Tuesday, August 26, 2014

THE SACRED, 
THE HOLY 

Poem for Today - August 26, 2014



WHAT IS SACRED

I have no idea what priests
dream of on Christmas Eve, what prayer

a crippled dog might whine before the shotgun.
I have no more sense of what is sacred

than a monk might have, sweeping the temple
floor, slow gestures of honor to the left,

the right. Maybe the leaf of grass tells us
what is worthwhile. Maybe it tells us nothing.

Perhaps a sacred moment is a photograph
you look at over and over again, the one

of you and her, hands lightly clasped like you
did before prayer became necessary, the one

with the sinking cathedral in Mexico City rising up
behind you and a limping man frozen in time

to the right of you, the moment when she touched
your bare arm for the first time, her fingers

like cool flashes of heaven.


© Lee Herrick, "What is Sacred"
 from The Many Miles from Desire
Copyright © 2007 by Lee Herrick,
 published by WordTech 
Communications LLC. 



Monday, August 25, 2014


CHRIST:  THE  PAUSE 
WHO  GETS  US  
BACK  ON  TRACK  

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 21st Monday in Ordinary Time is, “Christ: The Pause Who Gets Us Back On Track.”

IMAGE OF TOY CAR OR ELECTRIC TRAIN SET

I don’t know about the girls here, but I assume we’ve all seen in our lives those toy racing cars that run around a track on a big piece of plywood board.  They spin around and around – but sometimes a car goes off the track or crashes in the rush.

Then there’s the pause.  Someone picks up the car that went off track and puts it back on board and the car gets rolling again.

We’ve all seen a similar thing happen with electric train sets.

Sometimes a train jumps the track and crashes.

Then comes the pause – the train is carefully put back on track – and it gets rolling again.

When it comes to those toy cars or electric trains – the kid with the control needs to know when to roll and when to slow down and pause a bit – to navigate the turns – and then speed up again.

Sometimes kids get so excited with speed they lose it – and crash, crash, crash.

TODAY’S GOSPEL: THE FIRST 3 WOES

Today’s gospel from Matthew gives us the first 3 of the 7 “Woes” of Jesus.

We often picture Jesus with the smile and being a warm fuzzy – ready to forgive and embrace everyone.

That’s more Luke. That’s a broad generalization, but Matthew can give us some of the hard sayings of Jesus.

Now let me connect the first part of this homily – the stuff about the pausing to get a train or a toy car back on track.

The title of my homily is, “Christ: The Pause Who Gets us Back on Track.”

Well, I translate “Woe” this way: “Whoa!” or “Stop!” or “Halt!” or “Wait a minute!” or “Pause.”

I’m assuming that Matthew is dealing with Pharisees in his local Christian community or church – and he uses Jesus’ confrontations with the Pharisees in Judaism – to challenge folks – who are off the track when it comes to religion.

Religion can go crazy. So called “religious people” can get off on iddy biddy strange stuff.

Today, tomorrow, and Wednesday, we have the 7 “woes” of Jesus.

Jesus is saying to people who come to church that they can be hypocrites, phonies, blind guides.

I hide from people who go to church who nick pick how I say Mass.

They can be like someone with a strainer trying to remove a gnat that got in the soup – but in the meanwhile they don’t notice the sink is overflowing. Jesus uses the metaphor of the camel. That must be a local joke.

I do get the image of someone who wants to look good outwardly – faking it with religious practices – but underneath they stink. They are like a nice graveyard – beautiful green lawns – bright white tombs – but underneath the stones and the grass is death.

CONCLUSION

Jesus gives 7 woes – 7 ways people get off track – and the title and theme of my homily is that Jesus is the Pause – that gets us to see this and pick up the pieces and start again.
JUST   LOOKING

Poem for Today - August 25, 2014



BOTH  SIDES,  NOW

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now 
From win and lose and still somehow 
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

I've looked at life from both sides now 
From up and down and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all


© Joni Mitchell, 1967

 Gandalf Publishing Co. 

Sunday, August 24, 2014

THE  KEY!



INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 21st Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year A, is, “The Key!”

Key: just a 3 letter word – one that is simple, clear, and a word we use and hear often. Key ….

