SOMETIMES
Talking with you
is like we’re walking
on eggs or a floor
made of fluorescent tubes
and that is not helpful in
bringing light to our conversations.
© Andy Costello,
Reflections 2015
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Monday, May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015
YOU KNOW
It seems you know.
Therefore I don’t know
whether you know
that I think that I think
differently from you.
So maybe you’re saying
and thinking the same thing
and thinking the same thing
about me. So what now?
© Andy Costello,
Reflections 2015
P.S. I think I think these things
because I have read Knots by
R.D. Laing
MEMORIAL DAY
When we hear the words - when we think about Memorial
Day, what hits us? That is my question
for the moment.
It’s a sacred day!
It’s a day of Thanksgiving.
It’s a day to rethink the gift of life.
It’s a day to say some prayers.
It’s a break - some extra time - some extra space. Hope
the weather is good for Frisbee or the beach - a cookout - hot dogs and burgers - beer and watermelon.
It’s a time for flag waving, patriotism, parades, bands,
and to remember our dead.
It’s the time to reflect upon the craziness - and
sometimes the necessity of war - because sometimes some people are crazy and
need to protect one another and stop each other. Sometimes we don’t just say
“Hi!” to each other as human beings, sometimes we don’t accept each other as
brother or sister - and so we have wars when people kill each other.
I always remember on Memorial Day a tiny little story I
spotted in Time Magazine years and years ago. The story talked about a young sculptor,
who during World War I. In his spare time in a foxhole he had carved the wood
stock of his rifle handle into the figure of another human. I don’t remember who
or what the sculpture was of. It might have been of baby or a woman. What I
remember all my life - and won’t forget - that this man’s talent, future,
possibilities all ended there in his early 20’s in the mud and the machine guns
and mustard gas in the middle of a war.
So that’s one reason I began thinking about all the people who never got a
chance to live life - because someone’s life line stopped - with a bullet or a
bomb or a blast there in a battle in some woods or battle field or beach.
I think of all the Veteran’s cemeteries I’ve been in or
have gone by in my life so far: Gettysburg, Antietam, Arlington, Crownsville,
those two veteran’s cemeteries on West Street - and so many more.
I think of dust - earth - the paths we travel, the dust
on our blinds - how this is all part of a billion living beings - that once was
alive. I don’t believe in re-incarnation. I believe this is me and I get one
shot - but I also believe I am part of all kinds of past life containing the
life of men and women and children and squirrels, bears and bugs and hippos and
deer - and trees and roses and onions
that grew and left their mark on this planet - for millions and millions of
years so far.
I think of the urge and the hope in every human being to
be remembered - that someone knew I was here - and so people leave letters,
words, children, a legacy for someone to read - someone to see - someone to
hold.
I’m glad there are cemeteries, obituaries, ship
manifestos, baptismal records, marriage licenses, photos and graffiti - that we
are not an I but a WE.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
COME HOLY SPIRIT!
GOING FROM THE KNOWN
TO THE UNKNOWN
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily is, “Come Holy Spirit! Going from the Known to the Unknown.”
Today is the Great Feast of the Holy Spirit. We sing,
“Come Holy Spirit:” We sing, “Veni Sanctae Spiritus.”
TODAY’S
READINGS
Today’s readings obviously feature the Holy Spirit -
often called, “The Unknown Person of God.” “The Unknown Person of the Trinity.”
We often hear of the Father and the Son - but not enough
of the Holy Spirit.
So the title of my homily is, “Come Holy Spirit! Going
from the Known to the Unknown.”
I’m simply going to move through 3 images of the Holy
Spirit: Wind, Fire and the Dove.
ACTION STEP
I’m going to stress the action step of seeing and
reflecting - using our eyes and our mind - to notice and to consider.
One of first images of God is that God is Spirit - Wind -
Air.
Sit with a morning cup of coffee and look out the window
or if you have a porch and look around you. Sense. Listen. See. Sit there and
watch the leaves shaking like a fan in a hot church - fanning the air - getting
us cooler. Watch the grass do a wiggle dance in our yard. Just sit there on
most mornings - and sense the air, the wind, the breath of creation. Things are
moving.
Remember the stories that begin our genesis in The Book of Genesis.
The Book of Genesis
begins: “In the beginning of Creation, when God made heaven and earth, the
earth was without form and void, with darkness over the face of the abyss, and
a mighty wind that swept over the
surface of the waters. God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light; and
God saw that the light was good, and he separated light from darkness. He
called the light day, and the darkness night. So evening came, and morning
came, the first day.”
Those are just the first 5 verses of the Bible - the book
called Genesis - The Beginning.
