Monday, December 14, 2015

December 14, 2015

DARK GOD

Have you ever gone into a dark room
and you sense someone is sitting there?

God is ….

God is just there - like in a dark confessional
or on a soft sofa just waiting for us in our dark.

  
© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2015
Thought on the Feast
of St. John of the Cross,
one of those who wrote about
the Dark Night of the soul -
like F. S. Fitzgerald who wrote
in The Crack-up [1936],
“In a real dark night of the soul
it is always three o’clock
in the morning.”

Sunday, December 13, 2015




JOYFUL

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 3rd Sunday in Advent [C] is, “JOYFUL.”

On a scale of 1 to 10 - 10 being the highest - how would you score yourself as a joyful person?

On a scale of 1 to 10 - 10 being the highest  - how would your family or the people you work with, or the people who live next to you, how would they score you as a joyful person?

Great selfie question: “Am I a joy to be with?”

GAUDETE SUNDAY

Today is Gaudete Sunday - the middle Sunday in Advent. Gaudete means “rejoice”.  We have the same idea in the middle of Lent - Laetare Sunday - which also means “rejoice”.

The theme for today is just that: Joy!

You heard in today’s readings that word “joy” or “rejoice” over and over again.

At the end of Advent is Christmas…. At the end of Lent is Easter…. There they are: two Church seasons that lead us to two big Christ feasts.

In both Christmas and Easter, we hear about joy - Christmas joy and Easter joy. Twice a year Catholics, Christmas and Easter Catholics,  got that right.

How does one get joy? The obvious Christian message is: “Get Christ.”

And Christ will challenge you on how to love, how to give, how to serve, how lay down one's life for one's friends - as well as those who are stuck. And giving - doing for others - will lead to great joy.

TWO BIG JOYFUL SONGS

The opposite to joy is sadness.

If sad, listen to music. Better: joy filled music.  If sad at Christmas time, don’t just sit there in your sadness. Take a good walk. Talk a good talk with someone. Do something for someone. Maybe a neighbor is all alone and you can bring some joy and some soup to them.

Listen to music - joy filled music.

Two great joyful songs are the Ode to Joy by Beethoven and Joy to the World by George Frideric Handel who worked on that musical piece - amongst others.


Today, is December 13. In 12 days we’ll be celebrating Christmas and everyone knows and sings - even Catholics - Joy to the World. 

I’ve also noticed that people sing hymns in church that have the music for Beethoven’s Ode to Joy.

Last night I read up on Beethoven’s Ode to Joy. It’s near the end of his famous  9th Symphony.

Beethoven took the words of the German poet Friedrich Schiller - which he wrote in 1785 - and were slightly revised in 1808 - and put them at the end of his 9th Symphony.

It has never fell off the charts. People have been singing it ever since. 


It’s a great piece for those Flash Mobs.

It became the National Anthem of the European Union in the 1970’s - and in various other places around our world.


Every December in Japan - the Ode to Joy is sung - everywhere - by all kinds of groups. It’s like groups that sing Handel’s Messiah in the United States, Canada, Germany and England at Christmas time.

Schiller - the original author - in his poem - was calling Europe to be united - to have deep respect for all human beings - to open up the prisons that were holding political prisoners who spoke up for human freedom.

Schiller’s poem begins by saying that joy is the divine spark in every human being.

CHRISTMAS

That would be the place I would want to go - to call the world to realize God is within the heart and minds of every human being - but often that spark goes out.

The results are the horror stories of our world.

If that divine spark has gone out, I would hope every Christmas that divine spark be rekindled - in the stable - in the cave - in the manger of our minds or hearts.

I would see Christ as the one who came to cast fire upon the earth - as we heard in today’s.  John the Baptist - when asked if he was the Christ - answered, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand….”

Christ can be that spark that ignites us.

I’m sure some time in your life you started a fire - and you cupped your two hands and blew into that fire to  get it going.

I see that spark like a little baby of a flicker - till it starts burning brightly - and warms the earth.

I would think that’s a way to re-tell the Christ story - the Christmas story.

I always loved being at my sister’s house at New Year’s - and they would fill up the fire place with wood and then get a fire going - a fire that warms the house and puts a smile on everyone’s face.

CONCLUSION

I began this homily by asking about how joyful you are - on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the highest.

I said that Christ is the one who can come into our world - can bring Joy to our world.

