Sunday, November 1, 2015

SIGNED, SEALED AND DELIVERED


The title of my homily for this feast of All Saints is, "Signed, Sealed and Delivered."

In the first sentence in today's first reading from the Book of Revelation 7:2, I noticed the word "seal" - as in "the seal of the living God." Then at the end of that first section it says, I heard the number of those who had been marked with the seal, one hundred and forty-four thousand marked from every tribe of the children of Israel."

How many people down through the centuries wondered and worried, "Am I going to make it? Am I going to be part of the 144,000? O my God, by now all those spots have to have been signed, sealed and you have delivered."

How many people have felt the words in the song, "When the Saints Come Marching In, I want to be in their number / When the Saints come marching in?"

Relax a bit. Today's first reading, then moves away from numbers and says, "After this I had a vision of a great multitude, which no one could count, from every nation, race, people and tongue."

Phew. Okay God. I want to be part of THAT great multitude. Please God, please. Pretty please.

SIGNED AND SEALED

Here's Christianity using something everyone would know about: a seal.

Food has to get some kind of seal of approval. So too property contracts. So too marriage licenses. So too birth certificates and baptismal certificates.

How many of us have sat on a doctor's waiting room table - with the clean white paper under us - like in a delicatessen - ready for cold cuts - and it


can be cold on our butts - and we wonder - if this doctor is going to know  what she or he is doing? We look up on the wall and there are all those certificates screaming at us, "Not to worry."

"Not to worry."

But down deep, there is that worry. The clock is ticking. Wrinkles are appearing. Birthdays have come and gone, over and over and over again.

We've passed our death day on the calendar over and over again as well: the reality being - we don't know the day nor the hour.

Seals go way back before signatures - before many could write.

That tells me this stuff about seals, signatures and signs of approval are very down deep basic and important to all of us.

If you've ever been to a museum that has those deck of cards sized ancient stones - inside glass cases - stones from way back B.C. - you read the little inscriptions below them to know what they are. Some of them are sealing stones - certificate stones - with drawings etched into them. It could be a beetle or a lion or what have you.

Stones last - as in cemetery head stones or diamonds - so too seal stones. There is a knock on the door. There's a UPS guy from the year 500 B.C. He shows his stone. He's delivering a message. It's telling the recipient of a letter or package delivered - this is from the king or some leader - or some important person or relative. The seal guarantees what you're getting is what you're getting.

To be human is to want approval - certification - signification - sealed.

It could be a driver's license, a passport. Here look at my papers.

Besides genocide, to me one of the worst crimes committed during the 1992 -1995 Bosnia-Herzegovina wars was the burning down of buildings that contained birth certificates etc. etc. etc.

All those people migrating and emigrating out of Syria and a host of other Middle East and African countries bring money and precious papers.

I like to say to couples getting married or getting a baby baptized, I hope you have a fire proof box of safe - to keep safe your precious papers.

HALLOWEEN AND ALL HALLOWS AND ALL SOULS DAY

Hallowed means "holy" as in Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name...."

Yesterday, today and tomorrow - October 31st, November 1st, and November 2nd  are special days: Halloween which means “All Hallows Eve’, All Saints Day today and All Souls day - tomorrow -  we're looking at big time stuff.

We all have our demons, our possible self-destructive tendencies, our ghouls and our goblins, as well as our inner calls to be good - to be saints.

And then November 2nd, All Souls Day tells us, there are time limits.

It's fascinating how big Halloween has become - up there contesting to be a top holiday - along with Thanksgiving, Christmas and Valentine's Day.

Holiday - there's another old word - that has our faith in it - faith that can be lost....

Halloween....

Great marketing.... Great moneymaker ....

Even before Halloween and its costumes and its parties I always thought Christian religious speakers and preachers were nuts to poo poo Halloween. Hey it came from Christianity. It means the night before All Saints Day.

With a smile on our faces - it's simply acknowledging that we are devils at times. It's also advertising and preaching - we're called to be hallowed - not hollow - saints not sinners.


DEATH

Then as those Halloween costumes of skeletons yell to us - death is coming folks.

Don't forget the grave. Don't forget into dust we shall return -and all that will be left is our skeletons.