I like to pick up any book and read the first 5 or so
sentences - especially a novel or a short story.
“Mom and dad had me! Wow what a story so far. Wanna hear
it?”
Read on.
Wind, air, breath are essential for life. Catch your
breath.
Then God forms us out of the clay - the mud of the earth
- like a sculptor - and breathes life into that clay and the statue called me becomes
flesh like Adam and Eve - we walk with God especially in the cool of the
evening.
Then God the Birth Mother and Father slaps us - gives us breath
- not artificial resuscitation - fresh
breath, fresh air and we’re moving - living - breathing on our own.
That word for breath in Hebrew is “Ruah” - wind, air,
breath - and the Rush of God is in us.
Life!
Primitive people figured this out. We are from God - we
depend upon God - because when we stop breathing - we’re dead.
So the beginners knew God - absolute fear and trembling -
mysterious God - especially when they stopped to have their cup of coffee each
morning and see - feel - the breath of God.
So the primitive spiritual leaders told people to be
aware of their breath, the wind, the air, “Breathe!”
“Come Holy Spirit.”
SECONDLY FIRE
As we know - fire needs air - oxygen. It’s all connected.
People - us primitive people also know the power of fire
- volcano, the sun, the fire place, the stove, the blast off fuel of rocket
ships going to the stars.
So too fuel - coal, oil, gas, wood, - get a light -
ignite it - go deeper and discover atomic or hydrogen power - and who knows
what’s next - in the next thousand years - where we’re headed.
Fire, power, fuel, sit looking into a fire place in the
dead dark of winter or scouts while camping - or young people on the beach with
a big beach party - stir sparks of light. There is something basic burning here
in these moments - and we’re moved into deeper mystery - and we know more than
we know - we go into the deep unknown - and get hints of God - so too in the
absence of God and heat - we know we can freeze to death - and die.
Come Holy Spirit.
LASTLY, THE
DOVE
Like Noah - after 40 days sailing in his boat on an empty
looking sea - we see the message from the bird with the branch in its mouth and
know there’s land near.
So too Columbus - as the myth and the legends and the stories go
- they saw a bird with an branch and they too knew land was close by.
So from early, early times, the bird, whether it’s a
raven or a dove, an eagle or a hoot from an owl, there is a message here for us
to hear, to see, to notice and to learn from.
CONCLUSIONS
The title of my homily today is, “Come Holy Spirit! Going
from the Known to the Unknown.”
I talked about wind, fire and the dove.
The action step is to see and reflect - notice and
consider.
I love to see people on sail boats - looking and smiling
- feeling and embracing a breeze off the water - filling a sail - or just the skin on their face - and with eyes closed
- their minds are filled with God and the beauty of life.
I love to see people on the New York or Toronto subway or
metro - smiling to each other - people of all colors and shades - but their
faces speaking the same language - and I get Pentecost - there is a language we
all speak and signal - a sign language that says we are all brothers and
sisters.
So too scenes around the fireplace - or a barn or beach
fire. When we’re all one without words.
I love to watch the birds of the air. Wow can they fly.
I loved watching the birds of the air last Tuesday and
Wednesday here in Annapolis, with the Blue Angels doing some of things real
birds can do. Amazing.
All of the above tells me the Spirit of God is still
involved in Creation.
Come Holy Spirit - you’re here. Thanks.
May 24, 2015
PENTECOST
I guess I don’t/won’t get it, till I’m all shook up. [1]
I guess I don’t/won’t get it, till I’m burned - till
I have a fire lit under me - or over me. [2]
I guess don’t/won’t get it till I try to be in peace
and to be in holy communion with every person -
no matter what the language - or the culture. [3]
I guess I don’t/won’t get God till I sense his presence not just in storm - when I scream in terror, “Oh my God!” but in God’s still soft whispering voice. [4]
I guess I don’t/won’t get it, till I keep praying,
“Come Holy Spirit! and God’s Holy Spirit
Comes and dwells within me and I in God. Amen.[5]
Notes
[1] Acts of the Apostles 2: 1-2
[2] Acts of the Apostles 2:3
[3] Acts of the Apostles 2:8; Galatians 5:22
[4] 1 Kings 19:12]
[5] Romans 8:11; Ephesians 2:22
© Andy Costello, Reflections,
2015
Saturday, May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015
METAPHORS
METAPHORS
Some can’t see, hear, or
understand only by metaphor.
It’s all Chinese to them: pictographs.
Some take everything literally and
can’t picture themselves taking
a bull by the horns.
a bull by the horns.
Some see life as a journey, others a dance, still others a picnic, some a zoo or a battle and some just don’t seem to see life at all.
© Andy Costello,
Reflections 2015
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