Monday, January 20, 2014

MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.

Poem for Today - January 20, 2014



Remembering A Life


I remember him in the misted vision of toddler years
and again in girlhood, the booming voice on TV, 
someone grown-ups talked about, eyelids flapped wide.
Elders huddled ''round the screen enraptured,
in fear for him, in awe.

I remember him.
His words swept the land, singing our passion.
Dogs growled in streets. Men in sheets.
Police battering my people. (Water, a weapon.)
Yet my people would rejoice... And mourn.

I remember him, a fearsome warrior crying peace,
a man--blemished by clay, the stain of sin as
any other, calling on the Rock--
Death''s sickle on his coat tails,
yet he spied glory.

Shall we walk again and remember him,
not as the Madison Aveners do,
but in solitude and hope
with acts of courage and compassion,
with lives of greater scope
carving fresh paths of righteousness?

I remember. 

Copyright © January 2004 Nordette Adams 



Sunday, January 19, 2014

SIN IN THE SINGULAR



INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Second Sunday in Ordinary Time - Year A -  is, “Sin In the Singular.”

Today’s gospel begins with John the Baptist seeing Jesus coming towards him and he says, “Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world.”

Notice "sin" is in the singular.

Right before communion at every Mass the priest holding Christ  up above the altar says, “Behold the Lamb of God, behold him who takes away the sins of the world.”

Notice "sins" is in the plural.

Through the years I’ve noticed preachers and teachers speaking about sin and sins. Singular and plural …. mostly plural.

Sometimes I get a grasp on the difference, sometimes I don’t.

WHAT WAS THE SERMON ABOUT?

There is an old sermon story - with variations - about the kid who skipped church - to play basketball with some buddies in the playground across from the street from the church. When he saw folks coming out of church he yelled to his buddies, “I’ll see you!”

He runs across the street and says to this man coming out of church, “What was the sermon about?”

He did this because he knew his parents would ask that very question when he got home.

The man says, “The sermon was about sin.”

The kid asked, “What did he say about it?”

The man answered, “He was against it.”

Well, if you want to know what this sermon is about - it’s about sin.

And what am I going to say about it?

I am going to say that everyone has sin in the singular in them and it goes against us. As for sins in the plural - the sins varies.

CATECHISM ANSWERS

As Catholics we are very aware of hearing about sins in the plural.

All our lives we’ve heard about original sin - and then mortal and venial sins. We’ve heard about the Seven Capital Sins and we’ve heard about Sins of Omission and Sins of Commission.

A few years back there was talk about 3 types of sin: mortal, venial, and in between, serious sin. It was an attempt - I think - to deal with degrees - and to help people who thought they were committing mortal sins every day of the week - mortal meaning deadly.

But I’ve heard less about that serious sin -“tweeers” - between mortal and venial -  these last 25 years.

Then our catechisms teach us about conscience: to have a healthy moral conscience, Then they add that we can have a scrupulous conscience or  an uninformed conscience - or a warped conscience.

Then we know that some people - including priests - are much stricter - and some much more lenient than other people.

And on and on and on.

Then we hear sermons where the preacher talks about C.S. Lewis or Dante - telling us that sins of the flesh - are less in soul damage than the deeper sins of pride - and betrayal - so Dante puts those folks in the lowest circles of hell.

Hopefully we’ve read and taken some adult formation in our faith - and we’ve gotten a better understanding of Christian morality.

SIN IN THE SINGULAR

What about sin in the singular - the title of this homily?

St. Paul in Romans and St. Augustine in his Confessions  tell us about sin in the singular.

It’s this tendency in all of us - more or less - towards laziness - or evil - or not wanting God in our lives - and it sneaks out of us with sins in the plural.

St. Paul and St. Augustine both scratch their heads and say, “Why do I make these self promises and keep breaking them?” “Why do I say I’m going to do this and I do that? Why? Why? Why?

I always remember Theodore Roethke bemoaning “the lies we tell to our energies.”

Last Monday we celebrated the feast of St. Hilary of Poitiers who wrote the following around the year 350, “There is an inertia in our nature that makes us dull.”

We’ve all heard the example from Native American theology - that we have two dogs inside of us - the good one and the bad one - and they are often fighting and barking inside of us. And the kids ask the teacher or wisdom figure: “Which dog wins?” And with a smile on his or her face, the wisdom teacher says, “The one we feed.”

20 years back there was lots of talking about this same Good Dog vs. Bad Dog - inner human reality going on in our soul. We all have within us the Original Blessing and Original Sin - Light and Darkness, Grace and Sin, Dr. Jeckle and Dr. Hyde. It’s also described as The Dream vs. The Nightmare.  We’re aware from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr’s “I Have a Dream Sermon” that we have Dreams for the Best in us and he experienced the horror of the Worst - The Nightmare of Evil - coming out of folks.

So sin in the singular is not specific sin - but an overall - deep - slow self pushing for self tendency - a deep giving in or giving up or grabbing, grabbing, grabbing, or me, me, meism - or a deep spiritual laziness that can kill us.

