Saturday, October 12, 2019

October 12, 2019



THERE  ARE  THINGS  
I  CAN’T  EXPLAIN  

There are things I can’t explain.
Sorry. I would like to. I’ll try but
there are things I can’t explain.

Like a couple who date, get engaged,
live together, get married and then
they realize they have landed in hell.

Like I know I am a procrastinator.
I really bother people being late,
but then I do it over and over again.

You tell me I don’t listen. You tell me
you are going to do this or go there
and I don’t hear a word you said.

It’s one more lie - from elected or
appointed officials in our church or our
government and folks refuse to see it.

Jesus said it: “The truth will set us free,”
but we won’t ask questions and name
what’s going on - but why, why why?


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019


October  12, 2019 



Thought for today: 


“God knows why he gives a dog sores on his head.”  

“Bon Die konnin pouki sa Li bay chin deye tal.”

Someone

Friday, October 11, 2019

October 11,  2019


WOOD

When did God come with the idea of wood?
Wow!  The possibilities of wood. Wow! Wow!

A pop stick - holding cold, delicious  ice cream....
A violin ….
A piano ….
A table ….
A bureau ….
A floor ….
A door ….
A ping pong paddle ….
A ruler ….
A pencil ….
Paper ….
Chopsticks ….
Clogs in Holland ..,,
A house ….
A cross … oops! Didn’t think of that one at first ….

When did God come with the idea of wood?
Wow!  The possibilities of wood. Wow! Wow!

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019




October  11, 2019

Thought for today: 

“When you sweep out the temple courtyard, don’t stop to read the old newspapers.”  

Someone


Why not? 
I do that all the time!
Sometimes they have
more interesting stuff
than today's newspaper.
Sometimes it's the SOSO.

Thursday, October 10, 2019


DOORS

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 26 Thursday in Ordinary Time  is “Doors”.

Picture yourself  on a black leather couch - or in a soft chair - in a psychologist’s or psychiatrist’s or counselor’s office - behind closed doors - and the counselor - in a moment of quiet - said to you, “Doors?”



What would be your reaction? What would that image trigger?

Would your face go,  “Huh” with a question mark attached to it?

Translation: what are you talking about?  What are you asking?

The psychiatrist had been at Daily Mass that Thursday morning and the word “doors” - appeared 3 times in the gospel - which got her  thinking about doors.

However,  the preacher said nothing about doors - but got off on something about God as a great listener - as the first reading from Malachi put it.

But the psychiatrist - for the rest of the Mass - and during her session with her  first client of the day - had begun thinking about doors.

THE DOORS OF A LIFETIME

In fact, that evening while driving home - before she got to her garage door - before this psychiatrist  opened the door of her car to get out - before she got to the side door to go into her house - she felt thankful - as well as intrigued about all she heard about doors from people that she sat with that day in therapy - in helping people move towards healing.

In fact, she asked all 5 clients that she had that day - what does the word “door” trigger for you?

She  heard about feelings of being locked out by one’s spouse . She heard about how difficult it was for one person to go thought the doorway of an Al Anon meeting - because he was worried about word going around town that one’s wife was an alcoholic. The psychiatrist heard from client # 3 - how he was  shown the door by a boss. He was fired from a law firm. The psychiatrist heard how hard it was for someone to knock on a psychiatrist’s door. “What? Will people think I’m crazy?”

She was a just a psychiatrist. In fact,  based on what folks said about Catholics and religion, two of her patients would be totally surprised that their therapist was a church goer - more - a daily Mass goer - except for Saturday morning.  She had an open door attitude towards God - who was open to everyone.  She had on open door attitude towards people - their habits and peculiarities - their disorders and their disarray at times.

She also heard one of her 5 clients from that day saying that she often goes to God and pounds on God’s door as Jesus had said, till God unlocks the door and gives me my daily bread. This client - # 4 - said that her favorite Bible text was Jesus’ words, “I tell you, ask and you will receive; seek and you shall find; knock and the door will be opened to you.”

So even though the priest said nothing about doors in the morning Mass homily, she had a profitable day asking people  to give their thoughts about what the image of a door does to their psyche.

CONCLUSION

And that night after eating and being with her husband and her kids - after a game of cards and watching their favorite TV show - she headed for her favorite chair - before going to bed.  The chair was on their  back porch. She opened up the porch door and sat down for her 15 minutes of quite reflection on her day.  She had been doing this for years now - before heading for bed.

She breathed a few good deep cool night air breaths. She looked out into the night sky and thanked God for a wonderful - but very  long day.  Then she closed her eyes and opened the door in her soul to her inner room - and spent the  next 10 minutes of quiet listening to our God.

Ooops. She fell asleep and her husband opened up the porch door and said, “Are you coming to bed sleepy head?”


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Painting of lady on couch: Meridienne by Edouard Manet
October 10, 2019

MARTHA  HAD  IT

After months - better - years
of conversations -  she finally
said it: “I am tired of being tired.”

She laughed and
said it again: “I am sick
and tired of being tired.”

She had finally said it to herself -
what she knew all along - but
she couldn’t say or admit it.

She was sick and tired
of always being there, more:
having to be there: present.

She was  the box of bandaids,
the Vaseline, the one who had
to run to the drugstore every time.

Well, the box was empty.
No more bandaids. The jar
was empty. No more Vaseline.

She simply packed a suitcase -
and left a note: “I’ll be back in a few
weeks. I’m tired and need a  vacation.”

Well, everyone was furious!
But not everyone. One person  said,
“It’s about time. Good move honey.”

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019


October  10, 2019 

Thought for today: 

“Love it the way it is.”  


Thaddeus Golas, in 
The Lazy Man’s Guide 
to Enlightenment