TRIGGERED FEELINGS
The title of my homily is, “Triggered Feelings.”
I read the readings in the morning for a homily for this
Tuesday day.
Like listening to a song – the words of the readings send
me triggered feelings.
Like Jacob I’ve crossed rivers – and fords of rivers - to get to where I am right now.
Sometimes I’m with family and friends; sometimes l feel
left
alone at the shore.
I’ve think about the times I’ve wrestled with my unknowns
– and as a result I have a wrenched hip bone at the socket – in my struggles –
but to make the struggle worth while I say, “I will not let you go Struggle until you bless me.”
I wait – await – for a blessing.
I’ve been asked, “What’s your name?”
I answer, “Jacob.
My unknown struggle says, “You shall no longer be spoken
of as Jacob, but as Israel, because you
have contended with divine and human beings and have prevailed.”
I ask my unknown struggle its name.
I get no answer – no reply - only a goodbye.
I name the place Penuel – Hebrew for – “Seeing God face
to face.”
I move on with a limp – for the rest of my life. I have
others only I can see.
I move on….
One day I realize I really can’t speak.
Some days are like that. Ever feel that way, “I don’t know
what to say.”
I’m face to face with Jesus.
Someone – something – brought me to Jesus.
And Jesus drives out the demons that hold me back: fear,
shame, dumb, the dumb things I do – addictive - and at times - I don’t know why I do the
things I do. Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.
Jesus walking around the world looks for people like me.
He proclaims the Gospel of the kingdom – curing every
disease and illness.
He is moved with pity for someone like me – someone who
feels troubled and abandoned at times.
I feel like a sheep without a shepherd.
I’m harvest for the master of the harvest.
I’m wheat. I’m flour. I’m bread. Life! Others!
Take and eat me up.
I guess Jesus walks around hearing songs – the triggered
feelings of people like me.
alone at the shore.