Thursday, March 29, 2018


HOLY  THURSDAY 


INTRODUCTION

The Sacramentary for Holy Thursday gives the homilist the following directions in fine print: “The homily should explain the principal mysteries which are commemorated in this Mass.” 

It then lists the mysteries: 1) the institution of the Eucharist, 2)  the institution of the priesthood, and 3) Christ’s commandment of brotherly and sisterly love.”

So here's a homily on those 3 mysteries.

Three mysteries, three points, three everyday sacred realities.

Three clear points: every homilist’s dream, better, every congregation’s dream — that is, if the preacher doesn’t preach too long.

1) THE EUCHARIST

First of all the Eucharist. We know all about Eucharist.

We all know about Eucharist ever since we were tiny tots. 

We longed to sit at the family table ever since we were tiny kids. We wanted out of the high chair and into a normal chair. 

We were sick and tired of the bib. Worse, we were sick and tired of being trapped in that stupid chair and being a captive washee to our mother who came towards us with a dish rag — every meal — that horrible dish rag — yuck — to wash around our mouth, so close to the nose, a dish rag with its specific dish rag smell — ooh — yuck. Doesn’t every child and every person around the world hate the smell of dish rags? It’s a smell — a dislike smell   - that has a lifetime memory. Do mothers do that in memory of their mothers. Do this in memory of me. 

We wanted out of the high chair and into a low chair. That would mean finally—freedom — and a napkin. I’ll do it myself mother. I’ll clean my own face.

The family table — sitting with the big people — the dream — even though it came with hundreds of commandments: break your bread, use a fork, eat your vegetables or there will be no desert, cut your spaghetti, wipe your mouth, say, “excuse me”, don’t play with your food, etc. etc. etc.

Eucharist. We all know about Eucharist. We all know the importance of family dinners and the importance of eating out—whether it’s at Red Lobster, McDonald's, Pizza Hut, Charlie’s, or Sin Fronteras.  

Meals together build relationships together. 

Meals together build community. 

We know that. It was drilled into us as kids. Keep that up and you’ll go straight up to bed without the rest of your supper and that means, “No desert.” 

So we know the connection between food and communion with each other. It’s built into bodies. We want to eat with so and so and we don’t want to eat with so and so,  because we can’t stomach her. We long for longer tables or a second table.

Eucharist. We all know about Eucharist. We all know the importance of words — connecting -  communication — communion with each other — What’s new? What’s happening? It’s not good to eat alone. We need to not only eat with each other. We also need to talk with each other — and what better ambiance than food and the family table. We also listen need to listen to each other! We know the difference between a great meal and a horrible meal. A key ingredient is whether there is great table talk or we're eating in  Dullsville!  

Holy Thursday: the Thanksgiving Meal of Jesus — the Last Supper with his disciples, his closest friends — the hungering to be with them,  -  -  needing their huddled support — the hungering to celebrate the Passover together, bread and wine, the paschal lamb, tradition. The full moon outside, the fullness of memories and music inside.

The Lamb — representing all animals — serving us — dying for us —giving their life — sacrificing their life — so that we might live.

Unless we have vegetarians with us....

Blood — what flows through all of us—connecting us — so importantly. Blood is thicker than water. Family.

The Body: We vote with our presence. We vote with our feet. We vote with our bodies. We bring our bodies to those rooms and those places that matter to us: home, classrooms, chapels, hospices. Show me your schedule and I’ll show you your friends, your values, your will. This is my body. This is my blood. This is where I bring my body — home, ministry — to be with the poor, to be with the friend, to be with the Lord!

Eucharist: we sum it all up in Eucharist —Thanksgiving — each Eucharist is a Thanksgiving Meal. Holy Thursday is the big one — the big feast — where we pass over into God in and through and with Christ. His blood be upon us and upon our children. His blood be upon us and our doors and our places of ministry and recreation. His blood be upon us and all the people whose lives we touch throughout the year.