We don’t know what Adam and Eve’s sin was - so we call it the original sin. I don’t know about you, but when I am at a baptism it feels funny to be talking about sin - when seeing and talking about this beautiful little tiny baby girl or boy in our midst.

I know the Catechism stuff on all this - both the Baltimore Catechism and the Catechism of 1992 - and the theology book stuff - but it still feels strange - till I think of sin in the singular.  It’s then that baptism makes more sense for me.

We’re asking God to bless this baby from the beginning with help in dealing with me, me, meism - and that this baby experiences around him or her support and love and challenge and good example from a family and a community of we, we, we - that we’re all in this together.

That right from the beginning this little one gets good example - support - challenge  - with his or her tendency - which will be with him or her for life - this deep tendency towards good and evil  - the choice for me or we.

Adults who are  baptized as adults obviously  have the great advantage and opportunity to be aware of all this - as well as to look into their life so far - and get a fresh start like all those adults baptized by John the Baptist - as well as all those adults - as well as kids - coming into the Christian Community in the early church.

TODAY’S READINGS

Today’s first reading from Isaiah says that the basic posture towards life is to serve - to become a servant - and the little person - or adult being baptized - hopefully learns that by being served.  They  then follow suit. Today’s first reading also has the image of light - and sin in the singular is a tendency to hide in the dark - like Adam and Eve did when they sinned. Little kids do this instinctively when they do bad bads. Adults caught put coats or bags or newspapers over their face as they head into a court house.

Today’s second reading from 1st Corinthians adds that the human call is also to holiness - to see ourselves as with God and the whole human race - and that’s one more reason Christ came - to make us holy - whole persons - not just loners. As the song goes, “One is a lonely number!”  As in every 12 Step Program - there are things we can be powerless over - and we need God - and God’s Higher Power and Grace - to get going in a better direction - step by step - not going it alone - but with help and support and presence from each other. We all know alcoholics who keep failing because they try to recover on their own.

Anyone - and that’s all of us - have our addictions. It’s up to us to know and name our poisons. Poison in the singular - addiction in the singular - sin in the singular - I hold are basically the same human tendency - that nasty dog inside of us -  that makes us powerless. But for the grace of God, there go I over and over and over again.

Grace - a gift and the opposite to evil -  Hail Mary full of grace - is the gift of help from God and church that’s already inside of us - as well as all around us -  by our baptism - by the love of God for us - and we can work together as family and faith community - and great groups that we can belong to - that keep us going in great directions.

CONCLUSION

This is big picture stuff - this Sin in the Singular inside of all of us stuff.  We know about those two dogs inside us - Goody and Badie - the Dream and the Nightmare. We know about the light and darkness inside us - especially in moments of temptation. All of us have been humbled by our mistakes and sins - they bring us down to earth - humus from which the word humility comes from.

I’ve always been impressed by the writings of Nathaniel Hawthorne - where people wanted to throw rocks at Hester Prynne and has to wear The Scarlet Letter - A for Adultery. That town forgot what happened in another town - when a crowd of men with rocks in their hands brought a woman caught in adultery to Jesus. They forgot Jesus’ words, “Let him without sin throw that first stone!” and those in Jesus’ story dropped their rocks and walked away. They knew they had sin in their hearts. Hawthorne also has another story about the two ladies in this one town. One lady who knew sin said to the very proper lady who thought she was above sin and was always “tch, tch, tching” everyone else. “Hey you ought to go out and commit a really good sin and then you’ll understand the rest of us.”


Understanding sin in the singular, can help us understand not only ourselves, but each other.

Understanding sin in the singular, can help us see what John the Baptist saw in today’s gospel: Jesus in our midst always coming towards us and we say, “Behold the lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.”
KEEP PEEKING



Poem for Today - January 19, 2014

PREFACE TO A TWENTY 
VOLUME SUICIDE NOTE

Lately, l’ve become accustomed to the way
The ground opens up and envelops me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
Or the broad edged silly music the wind
Makes when I run for a bus --

Things have come to that.

And now, each night I count the stars,
And each night I get the same number.
And when they will not come to be counted
I count the holes they leave.

Nobody sings anymore.

And then last night, I tiptoed up
To my daughter’s room and heard her
TaIking to someone, and when I opened
The door, there was no one there . . .
Only she on her knees,
Peeking into her own clasped hands.

                                                © Leroi Jones 


Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note” 
by LeRoi Jones: copyright 1961 by LeRoi Jones, 
Corinth Books, New York.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

DON'T MISS THE BEGGARS

Poem for Today - January 18, 2014




SEVEN WEALTHY TOWNS

Seven wealthy towns contend for Homer dead
Through which the living Homer begged his bread.


Anonymous
Sketch of Homer
the Poet - but nobody
knows what 
he looked like.

Friday, January 17, 2014

PARALYZED - AS METAPHOR





INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Friday in the First Week of the Year is, “Paralyzed - As Metaphor.”

How many times in our lives have we said, “I was paralyzed. I was stuck. I found myself unable to do anything. I just froze”?

