Monday, February 1, 2016


BEING   YELLED   AT

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 4th Monday in Ordinary Time is, “Being Yelled At!”

TODAY’S READINGS

In today’s two readings, we have scenes where people are yelled at.

So let me say a little bit about being yelled at - but I’m not sure just what to do or say about all this.

In today’s first reading from 2nd Samuel a man named Shimei throws stones and words at David. And David’s officers and soldiers want to know if they can go over and lop off his head.

David  says “No, if my own son is trying to kill me, let his guy alone and let him curse me.”

And the reading tells us, “David and his men continued on the road…. while Shimei … all the while was cursing and throwing stones at David.”

In today’s gospel a strange ranger from the tombs yells out at Jesus, “What have you do to with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High. I adjure you by God, do not torment me.”

The guy is filled with demons - a legion of demons. In the Roman army a Legion was 5000 soldiers.

And Jesus send this legion of demons into herds of pigs - swine - it says 2000 - and they ran down the hill  and into the sea of Galilee.

I remember standing in a boat on the Lake of Galilee - seeing what I was seeing - and I saw a cliff and thought of this scene - and then a beach - and wondered where this took place.

BEING YELLED AT

The title of my homily is, “Being Yelled At!”

I was trying to remember any time I was yelled at.

A guy in Bermuda started cursing and making obscene gestures at me for being white. I assumed that because of what he was yelling. I was with a cruise group visiting a local port. I quickly ran back to where the gang I was with were.

In Mansfield, Ohio I added “and women” to the reading of the scriptures and some guy yelled out from the benches, “It says just men.” I was trying to be P.C.

And on the Lower East Side we used to say Mass at the convent above the school on East 4th Street. We’d go out the  back gate of East 3rd Street rectory and walk down the street to the school, ring the bell, and a nun would hear the bell and take the elevator down to the 1st floor - walk to the front door and let us in. Well a few times in the summer some guys across the street from the school would be sleeping on the fire escape landing - and yell out at 6:25 in the morning - at the priest was standing there, “Hey we know where you’re going and we know what you’re doing.”  The elevator couldn’t come quick enough.

Those are the only 3 moments I could come up with from my life today thinking about all this

What about you? Were you ever yelled at and how did you react and what did you learn from the moment.

RESPONSE

From today’s readings I think the learnings could be.

Be calm, as David was. That was his reaction. Don’t cut off heads. There are worse things others could attack me for. And then move on.

Next, what would be a learning from Jesus and the pigs?  Maybe it could be this: “When yelled at, be an instrument of the Lord’s peace.”

In today’s gospel Jesus sends the demons into the pigs - and they run down the hill and are drowned. Wouldn’t it be great if the echoes of anger people yell at us during a life time - if they could just run away - and stampede into the ocean of nothing.

CONCLUSION

As I said in the beginning, I’m really not that sure just what to do about being yelled at.

Maybe twist the yell of the demon plagued guy in today’s gospel and say, “Jesus do something to help me with all this. Thanks.”


We can’t send demons into  pigs or dogs or cats, but we can send peace to the other person.


Sunday, January 31, 2016


REFLECTIONS  ON  REJECTIONS

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Fourth Sunday in Ordinary Time [C] is, “Reflections on Rejections.”

What are your reflections on rejections?

How have you dealt with the rejections of life?

In the beauty contests of life - no one wins every one of them.

How have you done when you came in second place - or you didn’t even place - or you didn’t even make the team - or the cut - and you feel cut?

Have you ever said or felt like saying, “What am I chopped liver?” or “What am I chum for sharks?” or  “I feel like you’re throwing me under the bus.”

Rejections can feel like a massage with sandpaper. It can be tough being phased-out, fired, retired, or forgotten.

Tough topic for today.

TODAY’S READINGS

Today’s readings triggered  the topic and the theme for this homily and it’s not even Lent.

In today’s first reading Jeremiah gives us some reflections on being rejected.

Prophets are rejected - especially when they tell the truth. As we know - the truth often hurts - but it can set us free.  

However, when people sense a correction or a suggestion that will hurt is coming - the speaker, the prophet, is often rejected.   

When we're baptized, we're anointed prophets, priests and kings - and queens. 

However, being a prophet - speaking up - let's be honest, it's a calling we often avoid. Everyone knows the messenger is often shot - shot down. 

Parents are often prophets when they are trying to tell their kids they can date better. But kids won’t listen till they are crying in their beer - another choice prophets and parents are always screaming about - telling about - hinting about - and rejected for.

