Sunday, May 1, 2011
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily for this Second Sunday of Easter is, “Divine Mercy.”
On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the highest, how would I score, rate, or see myself, as a person who has mercy and compassion, forgiveness and understanding, of others?
CHRIS PAUL
Yesterday afternoon, I finished my homily for today. I was going to preach on the theme of Doubt – and Faith – a big theme in today’s gospel – with the story of Thomas. I paused and decided to look up on the Internet whom the football Giants drafted. I noticed on ESPN.com an article by Rich Reilly on Chris Paul. I think Rick Reilly is a great sports writer. Now that the Knicks are out of the basketball playoffs– which I expected – and now that the New Orleans Hornets are out of the playoffs, I thought maybe the article might hint that Chris Paul might want to be on the Knicks next year.
Nope – no mention of that. The article was about the grandfather of Chris Paul – Nathaniel Jones – the owner of a service station in North Carolina – who was robbed and killed in 2002 by 5 teenage boys. They wanted his wallet. They taped his wrists and his mouth and then beat him to death with metal pipes.
2 of the boys – brothers – are in jail for life. The other 3 will be getting out one of these years. The article says none of them have yet to voice any remorse. The article also says that Chris Paul hopes they would be given a second chance – forgiveness – mercy. The article reports that they are roughly his age. Two nights after the killing, Chris Paul, a senior in high school, got 61 points – deliberately missing the second shot of two foul shots – in memory of grandfather’s life and death at the age of 61.
Chris Paul said his grandfather, Chili Papa, taught him more than he could get with a Ph.D. – being extremely generous all his life.
Based on the article, Chris Paul has a sense of mercy – compassion – understanding and forgiveness.
Could I do that? Would I do that? Do I think like that?
On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the highest, what is my level of mercy, compassion, understanding and forgiveness?
JOHN PAUL II
Pope John Paul II has been beatified this day in Rome.
One of the most significant moments in his life was the day in 1981 when he was shot 4 times in St. Peter’s Square by the Turkish criminal, Mehmet Ali Agca. We all remember the TV moment when John Paul went to his prison cell and spoke and forgave him publically. This took place 15 years after the shooting. Then Pope John Paul II pushed for his pardon – and in the year 2000 he was pardoned – but then went to jail in Turkey for other crimes including the murder of a newspaper editor – from years earlier. In January, 2010, he was released from that prison in Turkey. He made a statement that he had renounced terrorism and violence.
Could I forgive like that? Would I want him out of prison?
What is my position on Capital Punishment?
How many Catholics agree with the Catholic position on Capital Punishment – which in recent years has gotten stronger and stronger – as being against it – a Church that in the past has condemned people to death and tortured people, etc.
On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the highest, what is my level of mercy, compassion, understanding and forgiveness?
LES MISERABLES
By reading the book, seeing the play or a movie – based on Victor Hugo’s 1862 novel, Les Miserables – The Poor Ones, The Miserable Ones, how many people in our world have changed their attitude towards criminals – convicts – ex-convicts?
A man, Jean Valjean, prisoner 24601, is sentenced to 5 years in prison for stealing a loaf of bread. He then ends up being in prison for 19 years because of various failed attempts to escape. Then after he gets out of prison, he can’t find a place to stay or get a fresh start. A bishop takes him in – but he robs 2 silver candle sticks. He’s caught. The bishop lies and says they were a gift to him. He’s released, but then steals a coin from a boy. He is pursued again. Then he realizes what he did was wrong and wants to give the coin back to the kid. The reader or the audience sees redemption taking place right in front of them.
Did that musical, movie or book, change and help improve any person’s sense of mercy towards other human beings?
On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the highest, what is my level of mercy, compassion, understanding and forgiveness?
Do I ever wonder what’s going on in the minds and hearts of other people – especially those I don’t know – associate with – don’t like – or don’t understand?
Do I ever think that there are people – many people on this planet who are singing, “I Dreamed a Dream”? Did I cry when I heard Susan Boyle sing that song from Les Mis – Susan being a person that many had written off – by her looks? Do I ever see a group of people cutting grass – or being rounded up as illegal’s – and do I ever wonder what their dreams for their lives and their kids are like?
If you feel trapped in prejudice or sin or doubt or any kind of feeling stuck, you’re here in the right place today. Sneak up on the communion line today – even if you feel unworthy and steal the bread. Hear the gospel news today, “This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.” Hear Jesus words, “I tell you there is more rejoicing in heaven over one repentant sinner than over ninety-nine virtuous who have no need of repentance.” [Cf. Luke 15:2, 7,10] Steal the bread of life today – but don’t take the candlesticks or the collection.