The Table: the place we gather at least 3 times a day to eat—the place we gather each day to worship our God in Christ, with Christ, through Christ — the place we hear News — Good News and Bad —sharing words and food together. Eucharist! Last Supper. Each Supper.

2) PRIESTHOOD

Ever since the 1860’s the Church has been redefining, refining, looking at herself as Church. The result was the half finished statement at Vatican I on the church because of the Italian revolution and then the two major constitutions at Vatican II on the Church—that have been slowly filtering into the mindset of the People of God—slowly.

Will we live to see the slow shifting in our church on who is a priest, who can be priest—what is a priest, how are we all priests, ministerial priesthood. Will it take the horror stories on the evening news and in the morning papers to bring about dramatic changes in our church regarding priesthood or will it be something we never dreamed of happening—being “wordified” in a new way in Vatican III—sometime in the 21st century?

Who knows? In the meanwhile Christ is the great High Priest—who bridges us into the mystery of Our God, whom He called and we call “Abba” “Father!”

In the meanwhile all of us are being called as Church to fulfill our roles in the modern world as prophets, priests and kings—prophetesses, priestesses and queens.

In the meantime the ministerial priesthood is being challenged  as it was challenged at Trent to reform, to renewal, and to better service. Each Holy Thursday at the diocesan cathedral our bishops call our priests to a renewal of dedication. Each Holy Thursday night we pray to Jesus, our High Priest, for good priests. Let us pray for all ministerial priests. Let us pray for each other.

3) THE NEW COMMANDMENT

And third and lastly, on this day, we hear once again Christ’s new commandment to love one another as he has loved us. We are called to wash each other’s feet.

Jesus makes an abstraction “love”, into a distraction — “washing feet”.

It’s easy to talk about love. The song says, “Show me!” So Jesus showed us how to love one another. Wash each other’s feet. If that’s all people remember from the Holy Thursday Liturgy, what a great distraction. If people then go home and actually love one another in the specific here and nows of everyday life, praise God.

The new commandment to love is specific. It’s down to earth. It’s skin touching. It’s water bearing. It’s putting one’s life on the line—in the car or in the subway or on the pavement and going over to visit the sick in the hospital or the hospice. It’s taking time away from the TV or interfacing with a computer screen and interfacing with the other people we live with. To turn off the television and actually ask those we live with, “How was your day?” and be willing to put our body—our ears on the line and to actually hear the other respond to our question: “How was your day? How was your life?” To die to self so that the other can rise by our affirming presence of their work that day or  their visit to a senile father that weekend. That’s real! That’s as real as washing one another’s feet. “Could you not watch and listen to me for one hour—or even one minute? I just had a tough weekend. My mom is finding it very difficult dealing with my dad.”

Wasn’t that the Last Supper? At other meals they asked Jesus what his sermons and his parables were all about. At this Last Meal, this Last Supper, he told them what his life was all about: love and service and washing each others feet.

CONCLUSION

And we go forth and do all this in memory of him—eating bread and drinking wine, praying to our God for our world—and washing each other’s feet.

Do this in memory of me.


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Painting on top: The Last Supper by  Fritz von Uhde [1886]


March 29, 2018


JUDAS, LATE THURSDAY NIGHT

Footsteps on the gravel garden path ….
The crunch of small stones already crushed ….
The wondering: "Will there be words spoken?"
The hope you’ll say, “No kiss tonight.”
Jesus wishing Judas could have been here -
to hear me say, “Couldn’t you stay with me?
Couldn’t you pray with me for one more hour?
But no Judas, no. You’re almost here, The kiss
and now I know Calvary and the Cross are next."


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018

March 29, 2018

Thought for today: 

“When you reread a classic 
you do not see more in the book 
than you did before;  
you see more in you 
than there was before.”  


Clifton Fadiman [1904-1999] in Any Number Can Play [1957].


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

RON  DREHER

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MORE  ON   DANTE 
with  
RON  DREHER 


March 28, 2018




MIDDLES

Middles - let’s be honest.
They don’t have the pizazz
of beginnings and endings.

