Sunday, December 30, 2018


FAMILY: 
SPEAKING  OF  WALLS

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Holy Family Sunday is, ‘Family: Speaking of Walls.”

We need walls and we need open spaces.

Anybody who grew up in a family business like a restaurant knows that the family business needs a sign for their front door - with a message on each side. One side: “Open” and the other side, “Closed” - and they need to know when to use both.

There is a scripture text: “It’s not good to be alone.”

But sometimes - it’s good to be alone - to take a walk - to breathe - to go figure - and then come  home again.

America’s poet, Robert Frost, who can be cold, in his poem Mending Walls, gives a good  summary of the pro’s and cons of walls.

One man wants to repair the stone wall that separates his property from another man. Both meet every Spring to check out their wall.

The second man wonders why they need a wall in the first place. If they had cows, he could see a good reason, but they have trees. The first man always says “Good fences make good neighbors.”  The other man asks, “Why do they make good neighbors?’

Robert Frost  reflects, “Before I’d build a wall - I’d ask what I’m walling in and walling out.” Everyone is both those men. We have within us the need for walls and the need to break down walls. And everyone should ask themselves, “Before I’d build a wall - I’d ask to know what I’m walling in and walling out.”

I think Holy Family Sunday and the beginning and ending of a year, we should look at our family and look at our walls.

AH SWEET HOME

After a long day, we often long for the four walls of the front seat of our car or back seat in a bus as we head for home.

Ah sweet home….

To come through the garage door or the front door and close it and go into our house and make the sound, “Phew.”

To hear the question: “How was your day?”

How was your day? How was your week? How was your Christmas this year? How was 2018?  How do you want 2019 to be?  How’s your life going?

Whom do you talk to? Whom do you feel at home with? Who listens to you? Whom do you listen to?  Who opens up to you? Who closes you down?  Who gives you space?  Who gives you quiet? Who gives you great conversations?  Who turns off the TV and listens to thee?  Who turns the TV on so you  can watch favorite programs with?

Answers to these questions are often in the safe - called our skull - or our brain.

Hopefully our sweet home is a place where we can be ourselves - our best self - but  sometimes we are our worst self and we want walls to hide behind.

Hopefully our home is a home of love for one another and not a home where we condemn each other - as we heard about in today’s second reading from  1 John.

TWO CHINESE PROVERBS

“Nobody’s family can hang out the sign, ‘Nothing the matter here.’”

“Better be kind at home than burn incense in a far place.”

That far place could be church.  We all know that church goers can be crummy family members - but hopefully church - makes us all better family members.

THREE  QUOTES  FROM  THREE  NOVELISTS 

Jane Austen [1775-1817], in Emma [1815] chapter 18:  “Nobody who has not been in the interior of a family can say what the difficulties of any individual of that family may be.”

Charles Dickens  [1812-1870], in David Copperfield, chapter 28 writes,  “Accidents will occur in the best-regulated families.”

Leo Tolstoi [1828-1910] in  Anna Karenia [1875-1877] writes, “Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

LOOKING AND LISTENING  AND READING EACH OTHER

Looking back at my parents - I was blessed - because they were wonderful.

My dad took us to the park each Sunday to give my mom a break.

But looking back my dad was a big introvert.  When I look at old black and white family pictures I find myself wondering and wishing I knew what was behind my dad’s skull walls. He just happened to be an introvert. Life.

I find myself talking a lot with my last sister - who knew a lot more about my dad than I did.

She gave my sister Peggy’s Eulogy 5 years ago and I sat there hearing the wonderful story that I never knew: my dad would take my sister Peggy by bus from 62nd Street to 95 Street in Brooklyn - get her an ice cream  - and then they would walk back together. I didn’t know that. She was able to get on the other side of that wall - of my dad- that I really never got through.

I had gone away to the seminary and missed out on a lot of family stuff. But it’s a joy now to find out stuff I missed.

How about you?  What is your family like? What are you like? What do you like?

Walls have doors.  People have all kinds of phones.  What walls do you need to get through - especially if people are still alive?

Are there any walls that need to be breeched? I love a verse in a
a poem by Edwin Markham:

“He drew a circle that shut me out.
Heretic, rebel a thing to flout
But love, and I had the will to win.
We drew a circle and took him in.”

I love the sign at the Taize Monastery in France.

“All you who enter here
Be reconciled
The Father with his son
The husband with his wife
The believer with the unbeliever.
The Christian with his separated brother.”

That should  be on the wall of every home and every human being.

CONCLUSION

The title of my homily was, “Family: Speaking of Walls.”

In today’s gospel Jesus was separated, lost, from Mary and Joseph and then they started looking for him and when they found him, they told him, “Where have you been. We missed you.”