I'm assuming cremation - becoming practical, cheaper, smarter - is going to take away some of the sting a skeleton announces. All that is left with cremation are those ashes in a cheaper than a casket urn.

The Church continues to try to enter into the play of these life realities. They ask that we do all this with faith and deep respect of the human body - and a person's life.

The Church - better Christ - announces - that there is life after death. That's the great act of faith, folks.

That's the great act of hope, folks.

That's the great act of charity, folks.

Christ said the Father is a Father of Unconditional Love and Forgiveness.

But let's be honest, we all go through life not really believing that - including us priests and our preaching - because we too are in the human mix -obviously.

We think we'll have a better chance to make it into eternal life - heaven - if we lead a good life - if we've been a saint with a small s - and like one of the Saints with a capital S.

CONCLUSION

As I thought about the image of the Seal - on our forehead - it struck me that’s where we start the sign of the cross - especially with holy water as we come into Church - reminding us of our baptism - and also the sealing with oil on our forehead in baptism and confirmation.

And as I thought about the image of the Seal - or being sealed - on the forehead -  it hit me loud and clear about something I do all the time as priest.

We priests are called to seal the forehead and the hands of a dying person - the sacrament has been opened up for people about to be operated on -or who are facing serious sickness - and hopefully the words help the sick person as the prayer of the Sacrament of Anointing actually puts it.

It hit me that's exactly what's going on here. Someone is receiving a sign, a seal, and they go into death or an operation with the hope of a safe delivery here - the ultimate - like a baby coming out of the dark womb - into the light of life - or a sick person going into dark death - and the tomb - hopefully to have a safe delivery and they wake up in the eternal light -because they have been signed and sealed - approved by Jesus for a new birth to eternal life.

Amen.
November 1, 2015


ALL SAINTS SELF TEST
[Self Test # 19]

Tell me who your favorite Saint is
and it will tell you who you are.

St. Thomas the Apostle - I have doubts.
St. Peter - I put my foot in my mouth and experience forgiveness.
St. Andrew - I bring people to Christ.
St. Martha - Just do it. Quit complaining.
St. Mary - Keep listening. People need listeners.
St. Camillus de Lellis - I'm clumsy.
St. Maria Goretti - I forgive - it works.
St. Francis of Assisi - I want to keep it simple.
St. Francis de Sales - I want to keep calm.
St. Paul - I run and proclaim Christ with passion.
St. Therese - I want to do small things well.
St. Therese of Avila - Let’s start again.
St. Philip Neri - Smile! It works every time.
St. Augustine - Chastity - but I need time.
St. Monica - I keep praying - he’ll come around.
St. Thomas Aquinas - Write it down then burn it.
St. Anthony of  Padua - I keep losing things.
St. Alphonsus de Liguori - I'm trying to put into practice loving Jesus Christ.
St. John of the Cross - I find God in the dark.



© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015   
Painting on top: Fra Angelico
I'll keep working on this test. It's fluid.


Saturday, October 31, 2015

October 31,  2015


LET NO ONE SCARE YOU

Happy Halloween.

Don't be scared
with scary characters
in our midst.
Saints are around us as well.

                                                                 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2015


Friday, October 30, 2015

October 30, 2015

NOT LIKE YOU, GOD

I thank You, God,
that I am not You.

I know I try that from
time to time - especially
when I second guess
about what just happened.

I thank You, God
that I am not You.

I know I do that often
when I think I know why others
are doing what they are doing,
and what they should be doing.

I thank You God,
that I am not You.

You’re much more forgiving,
much more understanding than me,
so please God give me Your
ability to laugh at me like You do.


© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2015

Thursday, October 29, 2015

October 29, 2015

POTATOES

Potatoes - I’m prejudiced about potatoes.
They look so lower class - in the field -
in the store - in the vegetable section of
the supermarket. They are basically ugly -
compared to strawberries, watermelons,
peaches, ice cream - and walnut pie - BUT
but surprise - potatoes can surprise us.
I’ve seen folks laughing - smiling big time
while eating potato chips or French fries -
or roasted potatoes - or even baked potatoes
with white sour cream or cold butter. BUT -
but sorry - I hate boiled potatoes. They look
ugly. I know some folks like them.  Ugh. 
I don’t. In looks, they haven’t moved far 
enough up the food chain for my satisfaction.