Someone once said, "Joy is the echo of God within us."

That joy begins as a spark. Breathe on it. Fan it. Ignite it. Bring that joy into your everyday world - by thinking and doing for others. Amen.
December 13, 2015


ALL JOY, ALL PAIN

I used to think that God was all joy. I did.
After all - God is in control of everything.
God has everything. God knows everything.
Why wouldn’t that mean - one has only joy?

In that I realized why God sent his only son.
God kept hearing the cries of the poor, the
cries of the hurting, the complaints of the
many - betrayals - denials - rejections - pains. 

So God said, I have to find out what this is 
all about, so he sent his only Son - who felt
his first rejection as a baby - with a lot
more pain to come after that. Ok now I get it.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015
BERNIE

GOSPEL

A Reading from the Gospel of Luke  10: 25-28

On one occasion a lawyer came forward to put this test question to Jesus: “Master, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”  Jesus said, “What is written in the Law? What is your reading of it?  He replied, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.’  “That is right” said Jesus; “Do that and you will live.”

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily is, “Bernie!”

As Sandra Morgan was fond of saying, “Bernie?   Bernie is Bernie.”

And she’d sometimes add, “And that says everything.”

And it was a compliment  - as well as a description - of who this man was.

Bernie.

If you knew him, you get that. If you didn’t know him, sorry for your loss.

And as I thought about Bernie - as I was putting together some thoughts for today,  it hit me - that it’s my loss that I only knew the St. Mary’s aspect of Bernie.  There’s the St. Martin’s, the soccer, the Post Office, his connection with you his family, kids, grandkids, friends, other parishes like Bowie, his New York Life, College, and a lot of other lives he had.

At times, in his story telling you could hear references to all these other worlds and lives of Bernie.

Bernie….

He knew my brother - who also worked in the Post Office in Washington, D.C.

I did Betty’s funeral  - so I met some of you back then. Hi!

I also connected with some of  his New York - as well as his Brooklyn Dodgers - references - and I met you Teresa a bunch of times.

But my main connection with Bernie is here at St. Mary’s and Annapolis.

And by St. Mary’s I mean this church building and all the stuff here.

There is also St. John Neumann’s church building - and all the stuff out there.

So St. Mary’s parish wants to thank Bernie’s family - for the gift he was to so many of us in so many ways.

I picked the gospel that I read today - and I only read the first part of it - because Bernie got it. The meaning of life is to love our God with our whole heart, soul, strength and mind - and to love our neighbor as we love ourselves. Bernie didn’t need to hear second part of that gospel passage. It’s the Parable of the Good Samaritan that followed. The lawyer needed to hear that parable. Bernie didn’t.

Bernie loved God and loved us as he loved himself - but like most of us - we’re not that demonstrative about the loving ourselves part.

Bernie got Martin Luther’s comment, “God does not need your good works, but your neighbor does.”

And his neighbors in so many places got his love - in very practical ways - down through the years.

Bernie knew that was the “Stairway to Heaven” as the Led Zeppelin song put it.

He knew people’s birthdays and he tried to arrange at least coffee together at Nordstrom’s, Ah Coffee when it was open, and a half dozen other places so as to celebrate a person’s life.

He’d take the train to New York, then the subway, then a bus, all the way out to Brentwood New York to thank and to connect with some old nun he had in school 100 years ago.

He kept in contact with 1000 people - probably a lot more.

He knew the secret of life was not stuff - but people.

Like Jesus - who loved to eat with people - Bernie liked to be with people at lunch or breakfast with folks  - and that was a way to love and celebrate others.  It wasn’t the food; it was the friends.

He loved bringing Jesus - the Bread of Life - to people who couldn’t get out of their homes - so as to get to church. Thank you Eucharistic ministers.

He was blessed with the gift of faith - and was thankful for God in his life - often leading us in prayer at St. John Neumann our other church - as well as here - at St. Mary’s. You could always call on Bernie.

Bernie was a neat guy - but not that neat. You’d get invited into his dark bluemobile and he’d have to move his stuff -  the stuff that was on the floor in the front or in the other front seat of his car and move it to the back - smooth and fast. No problem.

“No problem!” That was one of Bernie’s regular comments.

Along with, “I have a question.”

Or, “I was thinking about something you said.”

Or, “What about Evelyn?”