·       “Does anyone have an extra key?”
·       “The key to the problem is …”
·       “The key to success is …”
·       “The key to a man’s heart is …”
·       “The key to a woman’s heart is …”
·       “What should I key in on?”

We get the reality. We know what a key is.  We get the metaphor. We know what the image signifies.

When you hear the word, “key,” what pops into your mind? Any memories? A lost key…. A found key…. The first time your dad handed you the keys to the car. 

I remember one of the first books we were presented with in our novitiate for growth in spirituality: Keys to the Third Floor, by Philip Dion. Later on I noticed the same title to a Super Mario computer game.

Once I learned something by accident – something I never heard in pastoral counseling classes. It’s this: when you’re sitting with one person who wants to talk to a priest and they take out their car keys – they want to get out of there. It’s obvious – but it took me a while to realize that. If people do that during homilies, I still haven’t seen that. Smile.

Keys: someone recently told me that a boss said, “The number of keys a person has is in reverse proportion to the amount of power they have.”

Is that true? I don’t know. I have to think about it. I have to ask others if they agree with that.

Key: something that opens a door or gate or closet or cabinet or desk drawer.

Key meaning:  clue, cue, secret, hint, lead,  tip-off, crack, opening, sign, signal, door, unwrap, unblock, uncover, unlock, explain, expose, interpret, translate, solve, spell-out, clear up, shed light on, decipher, indicate,  earmark, differentiate, feature….

Key….

COMMON EXPERIENCES

We’ve all had the experience of being locked out. We’ve all felt left out of conversations and decisions at times. We’ve all experienced locked doors and gates and rooms. It might be we’re trying to move up in a company or a government job. It might be trying to get a job in the first place – and we just don’t know why we’re not being hired. What's the key that I'm missing? Or it might be a group we’d like to be a member of – and nope - we feel ignored or locked or blocked out.

We’ve all had the experience of trying to figure out, “What’s really going on here?” We’ve wondered – “How do I reach my teenage daughter or my 22 year old son?” We’ve wondered: “How do I get to first base with this person?”  “How do I get so and so to open up the door?” "Or open up their mind or heart?"  We don’t have a key…. or a clue what to do. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

TODAY’S   READINGS

To come up with a homily for this Sunday, I do what I always do: read the readings out loud and look for a key to the readings.

The first thought that hit me from today’s readings was from the gospel - Matthew 16: 13-20. It's the question Christ asks each one of us, “Who do you say that I am?”

If you want to go that way, you will have a really good key question to wrestle with this week.

This week ask yourself: “Who is Christ to me?” Have I changed my answers to that question down through the years?  Getting to know Christ is to enter into the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God – as Paul puts it in today’s second reading - from Romans 11: 33-36. And listen to how Paul concludes today’s short second reading: “For from him and through him and for him are all things.”

That’s one homily thought….

Then I saw a second homily thought in the second half of today’s gospel. After Simon Peter answers Jesus’ question on who he was – by saying, “You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God,”Jesus says to Peter amongst other things, “I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven.”

To have the keys is be the one who is in charge – to be the papa – the father figure – the pope – the boss. 

Notice statues of Peter.




When people get to Rome, they visit the big basilica of St. Peter’s. On the right we’ll spot the big dark bronze statue of Peter. He has keys in his hands – but most notice his right foot. Compared to his left foot – which is back a tiny bit and you can still see the individual toes – the right foot is worn smooth. The tradition is to rub it or kiss this 13th century statue – perhaps by Arnolfo di Cabio.

If you can’t get to Rome,  check out our dark wooden mahogany communion rail which has all the apostles. Some have with missing limbs and symbols – probably from cleaning and being bumped down through the years.  Peter is right down there just off the center – the one with the key in one hand and a book in the other.Notice that his right foot is visible – with all his toes. I’ve never saw anybody rubbing or kissing it. That would be too tricky - and it's kind of dusty. His left foot can’t be seen – probably a practical trick by a sculptor or carver.



And we hear that same message about receiving the key to the house in today’s first reading as well. Isaiah says of Eliakim, son of Hilkial, “I will place the key of the House of David on Eliakim’s shoulder; when he opens, no one shall shut, when he shuts, no one shall open.” [Cf. Isaiah 22: 19-23.]

Matthew’s gospel tell us that Peter was told by Jesus, “Whatever you bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and whatever you loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.”

