Sunday, February 10, 2019



FEELING BIG  AND  FEELING SMALL -
WOE  AND  WOW!

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 5th Sunday in Ordinary Time is, “Feeling Big and Feeling Small - Woe and Wow!”

That’s a theme that I noticed in today’s readings.

It’s a theme that shows up in Jesus’ comments - about life - from time to time -  and it’s a theme that is central to spirituality.

Let me see if I can catch this theme - this message - this teaching - with words and images - anecdotes and examples.

Last week someone told me what they wanted in a sermon. They want,  “Something to chew on, to digest, to think about - and work on - something to wonder about - to agree or disagree about - to nuance -  during for this new week of life.”

What do you want?

Woe! Wow! 

That’s a challenging call to every preacher.

GOOD PREACHING

For starters let me begin by saying, “In good preaching, you are not supposed to notice the preacher.”

You ought to be into the content and the message.

If you’re thinking about the preacher: “AAAAAAhhhh!”

Back in 1960, in Los Angeles, Adlai Stevenson, introduced a candidate for the Presidency of the United States. He said, “Do you remember that in classical times when Cicero had finished speaking, the people said, ‘How well he spoke’ - but when Demosthenes had finished speaking, the people said, ‘Let us march’?”

Woe!  Wow!

Father Jack Lavin used to mention at breakfast - once and a while - a story about Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen. Being a priest I’ve often thought about that story.

Home Masses in parishes were starting to show up around the country. I know I did a bunch of them. Well, Bishop Sheen was in a house in a poor neighborhood in Rochester, New York, where he was the local bishop. He had on his ornate bishop’s outfit and pointed hat. After the Mass a poor lady said, “He made me feel so small, so poor, so out of place.”

Woe! Wow!

I’m not faulting him.  I want to point out that I  remember the feelings I  had when doing home masses in full vestments. Something didn’t seem right when doing that. A mass at a kitchen table is different than a mass in a Cathedral.  A mass in a cathedral is different than a mass in a small chapel  - like the one we have at St. John Neumann.

Today - if a priest is saying Mass in a home - he might just use a stole over a shirt.

The concentration would be on the consecration. The concentration would be about the Word of God being read to the people. The consecration is about Christ coming into our midst as a tiny baby or  appearing at our boat or kitchen table - wanting to be in communion with us - sharing our bread - being our bread - and asking  us, “What do you want from life?  Empty nets or a full boat?”

Woe!  Wow!

JESUS ON TASSELS AND ROBES

Jesus was off on tassels and externals. Jesus was off on show and showing off. Jesus was off on off with the tassels.

Jesus was off on not wanting first place and looking down on those in the back spaces or places.

Jesus was off on not screaming with our clothes and cars and wallets, “Hey world look at me!” He wanted us to look and see the beauty and the wow of every person. Are you missing the person who needs you - especially family members. Are you missing those who are trying to touch the tassel on your cloak - the ears on the side of your head - because they want you to listen to them?

Jesus was off on people not putting people down - but raising them up - here and hereafter.

To stand taller, some people stab people in the back and then stand on their body - to feel they are taller and bigger and better. This is not what it’s about.

It’s not about first seats in banquets.

Obviously,  we priests have to watch out about all this. We get the front seats at every Mass.

Woo! and Wow!

TODAY’S READINGS

In today’s second reading - Paul to the Ephesians - Paul says it’s not about him. It’s about Christ. Hey, I persecuted you guys.

In today’s first reading Isaiah says, “Hey you should hear the stuff that has come out of my mouth.”

“However, thanks to God, the Holy One, he has cleaned my lips.”

“He has touched my lips and cleansed my mouth - of the bad stuff that has come out of my mouth. He has sent me to proclaim his goodness and holiness.”

Then he prays, “Here I am Lord, send me!”

That should be our every day prayer.

The Psalm for today says, “My mouth is for singing!”  I have a tin ear and no musical sense - but I’ll give it a try.

Today’s gospel has a beginning story of St. Peter - our first pope, our first Papa. He’s a fisherman and has just spent the night fishing and caught nothing.

His boat is empty.

Jesus gets into Peter’s boat - moves away a tiny bit from the shore and does some preaching.

Did he see the empty nets?  Did he see the empty boat?  Did he see Peter’s life?

Jesus says, “Let’s go fishing.”  That had to surprise Peter.

Jesus said, “Launch out into the deep waters and lower your nets.”

Peter says, “We have just fished all night and caught nothing, but….”

But he does it.

A fisherman can learn from a carpenter.

And his nets are filling and flopping with fish and he calls to his partners and they fill both boats till they are almost sinking.

Woe!  Wow!

Then Peter does the comparison thing.

He just saw a “Wow” and he knows he’s a “Wooooooh” and a “Woe”

Slow down Jesus.

He says to Jesus, “Leave!”

Get out of here! I’m a sinful man.”

Jesus does do that.

He fills emptiness.

He is full of grace.

He calls this empty feeling man with grace.

He says, “Come follow me! I’m about to make you a fisher of people.”

CONCLUSION

We come to Mass to hear this kind of stuff. We come to Mass to realize I’m in the same boat as Isaiah, Paul, and Peter.  We look at our life and feel, “Woo! Woe is me! I’m a sinner, so God wouldn’t want me. But Christ came to call me to reach out to others - and bring them into Christ’s network.

“Wow!”

So that’s some stuff to think about and realize this week.

“Let us march!”

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Painting on top:
Small Beetle-Big Bite
by Dwight Smith
February 10, 2019

LOCKED


The gate was locked.
I noticed that.

Sometimes I see
the same thing in faces.