I’VE BEEN BLESSED
I've been blessed joining a religious community in the Catholic Church called the Redemptorists. Our motto sums us up: "Copiosa apud eum redemtio." It's a text from the great Divine Mercy Psalm, 130 - and translates into English from the Latin, "With him there is fullness of redemption." Our charism is to reach out to those who feel they are lost or drowning and they are screaming out to God for help, "Out of the depths, I cry to you O Lord."
A parishioner asked a Redemptorist, "How come you guys never talk about Divine Mercy?" And the priest answered, "That's all we ever talk about!"
I’ve also been blessed in being born in a Catholic Family – the youngest of 4 kids – my father and mother both being immigrants – who came here with the dream of a future. I remember my sister Mary telling me how surprised her grandkids were when she said her dad – our dad - never made more than $100 a week. My mother worked on Broadway – cleaning offices at night. I was brought up in the seminary hearing about the rich legacy of Papal teachings about work – put into encyclicals on Labor and Labor Unions – as the Catholic and Christian answer to the plight of the world’s workers – which the communists were trying to address – especially on a day like today, May 1st – May day. [1]
Last night and this morning as I was thinking about the stuff in this homily. I realized loud and clear that our family was gifted with a great blessing about having mercy and compassion and forgiveness. I have to talk to my two sisters about this – next time we’re yakking. Our mom was killed in a hit and run accident – and it was a horrible experience – but we didn’t go bonkers with the 3 men – in the car who hit her – illegal’s – who ran. We never really had any issue with forgiveness. They didn’t wake up that morning saying they were going to hit and run and leave someone dead on the street. They must have panicked as they were on their way to work and this happened. Somewhere along the line we learned it wasn’t worth holding onto anger or hurt. The death of our mom was tough enough. Let go and let God be our help!
As priest I’ve met various people who can’t forgive others or themselves for disasters in their lives. Sometimes I want to scream, "Enough already!"
TODAY IS DIVINE MERCY SUNDAY
Today is Divine Mercy Sunday. It’s also called "Doubting Thomas Sunday". Today’s readings are filled with the theme of mercy.
Do I have any doubts about my take on others? Is my take on another, really the other?
Do I have any doubts about my take on myself? Do I really know who I really am?
Do I believe people can change? Have I ever changed?
Do I believe people can be forgiven? Do I believe I have been forgiven?
What’s my take on what God is like? Do I see God as fist or open hand?
Do I believe that Jesus Christ is God - God incarnate? See Jesus, see God? Do I believe that Jesus Christ wants us to have Mercy – and move us towards incarnating or being Divine Mercy?
Do I believe Jesus’ words on the cross, “Father forgive them they don’t know what they are doing?” Did Jesus look at those who were arresting him, putting him on trial, beating him, making fun of them, putting a crown of thorns on him, screaming for his capital punishment and wanting to free Barabbas? Did he look into the eyes of those in the crowd on the way to Calvary, those spitting at him, cursing him, nailing him to a cross at Calvary, watching him die, as well as his disciples who ran away, denying him, betraying him? Did anyone hear him say, “Father forgive them, because they don’t know what they are doing?” and then apply those words to themselves? [2]
Did I ever think or say, “It’s not fair. All my life I’ve been good and you’re telling me this other person who really never did anything can get into heaven the same as me?” Did I ever realize Jesus might have told the story about those invited to work in the vineyard even at the last hour – and get the same amount of salary as those who worked the whole day to get me to look at my attitudes? [3] Did I ever wonder if I was like the elder brother in the Prodigal Son Story – who wouldn't welcome his younger brother home – like his father did? [4] Did I ever doubt the story about the Good Thief at Calvary – whom Jesus said would be with him in paradise that same day as well? [5]
Did I ever think that Purgatory might be for those who can’t give the sign of peace to everyone in heaven – especially those there whom they don't think they should be there - and till they are willing to reach out that hand or whatever we have in Paradise to these others – they will not be fully in heaven – which is being in God – a God of Divine Mercy – a Trinity in the Eternal Dance – which is the so called, "Perichoresis of eternity" – everyone out on the dance floor with the Three Persons in God leading all of us in the Wedding Dance called eternity. And slowly people in Purgatory – those in those chairs facing the dance floor – realize I have to let go of my prejudices – my inability to forgive all these horrible people dancing hand in hand with God – and those on the dance floor scream joy as they pull that person into the dance – into the dance called God? [6]
CONCLUSION
The title of my homily is “Divine Mercy”. The sooner I discover God is forgiveness – God is all inclusive – God is all let go of what I'm holding onto – the sooner my hands become empty so I can then grab God's hands and I then become Divine Mercy as well. Amen.