To me this is a key church text – because it’s evidence that Peter has the first place  in the church between 80 and 90. Those are the dates scholars place the Gospel of Matthew. Matthew comes after Mark’s Gospel [64-69], but before the year 110,  because Ignatius of Antioch knows of the Gospel of Matthew – and he’s as early as 110.[1]

So for starters a second homily thought for today is how we see not just Christ, but also how we see the pope.  A key to Christianity  - at least according to the Catholic Church – is how we see the Pope. Who do you say the pope is?  And then his successors. So starting with Peter, our first pope or papa, there have been 266 popes.

Looking at that list of 266, there have been some winners and some losers, some saints and some sinners, some scholars and some soldiers.

Number 266 – Pope Francis seems to be doing well. I’ve only read one life of him so far: Pope Francis, Untying the Knots – by Paul Vallely. On the cover is a review from the British Catholic Magazine, the Tablet: “Read this book, forget the rest.”



Having written lots of obituaries, having preached at lots of funerals, having met lots of people, it’s my experience – that it’s difficult – very difficult -  to answer the question: “Who do you say, I am?”

When it comes to Christ I can answer the question from the scriptures and the creeds and prayer. But I know my answer will be very different from the day I meet Jesus Christ, please God, in eternity when I die.

What this pope is like – or any pope is like – is a very difficult question to answer.

Who would know him: his family, people he has worked with, who? Who would know the key to understanding his personality?

Paul Vallely in his biography of Francis - makes the point that a key to understanding is his strong interest in a painting of Mary - entitled "Mary Untier of Knots." When he spotted that painting - he was handed a key to himself - that he was the type of person who needed to untie a lot of knots. [2] 

So that leads me to my third and final point for the homily

START WITH SELF

Before answering the questions – whom we think Christ is, whom we think a pope is, perhaps sit down this week and answer the question: who do I say I am?

What are the key ingredients that make me up? What have been the key moments of my life? Whom have been the key people in my life?

After doing that – ask spouse or family or a close friend – one to one: “What do your think are the keys to me?” “What do you see makes me tick?”  “What the keys to open me up – and see what’s happening inside?”
Some answers might hurt? Some answers might be wrong? Some answers might be challenging? Some answers might be eye openers? Some answers might be life changers?

And maybe someone in return might ask right back at us, the question Jesus asks in today’s gospel, “Who do you say, I am?”

CONCLUSION

The title of my homily is, “The Key.”

If you don’t have your keys in your hands right now, maybe there’s a key to some deeper spiritual growth here in this homily. Amen.

NOTES

[1]  Benedict T. Viviano, O.P, "The Gospel According to Matthew," in The New Jerome Biblical Commentary, p. 631

[2] Paul Vallely, Pope Francis Untying the Knots, pages ix -xii


TURN

Poem for Today - August 24, 2014


THE LOCK 
AND THE KEY

Doubt is the lock,
Faith is the key.

Hate is the lock,
Love is the key.

Body is the lock,
Soul is the key.

Ignorance is the lock,
Light is the key.

God’s Heart has no lock,
Man’s mind has no key.

© Sri Chinmoy


Saturday, August 23, 2014

MARRIAGE RENEWAL READING

Poem for Today - August 23, 2014





LOVE

I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can’t help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.

I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all.


© Roy Croft

This reading is 
often read 
at wedding 
ceremonies
as well as at
anniversaries.

Friday, August 22, 2014

FRIENDSHIP

Poem for Today – August 22, 2014




LOYALTY

He may be six kinds of a liar,
He may be ten kinds of a fool,
He may be a wicked highflyer
Beyond any reason or rule;
There may be a shadow above him
Of ruin and woes to impend,
And I may not respect, but I love him,
Because—well, because he's my friend.

I know he has faults by the billion,
But his faults are a portion of him;
I know that his record's vermilion
And he's far from the sweet Seraphim;
But he's always been square with yours truly,
Ready to give or to lend,
And if he is wild and unruly,
I like him—because he's my friend.

I criticize him but I do it
In just a frank, comradely key,
And back-biting gossips will rue it
If ever they knock him to me!
I never make diagrams of him,
No maps of his soul have I penned;
I don't analyze—I just love him,
Because—well, because he's my friend.


© Berton Braley