Wednesday - the middle day
of the week - can be sort of grey -
compared to Monday and Friday.

Middle child - this is an, “It all
depends.” They can have comparison
problems from both sides.”

Middle of a meat loaf - juicy,
yes - but I’ll take the end piece
every time. How about you?

Middle! Surprise - maybe Dante was
right when he said it all changed
when he got to the middle of his life.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


March 28, 2018 



Thought for today: 

“It is sometimes demanded: 
‘Don’t dig up the past! 
Dwell on the past and you’ll lose an eye!’ 
But the proverb  says: 
‘Forget the past and you’ll lose both eyes.’”


Aleksandr  Solzhenitsyn [1918-2008]

Tuesday, March 27, 2018


PLEASE EXPLAIN 
THE DUMB MOVES


INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Tuesday in Holy Week is, “Please Explain Why the Dumb Moves?”

We  all ask that question in various ways in  the pages of our life story - especially when we or those connected to us make a dumb move.

How many times have we heard, “After all I did for you, you did this to me. Why?  Why? Why?”

Or someone says, “Why did my kid get mixed up with drugs - after we put her in Catholic School - worked hard to make our family work? Why? Why? Why?  And then this happens.”

We miss seeing the good stuff - and the bad stuff dumbs us and wipes us out.

Alcohol ….  Affairs…. Stealing …. Splits and not talking to each other in family ….  We humans can do a lot of stupid things with our lives.

The person who is being dumb keeps saying, “Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.”

The person who is watching or seeing the dumb moves is saying, “Why? Why? Why?”

IN OTHER WORDS: WHY DO WE SELF DESTRUCT?

We self-destruct. Why?  Motive? Why the shootings?  Why the craziness?

We scratch our heads. We bite our nails. We nervously bite tiny bits of uplifted skin on our lips - especially when we’re nervous and the cold outside is biting.  Does anybody here ever do that?

EXPLANATIONS

Lots of people have tried to figure out why we do what we do - especially self-destruct.

Genesis - the first book in the Bible - says right there in its first pages - the following explanation on how life works: We’re given paradise - but it’s never enough. We want more. Evil is pictured as a snake that crawls along the garden floor of our soul and hisses whispers into our souls.

The snake knows us and whispers: “Want more power? Want more control?  Want to be like God?”

Then the sneaky snake says,  “Eat the forbidden fruit and you’ll be just like God.”

Adam and Eve - the male and female in us and in every person  - takes the fatal bite - and bites into evil and we fall.

Then we turn the page and there’s a brother killing his brother.

Many of those people marching on Saturday are asking why?  Why did that guy start shooting - and killing in Florida, Virginia Tech, Columbine, Las Vegas, Charleston - and bombing in Austin and on and on and on?

Freud came up with the human having an ego, a super-ego and then the sometimes irritable  id.  Freud and Jung and Adler and many others talk about various other theories to explain why ids kill kids.

Some of us are old enough to remember the radio drama called, “The Shadow.”   Remember the opening question: “Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of us?  The Shadow knows.”

Shakespeare and Hawthorne, Melville and mystery novels, all  ask about the why of evil.

NCIS opens with the NCIS team kibitzing and then Gibbs says, “Get your gear! There’s been a murder.”

We’ve all heard variations of the  Cherokee story about two wolves. It’s a parable. One evening, an elderly Cherokee brave told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.
He said, “my son, the battle is between two ‘wolves’ inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is good. It is joy, peace love, hope serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.”
The grandson though about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “which wolf wins?”
The old Cherokee simply replied, “the one that you feed.”
Read enough literature and life and we find out we all have evil within.

Charles Baudelaire wrote, “There are in every man, at every hour, two simultaneous postulations, one towards God, the other towards Satan.” in Mon Coeur Mis a Nu [1887] XIX.

CONCLUSION: THIS WEEK

The title of my homily for today is,  “Please Explain Why the Dumb Moves?”

This is the question of this week: Holy Week.