NOTES
[1] If you are Catholic and you're against Labor Unions - I challenge you to read the various social encyclicals by our popes. Type into Google the following for starters: Rerum Novarum [1891] by Pope Leo XIII; Laborem Exercens [1981] by Pope John Paul II; Caritas in Veritate [2009] by Pope Benedict XVI.
[2] Cf. Luke 23:34
[3] Matthew 20: 1- 16
[4] Cf. Luke 15: 11-32
[5] Cf. Luke 23: 39-43
[6] Perichoresis is seen by some theologians to mean the "dance of the Trinity". Not all agree with this. I have been intrigued by this analogy ever since I heard it in a lecture years ago. It's personal. The 3 persons in the Trinity are one in the dance, yet 3 persons. And they are pulling all of us into union, communion, with them. If interested explore Google typing in the word, "perichoresis". I don't know how to dance, nor do I like it when people at weddings try to pull me onto the floor, but I do want to be in the Trinity.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
The honeymoon ends ….
The last kid leaves ….
The other goes ….
Death hits home ….
Cemeteries exist ….
The ginger ale loses its fizzle ….
The steak gets cold….
The beer gets warm….
Prayer becomes boring ….
Mass feels meaningless ….
Emptiness invades and then inhabits everywhere….
The Lord and his dream of a kingdom ended last Friday….
We leave for Galilee. We leave for home. We leave for where we came from….
We fish the whole night and catch nothing….
It feels like 3:25 in the morning too many times ….
I guess this is what they mean by the dark night of the soul….
Time ticks ….
The sun slowly surprises the darkness….
The sun always rises ….
Faith screams like a rooster
or a roaring fire engine in the last dark before dawn….
There’s always hope, there’s always the morning, daybreak,
an end to death….
We hear his muffled voice in the morning mist….
The Lord is always on the shore directing us where and how to fish,
and 153 new possibilities appear in our net….
The dark night of the soul disappears like the night – for a while –
and we experience the bright sunlight of the soul….
We’ve been here before and we’ll be here again….
Prayer sparkles….
The Mass alleluias….
Resurrection is as sure as the dawn….
Jesus is Lord….
Jesus eats with us….
We chew – we digest – we swallow the bread….
We eat the fish we caught and cooked….
We sit there on the sand – digesting the Risen Lord,
knowing it’s always these morning moments of communion that
help us face the Noonday Devil – as well as the slow afternoons –
as well as the long commute home – and then some nights –
the dark night returns - and we can't sleep and
we wonder it this is big one - the eternal night – and we know
we have to let go - if we want to go on - if we want to get to sleep -
and we make the big act of faith - the big leap in the dark -
knowing there will be the eternal dawn for us – after our death –
when we arrive on the other sure – Jesus the Risen Lord
waiting for us even if our nets are empty....
By faith – by experience – we know the Son always rises….
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Painting on top: The Second Draught of Fish by James Tissot, 1836-1902
This is a homiletic reflection for Easter Friday - 2003. I had a funeral this morning, so I didn't have a Easter Friday Mass. I have been wanting to add some thoughts other than my Quote for the Day, so I went fishing in my homily collection. I had 4 homilies for this Easter Friday. They are sort of so so - so let me go fishing with this one - and see if I help you net some thoughts.
I noticed as I looked at this reflection from 2003 that one of my lines was probably stolen - unconsciously - from F. S. Fitzgerald. His line is: "In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning." That's from The Crack Up [1936]. I didn't read it, but I have seen that quote from time to time. I also noticed that Bartlett's - where I found Fitzgerald's quote - has a footnote to check St. John of the Cross and Napoleon. I did. St. John of the Cross [1542-1591] has a whole book with the title, "The Dark Night of the Soul." Bartlett's has this quote from Napoleon Bonaparte [1791-1821], "Two o'clock in the morning courage: I mean unprepared courage." That quote has this following it: "[December 4, 5, 1815] From Las Cases, Memorial de Ste-Helene [1823]" Then that quote has this footlnote: "Le courage de l'improviste. The three o'clock in the mornng courage which Bonaparte thought was the rarest. - Thoreau, Walden [1854], chapter 4, Sounds." It struck me that I could keep going on with this and it might end up sometime around 2 or 3 in the morning.