Bernie had his mannerisms, like looking over the top of his glasses as a way of making a comment when someone else made an over the top  comment.

At least once in every time we ate together -  Bernie would fish a picture or a piece of paper out of his pocket and look at it twice - once with his glasses on and once with his glasses off - then refer to it.

Come to think about it - Bernie’s glasses were part of Bernie’s shtick - the Yiddish expression for someone’s signature behavior. You’d see his face…. Glasses on, glasses off, glasses held in hands as he’d put something he was trying to read up close - then using his glasses as a magnifying glass. Bernie’s glasses, Bernie’s eyes, Bernie’s fading hair. Bernie would be a cartoonist’s dream.

Bernie - renaissance man - if renaissance man means interested  in many pursuits and many interests - and has lots of knowledge -  but not a renaissance man if it means a $500 dollar suit - or the overuse of one’s jacket side pockets. Renaissance men don’t use those side pockets on their shiny suits.  Bernie’s were like saddle bags. Bernie had lots of stuff in those side jacket pockets. So Bernie wasn’t a suit. Yet his regular uniform was a suit jacket  and tie. 

And that shirt had its ball point pens etc. Thank God for shirts with pockets.

Who had to clean out his closets? That would be autobiography.

Bernie made it to 80. That’s a lot of autobiography.

Bernie wasn’t sick forever. He didn’t die with his boots on - but came close. That weird sounding cancer got him pretty quickly. Multiple Myeloma - and Bernie would know how to spell it. It got him.

Bummer…. Bummer because Bernie had a lot more steps in him - a lot more cell phone calls to make. And his cell phone mannerisms were Bernie: glasses on - glasses off - cell phone numbers up close - and then closer.

Bernie got sick. He wasn’t the best visit in the hospital. It was tough for him.

Thank God - in the long run - that sickness wasn’t’ that long.

Bet bummer for Bernie. Bummer for us.

Back track a bit. Our lives define us - praise and thank God - not our endings.

So lucky for us, lucky for Bernie, he had a good full life.

It took Bernie a bit of time to accept he was dying - but it wasn’t a forever dying - especially compared to his long, long life. It would only be a few back pages of his biography and autobiography.

In a way we’re here to say “goodbye” to Bernie - but as Chrystal Gale - whom he liked - put it, “It’s like We Never Said ‘Goodbye’.” 

Bernie’s presence is with us - lingering in the back benches of this church - as well as up here in front - giving out communion. He loved saying,

“Jim! Body of Christ.” 
“Mary Joan! Body of Christ.”
“Harold! Body of Christ.”
“Helen! Body of Christ.”
 “Mitzi! Body of Christ.”  
“Governor! Body of Christ,
“Bill Body of Christ.”
“Chris! Body of Christ.”

And we would say back to Bernie, “Amen”


Bernie, thank you for teaching us that we are all part of this wonderful Body of Christ. Amen.
December 12, 2015

MORNING  MIST

Sometimes mist - morning mist - touches
something in us... touching our moods - touching
our imagination - touching our morning spirituality -
as if this new day - is not ready to be a new day -
as if time is still asleep… but - but - we have to
wipe the car windows - we have to slowly creep
out and up the street …. We have to get moving.

Sometimes mist - morning mist in winter - is frost -
and is more beautiful than autumn mist and like
anything more beautiful - sometimes it’s more
dangerous. It’s icy. It’s slippery. So too some people…. They are slick and slippery - slowly creeping into us - cold and cautious - and they crack and crumble our spirituality - and we can’t move….


© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2015

Friday, December 11, 2015

December 11, 2015


DRUMS

The one who grows up hearing drums
gets it. The one who doesn’t, is often
disturbed by the drum, drum, drum
of drums.  In time - during a dance,
or during a doctor’s exam of one’s
heart - sometimes the one who didn’t
grow up with drums finally gets it.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015
December 10, 2015


TEN  DON’T  FORGET’S

Don’t forget to listen.
Don’t forget to say, “Thank you.”
Don’t forget to pack without distractions.
Don’t forget to look besides using your rear view mirrors.
Don’t forget to eat smart.
Don’t forget that God is underneath this whole enterprise.
Don’t forget the next generation.
Don’t forget to forgive.
Don’t forget to say, “I love you.”
Don’t forget that there are consequences.



© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015