One day we say and shout,  “Hosanna”  with and for Christ and each other - and then a  few days later we’re screaming, “Crucify him.

As we heard in today’s gospel - at the Last Supper - Satan is around - and Satan entered into Judas at a meal - and Jesus told Peter, be careful - the same thing can happen to you.



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Painting on Top:
The Last Supper
Simon Bening  (c. 1525-30)



March 27, 2018 


Thought for today: 


“Art upsets; science reassures.” 



Georges Braque [1882-1963]
Painting, "Vanitas
by Georges Braque [1939]

March 27, 2018



I  LAUGHED

When I tried to find
what’s inside a rock -
inside its middle.

When I thought
I’d never make
a mistake.

When I thought
I understood what
you meant.

When I thought I knew
God and then I rose
from the dead.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018 


Monday, March 26, 2018


THE  HOUSE  WAS  FILLED 
WITH  THE  FRAGRANCE

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily is, “The House Was Filled With the Fragrance.”

Today’s gospel from John has the wonderful words and easy to remember scene, “Mary took a liter of costly  perfumed oil made from genuine aromatic nard and anointed the feet of Jesus and dried them with her hair; the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.”

That’s John 12: 3. I wonder if a Bible publisher ever thought of putting one of those perfume packs you find in magazines into a Bible right here at this text.

If you don’t have a favorite Bible text - and if you want to be an evangelist - there’s one text to put out there - after you put it in here [Point to our brain.]

So if someone asks you, “Do you have a favorite Bible text, say, “John 12:3.”

It’s not my favorite, but it’s up there. Mine is Galatians 6:2: “Bear one another’s burdens and in this way you’ll fulfill the Law of Christ.”

Another translation: “Help one another to carry these heavy loads, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.”

Do that and your fragrance will linger like perfume. Come to think of it, in this homily I'm connecting Galatians 6:2 with John 12:3.

ELEVATOR RIDES

We’ve all gotten into an elevator. It’s empty - but soon we get the scent of a powerful perfume.

We wonder who just got off this elevator on another floor.

We  think: it’s much sweeter than getting into a car filled with cigarette smell.

I once preached a parish mission in Pottstown, Pennsylvania - home of Mrs. Smith’s Pies.

What a town with a beautiful smell!

We made our novitiate in Ilchester, Maryland. Down below us on the Patapsco River was a box factory. It was owned by the Bartgis Brothers. At times it had a horrible smell and the river would be different colors - some sometimes quite ugly.

What would it be like to grow up next to a beer factory, a perfume factory or sardine canning plant?

THE PERFUME CALLED JESUS

I’ve preached on this text from John and this first reading from Isaiah - many times.

I remember calling one sermon, “The Perfume Called Jesus.”

The good person, the servant, that Isaiah spoke about in today's first reading from Isaiah 42: 1-7 - is put here on Monday of Holy Week - because Jesus did what this Suffering Servant in Isaiah talked about what God does.  God grasps our hand. God forms us. God is a light for us. God opens our eyes. God frees us from confinement and the dungeon and the darkness.

Picturing all that, we'll be saying: wow God smells good. God is a powerful perfume.

The gospel for today is saying that’s Jesus.  If we do what Christ did - we become perfume for the elevators of the world. We lift each other up.

The opposite has a horrible smell: to be like Judas - the thief - the phony baloney type person.

When Judas saw Mary anointing the feet of Jesus he said, “What a waste of money. Why couldn’t this money she spent on the perfume be given to the poor?"  

John adds, “He said this not because he cared about the poor but because he was a thief and held the money bag and used to steal the contributions.

TWO CONCLUSIONS

Enough ....  Perfume is an obvious experience.

Two conclusions:

First, this Good Friday - when you venerate the cross -  if you have the opportunity, kiss Jesus’ feet, or the bottom of the cross and pray, “Jesus, rub some of your fragrance off on me, so I can do the same for others.”

Secondly, a blessing: "May your home and your memory, your life and your story, have the fragrance of many wonderful people who have been in your life."