I noticed as I looked at this reflection from 2003 that one of my lines was probably stolen - unconsciously - from F. S. Fitzgerald. His line is: "In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning." That's from The Crack Up [1936]. I didn't read it, but I have seen that quote from time to time. I also noticed that Bartlett's - where I found Fitzgerald's quote - has a footnote to check St. John of the Cross and Napoleon. I did. St. John of the Cross [1542-1591] has a whole book with the title, "The Dark Night of the Soul." Bartlett's has this quote from Napoleon Bonaparte [1791-1821], "Two o'clock in the morning courage: I mean unprepared courage." That quote has this following it: "[December 4, 5, 1815] From Las Cases, Memorial de Ste-Helene [1823]" Then that quote has this footlnote: "Le courage de l'improviste. The three o'clock in the mornng courage which Bonaparte thought was the rarest. - Thoreau, Walden [1854], chapter 4, Sounds." It struck me that I could keep going on with this and it might end up sometime around 2 or 3 in the morning.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
AT THE BEAUTIFUL GATE
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily for this Easter Wednesday is, “The Beggar at the Beautiful Gate.”
In the history of the world there have been many beggars – and if beggars are smart – and beggars can be choosey – they often pick beautiful places to beg.
We’ve all see beggars outside stores in the Mall. I just gave a guy a 5 two weeks ago – outside of Office Depot – and lots of folks have seen a lady with kids – begging out in our parking lot on weekends and we said to her to go to our St. Vincent de Paul – because this parish is very, very generous. We say this because they help as well as screen folks well – and a lot of people are truly stuck – and the economy is still “iffy!”
Beggars ….
TODAY’S FIRST READING
I chose to say a few words about the first reading – especially because today’s gospel will be the Sunday Gospel – not this Sunday – but the Sunday after that. It’s the story of the 2 disciples on the road to Emmaus – and we’ve all heard many homilies on that key gospel story.
Today’s first reading from Acts is the story of “The Beggar at the Beautiful Gate”.
I heard a homily on this text in 1968 and I still remember it. A priest at Most Holy Redeemer Church in New York City used this story in reverse. He used it to thank a rich donor – a man who didn’t have to beg – a man who had silver and gold – and gave a nice chunk to the church – and they were honoring this man for his many gifts to the church.
Most Holy Redeemer was my first assignment. I had finished my studies. I was now in ministry. I was starting to get my real education. Here was an old priest who taught me that scriptures can be used in surprising ways.
So I gradually learned that all these readings that were talking about people from a long time ago – can also be talking about people here and now in ways I never noticed before.
BEGGING
In this homily I’ll reverse what I heard in 1968 and say that we are the beggars.
We come to church – to this beautiful gate of heaven – to beg.
Question: What are you begging for today?
What did you beg for the last time you came to this beautiful place?
What will you beg for tomorrow?
We are all beggars?
St. Alphonsus – the Founder of the Redemptorists - is labeled as "The Doctor of Prayer" – because he preached so often on it, He said the # 1 reason for prayer is to ask – to beg.
We come here begging for our children, begging for our world, begging for peace, begging that our leaders will lead and lead us well. We come here to beg for faith, hope and charity.
We come here begging for sight and insight.
St. Aphonsus also stressed action – some action – some movement – some motion on our part. The beggar has to crawl or get to the Beautiful Gate – in order to beg. He or she can’t stay in the shelter, the apartment – the cardboard box.
All have to hear the mantras: “Pray for potatoes, but pick up shovel.” “In a storm, pray - but row to shore!”
We come here to hear God and Peter and John and all the saints and all our wisdom figures say to us, “I have neither silver nor gold, but what I do have I give you: in the name of Jesus Christ the Nazorean, rise and walk.”
We come here to beg that we receive the power to rise from where we are and to walk in a new light.
Yes we have problems – family problems, health problems – and we need to beg for help if possible. We also need to hear: Pick up a shovel. Start rowing.
We also come here to hear that we can help others to rise and walk with a new way of doing life. There might be people in our lives who need a good push to stand up – to get off their butts – out of their beds and move it. It might be a son or a daughter in their 20’s, 30’s or 40’s – or a husband who has become a couch potato. Move it. Rise and walk. Get out of the house and garden. Get out of the house and volunteer. Get into the garage and clean it up. Wake up and make our surroundings a more beautiful place to live.
Use the clicker to turn off the boob tube. Get out of your Lazy Boy chair. Get into reality. Rise and walk.
I remember a couple who prayed and prayed for their son – in his early 30’s - who settled in their home and wouldn’t work or move it. So they bought a trailer and headed west and came back a few months later and he was gone – and the door was closed. It worked. I guess the refrigerator and freezer eventually emptied out.
Sometimes solutions are not so beautiful – and the gate to freedom – is escaping or doing something strange to be a desired action.
CONCLUSION
To be honest, I have trouble putting into words this issue of prayer and action, grace and self-help, how God works, how prayer works, but I would assume that the bottom line message is: beg – pray – but also rise and walk. Amen.
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