Jeremiah hears the Lord telling him to stand up and tell others all that I command you. Then the Lord adds, “Be not crushed on their account!”

The Lord tells Jeremiah that I “have made you a fortified city, a pillar of iron, a wall of brass.” Prophets need good bullet proof vests.
That’s the first reading.

Today’s gospel has Jesus being celebrated till he starts challenging - especially his home town. He fires back at them that prophets are never accepted in their home town.

Once more parents and siblings tell someone in the family when they are playing with fire - and they are going to be burnt - if they continue as is.

Rejections - reactions - remarks soon follow.

"Well, what about when you...?"

Today’s gospel ends with his whole town driving Jesus out of town. They want to throw him off a hill on which their town was built - but he passes through their midst and went away. I don’t know how Jesus did that, but that’s how Luke tells the story.




THE CROSS

We Christians have as our central symbol the Cross. It’s THE ultimate sign of rejection.

We have that big gigantic cross up front - at St. John Neumann’s Church. The big one here is in the back - off to the side on the way out. 

Big crosses  scream out the message of rejection loud. I heard that some didn’t want that big cross at St. John Neumann’s.

Sometimes I think that big cross is too much - too tough - too in your face. 

Would butterflies and the beautiful birds of the air be better? How about the Risen Christ? 

I wonder at times how much in the  past 15 or so years, how has that big cross at St. John Neumann influenced the reflective life of those who come to Mass here. 

I got the thought it could be even tougher - if it was a really blood crucifix. Or what would it be like to have added to the wall the cross is attached to - a black paint sprayed on graffiti word, “Reject.”

Imagine having that word as a nickname?

I don’t know about you, but I never liked preaching that says that our rejections and our sins - were hitting and hurting Jesus the day he died on Calvary.  

Yet - yet - yet - I have to keep on reflecting on the impact of my mistakes. How do my words, my sins, my way of treating others, my gossip, hit the  Body of Christ.

The title of my homily for today is, “Reflections on Rejections.”

BIRMINGHAM

I’m sure you heard the poem “When Jesus Came to Birmingham.” It's Birmingham in England - from which our city in Alabama is named.  

It’s a poem by G. A. Studdert-Kennedy. It goes like this:

WHEN JESUS CAME TO BIRMINGHAM

When Jesus came to Golgotha, they hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through hands and feet, and made a Calvary;
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns, red were His wounds and deep,
For those were crude and cruel days, and human flesh was cheap.

When Jesus came to Birmingham, they simply passed Him by.
They would not hurt a hair of Him, they only let Him die;
For men had grown more tender, and they would not give Him pain,
They only just passed down the street, and left Him in the rain.

Still Jesus cried, 'Forgive them, for they know not what they do, '
And still it rained the winter rain that drenched Him through and through;
The crowds went home and left the streets without a soul to see,
And Jesus crouched against a wall, and cried for Calvary. 

HOW WE TREAT ONE ANOTHER

This will be a good homily if we reflect on rejections and then we treat one another better this week than last  week. 

This will be a good homily if we reflect on rejections and then we love one another better this week than last week.

How can we love one another better? Answer: by putting into practice all the things what love is like in today’s second reading: being patient, being kind, not being jealous, not being rude, not seeking our own interests, not rejoicing when another makes a mistake, and on and on and on.

There are lots of people crouching against a wall and crying for Calvary.

Translation: the Birmingham poem triggers the thought of suffering alone being worse than suffering with others around.

There are lots of people who feel all alone because they have experienced the one or all of the 4  D’s: Divorced, Dumped, Dissed or Dropped.

Then there are the little rejections. 

How many times have we been in a conversation and someone else jumps right into the middle of  our conversation in person or by cell or iPhone? 

How many times have we experienced someone yawning in our face, looking at their watch or looking over our shoulder as we're telling them a fabulous story? 

FEELING ALL ALONE


The Bible says very early on that it's not good to be alone. Even Adam and Eve hid from God - who wanted to walk with them in the cool of the evening.

I have in my room a Styrofoam cup with some writing on it. It's something someone told me about a girl in West Virginia. She was in a small college and was doing horrible and an academic dean asked her why she was there. 

She answered, “I came here to be went with and I ain’t been went with yet.”

When I heard that at a coffee break in a small parish I was preaching at in Southern Ohio just across the Ohio River from West Virginia, I said, “Let me write that down?" And I fished out of my pocket a ballpoint pen and wrote those words on my Styrofoam coffee cup - without spilling my coffee.