I remember a lady telling me, “I still have the fragrance of my husband on some of his t-shirts - in a plastic bag - and he’s been gone 4 years now.

March 26, 2018




THE  GLOBE

I saw a blue globe on a table.
I stopped to give it a spin -
and that it did - spinning
around and around and
around and around again.

And then it stopped - that
is - the globe  on the table.
I was facing the very spot
I was standing on - on this
globe on which I was spinning.

I was the only one in the room -
as I realized there are over 7
billion others going for a spin -
on this globe - along with all the
cemeteries around the globe.

Is there a message for me for 
this moment? Is it: “I’m not alone?”
Is it: “This world will stop,
unless there is The Spinner?”
Or is it: “Awe. The ‘Oh My God?’”


 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2018

March 26, 2018



Thought for today: 

“If  God  loves  the  ones  we  can’t,” 
she said, 
“then  finally  maybe  we  can.”  


Wendell Berry [1934-  ]




Be Thou My Vision....




Be Thou My Vision in Gaelic




Sunday, March 25, 2018


March 25, 2018


FOOTSTEPS

I hear footsteps
from the floor above me ….
I hear footsteps
coming down the corridor
and soon from around the corner ….
I hear footsteps ….
Some I recognize ….
Some I’m wonder, “Whose!”
Some footsteps changed my life.
Some footsteps are no longer heard.
Does anyone wait for my footsteps?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


March 25, 2018





Thought for today Palm Sunday 

“I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet.
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.” 


Gilbert Keith Chesterton 
[1874-1936] The Donkey.

March 25, 2018


THE  DONKEY


When fishes flew and forests walked
   And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
   Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry
   And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
   On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
   Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
   I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
   One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
   And palms before my feet.


Source: The Collected Poems
 of G. K. Chesterton
 (Dodd Mead & Company, 1927)

Saturday, March 24, 2018

SING  YOUR  SONG!


"All you have to do
is to sing the song
you picked out!"







HOLY  WEEK

This coming week is Holy Week.

In many ways it’s self-explanatory.  What would it be like to invite 5 people up to the pulpit and have them explain what this week means to them? If you were one of the 5, what day would you say hits you the most?

In other words, each person would tell us which of the 4 Key Days of this coming week is their favorite: Palm Sunday or Easter Sunday, Holy Thursday of Good Friday.  Which one is our favorite?

Palm Sunday: It's the type of day when everything is fine. Everything is celebration - even if we’re riding on a donkey instead of a Mercedes or a BMW.  Everyone is raising their palms and waving to us, “Hi!”

Holy Thursday: It's a day when we’re enjoying a great meal with our family and friends. It’s Thanksgiving or it’s Christmas Dinner. It’s our anniversary or our birthday. It's a day when someone is washing our feet or doing our toe nails. It's a day when we realize all the people who are giving their life to and for us. They are saying with word and example: this is my body, this is my blood, I’m giving my life in sacrifice to and for you.

Good Friday: this my favorite. The 7 last messages of Christ are spoken to us personally. We gain inner peace because we hear Christ say to us from the Cross: “Father forgive you, for you really didn’t know what you were doing.” Or our dad or mom is dying in hospice or in the hospital and we hear them saying to God, “Into your hands, O God, I give you my spirit.”  Or we’re walking the way of the cross and Mary, the mother of Jesus comes to our aid - or a Simon is there to help us.

Easter Sunday: is the type of day when the darkness disappears. It's a recovery day. It's  a discovery day. We've experienced a painful death or a tough funeral of a loved one. Jesus overwhelms us - like Jesus coming through the walls of our inner room. We experience a Niagara Falls of a waterfall that washes away all our hurt and we say to God, “Mom, dad, or my child or spouse is in a better place. I believe in resurrection, Easter and new life. Thank you Jesus.”

The title of my brief  homily is "Holy Week" and I’m asking: which if these 4 days is our favorite: Today Palm Sunday, Holy Thursday, Good Friday or Easter Sunday? Amen.