Is there anyone in your family that is missing from your life?

And most people will say yes. In 2019, if something can be done about opening that door in that wall, knock.

And I always add, “It could make things worse.”

Always remember e.e. cummings words, “Be of love a little more careful than anything.


December 30, 2018 - 


Thought for today: 


“I really believe that every person is a revelation of God - the joy of God, the love of God. I feel that the human person on the street is the appearance of Jesus Christ consumed with human needs. Christ is in the wretched person, as well as the young person, the young woman or the young child. Their smile is so fresh, like a bud or an open flower that speaks of the wealth of the plant beneath the surface. And that wealth is God.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna

Saturday, December 29, 2018




INROAD

We’re lost when dealing with
so and so. We wish we knew
of an inroad to their mind or
heart - what makes them tick -
what would get them to tell us
what they really want. But
we see the signs in their face: 
CONSTRUCTION AHEAD, SLOW, 
STOP, CLOSED, UNDER REPAIR. 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


December 29, 2018 


Thought for today: 


“The poor can't  lift themselves up by their bootstraps because they have no boots.” 


Words  of  Wisdom from 
Father  Horace  McKenna

Friday, December 28, 2018


HOLY   INNOCENTS


INTRODUCTION

The title of my reflection is: Holy Innocents.

This is a reflection for today: the feast of the Holy Innocents.

We know the story: Herod heard that there was a new born baby boy born in our midst - someone who might take over his power - someone who might take over his prominence - so he calls for the death of all new born baby boys - two years old or younger.

WE KNOW THE STORY

We know the story: number 1’s  don’t like to become number 2’s or 222,222’s.

We know the story: we are neither holy - nor are we innocent.

We know the story: there is always someone better in our midst - someone who will get the job - or the end piece of the birthday care - the piece with more icing - or the end piece of the meatloaf - if that’s the piece we love and have our eye on - or the donut with the raspberry filling.

We know the story: someone always gets better cards or a better roll of the dice in life.

We know the story: someone is always smarter than us - or finds algebra easier - or does the homework - and we didn’t - and so we cheat - making us once neither holy or innocent.

So people abort - babies - we can’t afford the cost - or do the extra for one more kid in our midst.

So people cut down those at work or school or life - who do the more - and we do the less.

When we’re babies we don’t know these things. We’re holy. We’re innocent.  But in time - we start to spot things we don’t like.  We don’t like to stand on line and see others get ahead of us.

What was our first awareness of sin or unfairness or me-first-ism?

What was our first sin?

Was it selfishness?

Was it jealousy?

Was it grabbing the other kids’ toys or dolls or candy or coins on the other kids desk?

When did we make our first real confession - telling God - telling a priest in a dark box - that we didn’t do what our mom or dad asked us to do - just a simple chore?   We wanted what we wanted when we wanted it. We didn’t want to be bothered when we wanted to watch our favorite TV cartoons.

THE READINGS FOR THIS FEAST OF THE HOLY INNOCENTS

When did we realize that today’s first reading is about us: we found it hard to admit we are not innocent - but when we did admit we can be selfish and sinful - we can be healed. [1 John, 5-2, 2]

When was the first time we said, “I did it! I lied. I sinned. I was wrong.”

Does every first child - have Herod feelings - when their parents come home with a new born baby?  Uh oh! I’m about to lose some of my privileges?

When was the first time we saw another look at us and forgive us - because they understood non-innocence- they too had made mistakes - they too learned that Jesus died to deal with all this messy side of life.

Jesus didn’t sleep perfectly every night. He knew darkness - and people who sinned.

Jesus knew morning and light - holiness and innocence.

CONCLUSION

And Mary and Joseph heard the screams of innocent children being slaughtered on their way out of Israel as they headed for Egypt - knowing they will probably hear the same sounds there in Egypt - that their ancestors heard a thousand years earlier before they escaped towards the ever illusive promised land.


December 28, 2018


NICHE

We walk around the room 
till we find a place of rest - 
our niche - but not for the 
rest of the evening - but for now - 
like life …. Sometimes here. 
Sometimes there. Sometimes 
anywhere. We have drink in hand - 
and hors d’oeuvres in the other …. 
our ears open for possible words …. 
connections - conversations. 
Phew …. All alone …. I really don’t 
know anyone in this room.  We’re okay 
for a while - for the time being. Then …. 
we have to move towards the tables. 
There’s more …. There’s always more.
Different people …. Different takes ….
We look at our watch. Next niche….

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018


December 28, 2018 

Thought for today: 


“You can't talk  to  a person about his or her soul if that person has no food.” 


Words of Wisdom from 
Father Horace McKenna