I assume there is
a reason for all this.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019




February  10, 2019 





Black History Month Thought for Today:  

Abortion and racism are evil twins, born of the same lie. Where racism now hides its face in public, abortion is accomplishing the goals of which racism only once dreamed. Together, abortionists are destroying humanity at large and the black community in particular.”  


Alveda King

Saturday, February 9, 2019

February 9, 2019


SOMETIMES WE DON’T 
KNOW WHAT TO SAY 


Sometimes we don’t know
what to say - or what to do.

But still we go to the funeral home
and we still go to the funeral.

We too have lost our loved ones;
we too didn’t know what visitors said.

Yet we knew the Body of Christ
walked into those rooms and held us.

We know Christ’s love is still alive.
It's in the hearts of those who hold us.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019


February  9, 2019 






Black History Month Thought for Today:  

"Did you know that the human voice is the only pure instrument? That it has notes no other instrument has? It's like being between the keys of a piano. The notes are there, you can sing them, but they can't be found on any instrument. That's like me. I live in between this. I live in both worlds, the black and white world.”


Nina Simone

February 7, 2019

Black History Month Thought for Today:  


“We are not fighting  for  integration,  nor are we fighting for separation. We are fighting for recognition as human beings ...  In fact, we are actually fighting for rights that are even greater than civil rights and that is human rights.” 


Malcolm X (Black Revolution)

Friday, February 8, 2019



A  RIVER  RUNS  
THROUGH  IT


INTRODUCTION

The title of  my homily for this 4th Friday in Ordinary Time is, “A River Runs Through It.”

There is no mention of a river in today’s two readings - but last night - for some reason  - after reading today’s readings - I thought of rivers and their presence in our lives.

Next time you’re in a plane - try to get a window seat - and keep  your eye on the landscape you’re flying over.

On a clear day, you should see a few rivers.

If you’re on the ground and you have time, take the time to stop, to pause, to look at any river you just happen to see - any river you happen to be at - or at any river you meet.

If there is a bench there - that’s why it’s there - to  sit and watch a river go by you.

It can be a neat experience. It can be a learning experience.

There are a lot of rivers running through the landscape of our lives.

RIVER’S WITHIN

Metaphors come from realities.

We also have rivers within us - in our imaginations - in our understandings and in our efforts to figure life out.

So be poetic enough to check out the rivers inside our being - inside our mind, inside our memory, inside our imagination.

Pause. Pray.  Look. From time to time, check out  rivers within..

Inside and out - within and without.

I lived on the Hudson River in New York for 14 years of my life. I’d go down most mornings around 6 AM when everything was still quiet. I’d  watch what was on the river at that moment.  It’s also when I started the practice of dipping my hand into the water of any river I was at and make the sign of the cross.

Holy water fonts are everywhere.

I lived  on the Patapsco River here in Maryland - near Ellicott City - for  1 year  - 3 months. It wasn’t a scenic spot - because right nearby was a box factory that dumped chemicals into the water. Yet that river is still one of the memories in my life. I realize we have around here the South River, the Severn River and the Maggoty River.

So I’ve see lots of rivers from the sky, from bridges, and up close.

The title of my homily is, “A River Runs Through It.”

I can see a beautiful river like the Hudson or an ugly river like the Patapsco as they  flow through my memory.  

I’ve also done a lot of traveling - and the rivers I knew here in the United States - get me to spot them around the globe.

The Jordan River in Israel was a disappointment. The Lake of Galilee wasn’t - but it doesn’t send enough water into the Jordan.

I saw the Shannon River in Ireland as well as the Foyle River in Derry and the Liffey River in Dublin.  All three were beautiful - especially the Foyle River in Derry - Northern Ireland.

I’ve see the Danube, the Seine, and the Neva Rivers.

What rivers have you seen?

BOOK AND MOVIE

Back in 1992 a movie came out, “A River Runs Through It.”

It’s mainly about 2 brothers  - and their father a stern Presbyterian Minister - and the story of their lives.




It was a book first and made into a movie and was nominated for a few Academy Awards.  It won one for cinematography.




I saw that movie and I’m sure that’s why that title popped up last night - and I used to entitle my homily.

LET ME SWITCH FOR A MOMENT TO BUDDHISM

The Buddhists recommend sitting and meditating at rivers.

They would add just  closing your eyes and take in the rivers inside you. See your life gliding along and gliding  by.

Look at what’s on other’s boats - as they glide by.

See what memories flow down or up your rivers.

The short novel, A River Runs Through It, begins with this sentence:  "In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly-fishing" and its last sentence was, "I am haunted by waters" ….

See your baptism at the river Jordan and on and on.

CONCLUSION

Thinking back  - where I really got this thought from is today’s gospel,

Herodias harbors a grudge against John the Baptist.  When her daughter dances and Herodias promises her anything, she asks her mother, “What should I ask?”  It’s then her mother asks for the head of John death.

Give the lady what she wants.

So she has him killed - and as the old saying goes, stuff on docks or harbors rot - they are meant to be made to be sent down the river.

The grudge she held in her stomach,  rotted in her gut. Watch your grudges and angers against others. Put them on a barge or a boats.  Then send them down the river and  wave to them till they go out of sight.

February 8, 2019




AT  SOME  POINT

At some point, 
Step Two happens. 
At some point, 
the other half of life appears. 
At some point, 
we wake up. 
At some point, 
we discover we are the surprise. 

At some point, 
waiting on line, 
sitting in a doctor’s office, 
in church at a funeral, 
being dumped by a lover, 
seeing one’s first child born, 
Step Two, the other half 
of life begins to happen.



© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019