That’s being “Paralyzed - As Metaphor.”

IN JESUS’ TIME

Here is Jesus  in today's gospel - Mark 2: 1-12 - experiencing a man who was paralyzed.

Jesus is preaching and surprise this man is being lowered down through a hole in the roof - right in front of him.

Mark who is known for details - certainly details a great story for all of us. We can picture the scene. We can picture the faces of the great crowd surrounding Jesus. Everyone's mouth must have been wide open big.

Being up front here in this church or any church - looking out - I can see how many people in church watch people walk  down the aisle during a reading or a sermon or after the Mass starts. I’m used to it - and I realize that the person coming down the aisle probably doesn’t see the crowd watching him or her. 

For example, last Sunday there was a guy - ¾ back in St. Malry's church - center aisle. I could see him standing up and turning around -  during my sermon. Obviously, he was looking for someone in the back. Finally they came in. I could see him getting out into the main aisle and going back to them. Then he marched them down the main aisle like an usher to where he had been sitting - and got them all into that bench. A good many folks in the back of the church were watching all this. I was watching all this as well. 

It didn’t paralyze me. It didn’t make me speechless. I’m used to it. I’ve seen some priests get miffed - and frustrated - at scenes like that. 

Or about two months ago -a guy fainted in a bench on my right. It was during the first reading.  I realized the whole back of the church was watching the doctors and nurses and then the EMT’s getting into that bench to help him. Finally, he was wheeled him out on a gurney. Later on, I jokingly said, “For those in the back who want to hear my sermon, I’ll repeat it after Mass.

Those in front, who didn’t see all this, didn’t know what I was talking about.


Back to today's gospel.... 
Obviously, Jesus was way, way, way, way cleverer and quicker than us preachers. He moved away from whatever he was preaching or talking about to what was taking place right in front of him. He went with the obvious - going from paralysis of the body to paralysis of the spirit.

And then some of  the listeners - who were watching all this - hearing all this - became paralyzed - because they could not accept Jesus’ message about the ability to be forgiven.

As priest, as human, I have met all kinds of people who go through life paralyzed - with a limp in their personality - with a hurt in their memory - with a sore on their soul - that they won’t let heal.

They made a mistake and they can’t let it go. It wears them out. Something they did when they were 17 or 27 or 37 is still weighing them down at 57, 67 or 77.

PET PEEVES

Then there are those other things that bother us - and then paralyze us. 

What’s on your list of pet peeves? 

One that grabs me is translators of documents. For example today’s gospel for years translated Mark 2:8 this way: “Why do you harbor these thoughts?” Now they have Jesus saying - all this in  English mind you, “Why do you have these thoughts in your hearts?” I liked the metaphor - the image - of “harbor” - but someone dropped that translation.

Well I harbor the beauty of the use of the word “harbor” in this text. 

So that’s one of my pet peeves. So I can get paralyzed or stuck about - translators. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

So enough. Move on.

CONCLUSION

The title and theme and thought of my homily for today is: “Paralyzed - As Metaphor.”

I’m asking: where do we get paralyzed, stuck, frozen? Is it sins? Is it the past? Is it others? Is it the iddy biddy?

Where do we hear Jesus saying to us, “Let it go. Let it go. Be forgiven. Give others a chance to be different or what have you. Pick yourself up and get moving. Amen.”


OOOOO

Painting on top: The Palsied Man Let Down Through the Roof [1886-1896] by James Tissot [1839-1902].

INSIDE A STONE



Poem for Today - January 17, 2014


STONE

Go inside a stone
That would be my way.
Let somebody else become a dove
Or gnash with a tiger's tooth.
I am happy to be a stone.

From the outside the stone is a riddle:
No one knows how to answer it.
Yet within,  it must be cool and quiet
Even though a cow steps on it full weight,
Even though a child throws it in a river;
The stone sinks, slow, unperturbed 
To the river bottom
Where the fishes come to knock on it 
And listen.

I have seen sparks fly out
When two stones are rubbed,
So perhaps it is not dark inside after all,
Perhaps there is a moon shining
From somewhere, as though behind a hill—
Just enough light to make out
The strange writings, the star-charts
On the inner walls.





© Charles Simic [1938- ]
Check out and compare 
this poem with the poem 
for January 9 2014,
 "Locked In".
Thanks to Pat Tyrrell 
who sent me this poem
called, "Stone"..

Thursday, January 16, 2014

BE OF WORDS
A LITTLE MORE 
CAREFUL THAN ANYTHING....


Poem For Today - January 16, 2014

Primer Lesson

Look out how you use proud words.
When you let proud words go,
it is not easy to call them back.
They wear long boots, hard boots;
they walk off proud;
they can’t hear you calling -
Look out how you use proud words.

                             - Carl Sandburg

© Carl Sandburg: ‘Primer Lesson’ 
from Slabs of the Sunburnt West, 1922 


Top caption is based
on e.e. cummings  words, 
"be of love a little more 
careful than anything

Painting: Vincent Van Gogh,
A Pair of Shoes, 1886