evening - but for now - 
like life …. Sometimes here. 
Sometimes there. Sometimes 
anywhere. We have drink in hand - 
and hors d’oeuvres in the other …. 
our ears open for possible words …. 
connections - conversations. 
Phew …. All alone …. I really don’t 
know anyone in this room.  We’re okay 
for a while - for the time being. Then …. 
we have to move towards the tables. 
There’s more …. There’s always more.
Different people …. Different takes ….
We look at our watch. Next niche….

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


December 28, 2018 

Thought for today: 


“You can't talk  to  a person about his or her soul if that person has no food.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna

Thursday, December 27, 2018

December 27, 2018


MISTAKE

Mistakes: yep, I make them.
Procrastinatiion, rushing,
laziness, overestimating,
underestimating, or I find
I didn’t listen, or I left one
step out. The solution is
not to say “I’m sorry” but
to get it right the next time.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


December 27, 2018 

Thought for today: 

“In the old days, we would go out in pairs and take care of the Widow Jones who had no bread or the Widow Smith whose rent was due. But now, the poor are a swarm all around us. We can't go out to them. How could you go to sixty homes? How could you go everywhere at once? We have to be ready when they come to us.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna

Wednesday, December 26, 2018



“GRR” THE SOUND
OF REMEMBERED ANGER


INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily is, “’GRR….’ The Sound of Remembered Anger.”

G R R - “Grr” the sound of remembered anger.

What inner sounds do we make when so and so enters the room?”

“Grr” is one such sound.

ST. STEPHEN

Today is the feast of St. Stephen….  As we heard in today’s first reading from the Acts of the Apostles, when St. Stephen walked into a crowd,  some people got angry. [Cf. Acts 6: 8-10, 7, 54-59.]

Acts puts it this way: “When they heard this, they were infuriated, and they ground their teeth at him.”  They got angry at what he was saying in public in his preaching.  He was making Jesus sounds - preaching Jesus words - especially about forgiving one another.

In today’s gospel from Matthew 10:17-22, we hear about people hating Jesus and anyone who tells  his good news.

Notice the first two letters of the word “ground” or “grind”: “Gr”.

The title of my homily is, “’GRR….’ The Sound of Remembered Anger.”

NOTICE YOUR TEETH

Notice jaws. Notice teeth. Notice when we make the “Grr” sound.

There are people who annoy us. There are people whom we bother.

Catch what your mouth does when people who annoy us - or bother us - when we spot them in the room or walking into a room

Saki, the writer said,  “Women and elephants never forget an injury.”

Is that true? I’d assume that it’s both men and women who can’t drop rocks or hurts. Moreover, it’s often an “it all depends”.

Do elephants grind their teeth? I don’t know.

I know humans and dogs do.

Years ago in our house in Washington D.C. the rector had a German Shepherd dog named Bernadette.  Bernadette was also stationed here in Annapolis.  Bernadette was a friendly dog. Father Franny Salmon kept him  on a long, long rope - in the back yard - where the cars were parked. He was there to bark when strangers came through the back lot.

Father F.X. Murphy - who was also stationed here at St. Mary’s - was heading out of our backyard in our place in Washington D.C. In backing out his car, somehow the rope got stuck on the back fender of his car - and he dragged the dog about 6 blocks. People spotting this dragged dog. They were yelling and pointing to Father F.X. for all 6 blocks - before he noticed this.  He put the wounded Bernadette - with sore paws - in the back seat and came back.

I heard that Bernadette would go, “Grrrrrrrrrr!” every time F.X. pulled out in a car from that back lot - for years.

Father Tizio has Wilbur the pug - a pug - who remembers every person who ever gave him a treat.

Question: Do people make any inner sounds - grr - when we walk into a room - because of something we did or said 10 years ago.

CONCLUSION: HOPEFULLY

Hopefully when we walk into a room, people make “happy” sounds and they let their teeth and jaws have a rest.

Hopefully, when people get angry at us, we give them forgiveness smiles, sounds and words - like St. Stephen.

Amen.

December 26, 2018


MEAGER

Meager: now that’s one description
I don’t want ever to hear about myself.

I want abundance  - plenty - an ice
cream cone with at least 2 ½ scoops.

I want people to feel  I am not rushing
them - that I’m listening to them.

God is never meager. Try counting rain
drops or snowflakes or ocean waves.

Try counting leaves and stars and
the shades of every color.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018



ST. STEPHEN 
AND FORGIVENESS


INTRODUCTION

Today, the first day after Christmas, is the feast of St. Stephen, the first deacon.

It has always been a special day in the Church, a free day from work and school, all through Europe.

It’s also in folk songs, especially Christmas folk songs. “On the feast of Stephen, when the snow lay on the ground.”

A HOMILETIC REFLECTION

For a homily, for our reflection and consideration, I’d like to offer two thoughts on forgiveness.

FIRST: REPUTATION OF BEING A FORGIVING PERSON

First of all, wouldn’t it be nice to have the reputation of being a person of forgiveness. “He’s so forgiving.”

This is the reputation that surrounds St. Stephen. It’s like an aura that surrounds or envelops him.

As he was being stoned to death, he was able to say, “Lord, don’t lay this sin against these people.”

He is simply giving his version of Jesus’ last words from the Cross, “Father, forgive them, for they don’t know what they are doing.”

I’ve read in several places that forgiveness is the # 1 theme of Christianity.

Of course, others have said that it is charity or giving or loving. Christmas is the season of giving.

Well, St. Stephen’s, the next day, is the season of forgiving.

Then others say that part of loving is forgiving.

Whatever.

We can simply be grateful that the first feast after Christmas features St. Stephen the patron saint of forgivers.

He is the first person to die in the spirit of Christ and he certainly died in his spirit.

Forgiveness is so central to Christianity.

I’m not saying, “forgetting”. I’m saying “forgiving”.

I’m not saying that we don’t admit our hurt, and feelings of hurt. Stephen was hit by rocks. Rock hurt. They cut. They kill.

I’m not saying that we don’t have feelings of anger and emotional inbursts about someone who hurt us, who said the wrong thing, who ruined our life or our reputation.

I’m saying, “Forgive!”

SECOND HOMILETIC THOUGHT

My first homiletic point is the idea that forgiveness is central to Christianity.

My second thought for today is less. It’s more self-centered. It’s this. When we forgive, we receive peace. We benefit from forgiving.

It’s sort of like making a poster that says: “Want peace; learn to forgive.”

This is the beautiful thing about the Christian life. In giving, we receive. In forgiving, we receive peace. We benefit from forgiving.

This is the message of so many who have done this.

For example, St. Ignatius said, “In giving we receive. In dying, we are born to eternal life.”

This is the paradox -- called Christianity, called “The Pascal Mystery.”

CONCLUSION

So that would two homiletic thoughts for the day.

Let me close with a poem by William Blake, which says what I just said, but much better. Amen.

A POISON TREE

by William Blake

I was angry with my friend; 
I told my wrath, my wrath did end. 
I was angry with my foe: 
I told it not, my wrath did grow. 

And I watered it in fears, 
Night and morning with my tears: 
And I sunned it with smiles, 
And with soft deceitful wiles. 

And it grew both day and night. 
Till it bore an apple bright. 
And my foe beheld it shine, 
And he knew that it was mine. 

And into my garden stole, 
When the night had veiled the pole; 
In the morning glad I see; 
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.



December 26, 2018 

Thought for today: 


“The greatest undeveloped  resource of our nation and of our world is the poor.” 



Words of Wisdom from Father Horace McKenna

Tuesday, December 25, 2018