There are millions of people on this planet who cry that same cry, “I came here to be went with and I ain’t been went with yet.”

The opposite of rejection is acceptance.

Our pope has declared this year, the year of “Welcome” - “Mercy” - “You matter!”

The Christian is called to be Christ - to be like Christ - to welcome all people. The Christian is called to spend time and love and self with others - and take away some of those feelings of rejection that so many people feel.

Where to start: in house - in one's own home.

Where to start: in heart - in one's own heart.

CONCLUSION

This week, I would challenge myself and all people to start with oneself and with God.

Unless we feel acceptance and being loved by God - who sent Jesus into our own home and heart, to accept us - then we won’t be bringing that God of love - that God love - to others.

If we feel rejected by God, then we might do the same to others by rejecting others.

So start with self and then bring the love God feels towards us - towards others.



When we love one another, we are taking away the rejections of our world. Amen. 
January 31, 2016

CREPITUDE?

Crepitude? It’s the creeping crawling feeling
of aches and pains that can come with aging.

Getting older, some say, “Crud!” or “Crap!” - 
when they feel  the creep of crepitude. Those
two words are pain sounding four letter words. 

Note: crepitude is not yet in the English dictionary.
The French dictionary, yes, but it’s a rare word.

What about two new words: "cruditude" and 
"crapitude"? No! I'll stick with "crepitude".

"Decrepitude" is a normal English word that can be heard in the early rounds of a Spelling Bee?

I like crepitude better - so I'm pushing it here.

Crepitude can also be found in our spirit and our
bones - usually arriving on cold days near the end
of January. Ugh! We still have to get through
February and half of March till we get to Spring.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016

Saturday, January 30, 2016

January 30, 2016


SILENCE FOR A NON-BELIEVER


Silence….

He said, “I’m a non-believer.
I don’t believe in God, nor do
I believe in heaven or hell.”

Silence….

Eventually I said, “If you’re saying
that  - then I believe you must have
been burnt by some hell.”

Silence….

Then I added, “Volunteer
to help in a hospital or a
nursing home or pick up your
grandkids after school.”

Silence….

“Okay climb a mountain
starting in the morning or
walk a beach in the evening.”

Silence....

“Or start gardening and watch
your garden grow. You never
know what might pop up.”

Silence....

“Or perhaps, best case scenario:
some afternoon, drop into a
quiet church and sit in the
semi-darkness. Watch the flicker
of the red candles off to the side.”

Silence….

“Hey, you might be there when
one goes out - and you might
even get up and light one
for yourself. You never know.”

Silence….

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016


Friday, January 29, 2016

January 29, 2016



8  ECOLOGICAL BEATITUDES

Blessed are the birds, they don’t have to get
to airports and stand on lines in order to fly
to get to where they want to get.

Blessed are the rivers, the lakes, the ponds,
the oceans and the fish, tiny and giant creatures,
they know without them,  there would be no we.

Blessed are the trees - giving us tables and
chairs, doors and homes, pencils and paper,
and okay - there is always the cross.

Blessed are the flowers - giving us beauty
and color - gift and surprise - poetry and pause -
telling us life is not all business and busyness.

Blessed are the babies - they give us chances
to think of others, end our selfishness, me, me,
me, and give it our best for their future - not ours.

Blessed are the sun and the moon
they give us light and energy by day
and a reason to look up in the night.

Blessed is the wind - it helps sail our boats,
spin our windmills, fly our kites, clear the air
and walk with our God in the cool of the evening.

Blessed are wheat and grapes, they give us bread and wine - and a chance to celebrate moments in memory of Jesus who walked this earth with us.



© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016
Cf. Laudato Si'

Thursday, January 28, 2016

January 28, 2016

SEEING  IS  BELIEVING

Stop! See what you’re seeing - just in case
you miss all that is right before your eyes.

See the sky - see the ground  - see all that
is in between - but don’t do this in traffic.

See the trees: the deciduous and the evergreen -
and wonder how and why that’s all about.

See the people - smile at the shapes, the sizes,
the wrinkles and the smooth, the young and the old.

Stop! Realize you’re in a library walking by story after story, fiction and non-fiction - history and mystery.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

January 27, 2016


DEATH IN WINTER

Snow - like a grey white empty silk kimono -
leaning against a cold grey gravestone -
but underneath me - underneath that stone -
the scream that rolls back stones - the scream
called, “Resurrection - Jesus - New  Life.”


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016