"Kind of tough on them, aren't you?"

"Yes!"

"Hey, I thought you were Irish?"

"Yes."




© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

October 28, 2015

YOGURT ON A SILVER SPOON

There are so many things just sitting there -
right before our eyes - making life so interesting.
Take the crawl of a caterpillar: does she know
where she’s headed? How about the stem
of a pumpkin. That’s cut off and tossed, right?
Then there’s the sweet lick of types of yogurt on a cold silver spoon. I also like to see a kid 
stopping and then stepping back to hold the door
for someone 50 years older than they are - especially some guy with a face that looks 
like it hasn’t smiled in 27 years. Come on guy, smile. Thank the kid. Wow! He did it. He thanked him.
Nice going old guy. Nice going young guy.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2015

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

GROANING  PRAYERS 


INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 30th Tuesday in Ordinary Time is, “Groaning Prayers.”

Today’s first reading from Romans 8: 18-25 brings up the whole idea of groaning prayers.

They are groaning sounds which we can begin to see as prayers - sounds we make when things are out of your control - as in others, as in weather, as in health, as in the big mysteries of twists and turns in life. They are deeper than screams to our God and at others and at ourselves.

Last night after reading today’s first reading I was trying to figure out just how they would go.

So I experimented with various groans:

·       uuhhhhhhh
·       ooooooooooohhh
·       aaagggh
·       urrrrrrr
·       grrrrr
·       mmmmmmmmh

FOR STARTERS - THE IDEA OF GROANS

We’ve all heard people groaning and moaning - oohing and ahing - coming out with non-verbal soundings.

I’ve yet to hear them in church with Father Tizio’s puns - but a good pun is supposed to get a superficial - sort of surfacy - groan or moan. However, I’ve heard people make those pun groaning and moaning sounds in the corridor.

Paul in Romans 8 tells us that the whole of creation is groaning - like a woman screaming and groaning and moaning in giving birth.

Is that a woman’s greatest prayer - the groans in giving birth to a baby - bringing new life into our world?

I’ve never been at a birth - but I’ve been at several deaths - and heard the so called “death rattle” as well as painful other sounds when someone is dying - or feeling great pain - especially when they have to lift or shift their bodies.

TWO TYPES OF GROANS

I don’t know if anyone did homework on all this. This is a first draft about these sounds.

I assume that there would be two basic sounds - 2 basic groans. - joy and sorry, celebration and destruction. Awe and uh oh!

Paul says all of creation gives off groans.

Wolves howl - dogs growl and also whimper when they are hit by a car. I’ve seen documentaries showing  animals caught in an animal trap. They can  make eerie hurting sounds. I heard whales and dolphins yellings caught on sound recorders from under the sea. Are they mating calls? Are they screams. Everyone get here quickly - I found a whole supermarket of food. Do they have death moanings?




I’ve heard humans blurt - actuate - deep hurting sounds - when they are caught in a trap - stealing - cheating on a spouse - seeing a son or daughter caught in a horrible accident or crime or scandal. 

I’ve always been on the side of sound -  if a tree falls in a forest - I believe that it makes sounds - even if nobody hears it.

I picture glaciers screaming a squeaking, ice grinding and chunk - plummeting - making growling losing it sounds - when they start to split - losing big sections of their being - ice and snow that might have been part of themselves for 20,000 years.

SO WHY NOT HEAR ALL THESE GROANINGS AS PART OF REALITY?

Why not pray with these groans? See them as groans to God - groans  of pain and sounds of joy - about all the wonders and realities of creation.

Picture the sound of a kid who is living in a horrible home or orphanage and someone wants to adopt her or him. See, hear, their sounds when they realize they are free. Hear their celebration as we celebrate that God adopts us into the Trinity - as Paul tells us happens in today’s first reading.

Get in touch with the deepest sounds we all make in the depths of the ocean of our soul.

CONCLUSION

Okay the gospel for today, Luke 13: 18-21, also urges us to calmly see and sense the beauties in our backyard: tiny plants like mustard   trees - or sitting there in a morning kitchen looking out and watching birds getting seeds out of the bird feeder - or see the rich greens and colors in the fruit and vegetable section of Giant and let our gentle growls.


Or smile when making bread - at the whole process of moments called “life”. Amen.