Friday, December 6, 2019

December  5, 2019

ECHOES FROM THE PAST


If we echo our parents all our lives
without realizing it 99 % of the time,
then when we get together with our brothers
and our sisters for a funeral or a wedding,
we ought to be listening to our parents,
maybe hearing them for the first time.


                                                                                             © Andy Costello, Reflections 


ROCK:
A  MEDITATION ON ROCK


 INTRODUCTION

The title of my reflection for today is, “Rock: A Meditation on Rock.”

Since today’s two readings give rock a prominent place - as I was preparing some thoughts for  this morning - I said, “Why not put together a short meditation on rock?”

READINGS

The first reading – Isaiah 26: 1-6 - describes the Lord as an eternal rock.

Isaiah says that after saying, “Trust in the Lord forever.”

Okay, I get that.  Isaiah throws in a curve - the opposite.  Beware of being too lofty and overbearing like a mountain. You might be humbled as you tumble down to the ground.   Remember dust is disintegrated rock. Think about it:  you might end up as road - trampled underfoot by the needy -  stepped on by the footsteps of the poor.

Hear that comment: “… the footsteps of the poor.”  That’s 5  words that  I need to do some thinking about - but not now. Today I’m meditating on rock.

And today’s gospel – Matthew 7: 21-27 - has Jesus saying to build your house on rock - not on sand - so that  - when the wind and storms of life - hit your house - you will stand - because you’re built on rock.

TODAY - PICK UP A ROCK AND MEDITATE ON IT

 Walk around your house and find a stone.

I mean inside your house.  You could do this outside, but for starters, try inside your house.

Surprise you spot a small stone on a book shelf.  You ask, “What’s with this stone? What’s the  story about this stone?

It could be a rock from a vacation - or a rock with writing on it - given to you as a gift or a souvenir.



Think of Simon and Garfunkel’s song, “I Am a Rock …. I am an Island.”

Yeah, sometimes people are too cold, too alone, too unfeeling. In those experiences being a rock is negative.  Then there are people who are our rocks - our strength - like the Lord in today’s first reading.

I’ve been to Gibraltar.  If you ever are on a Mediterranean Cruise and Gibraltar is an option - go for it - outside or in.  On the outside, beware of the monkeys – they grab cameras, pocketbooks, packs and food.  On the inside see if you can get down into at least the middle level cave.

It represents security - hence Gibraltar being a symbol for an insurance company.

Contrast rock with opposite objects - like paper and scissors - in that wonderful game: “Rock, Paper, Scissors.”

Think of all the people who have had stones, gossip, words, thrown at them.

Words – hard words – hard sounding air – can hurt.

Picture the lady in the gospel – John 8: 1-11 – who was caught in adultery.

Did she hear the words, “Adulterer!  Sinner!” “This woman was caught in the very act of adultery!” for the rest of her life in that village?

Or did she stay with Jesus words, “Let him without sin cast the first stone”? Or “I don’t condemn you. Go and sin no more.”

Or the story about words that are like bloody rocks are in the gospel story of the guy in the cemetery who was bashing himself with stones. Did he spend his life hitting himself for mistakes or regrets from years past all his life? {[Cf. Mark 5: 5.]

CONCLUSION

So that’s a few ideas to trigger a few ideas inside your head.

That’s what a preacher tries to do.

Let me close with the old joke we used to tell as kids: “Was Goliath, the giant in the bible, surprised when David hit him in the head and killed him with a stone?”

Answer: “Yes! Such a thing had never entered his head before.”

Thursday, December 5, 2019


December 5, 2019 - 

Thought for today: 


“Comparisons  are  often  at the heart of hurt.”  


Someone.
What do you think?
Agree or disagree?

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

December 4, 2019





WHICH ONE AM I? 

Would anyone of us want to be
pictured as a sledge hammer
or a bulldozer - “Grrrr! Grrrr!”
or a tank  - “Boom! Boom!
or a bullwhip, "Swish! Slash"?

No! I hope not. Wouldn’t we
rather be seen as a waitress
cleaning our table and then
saying, “Now what can I get for
you wonderful folks this evening?”

Or to be seen as a shepherd
who looks for lost sheep or a
pruner of grape vines or a farmer
of wheat who wants to put delicious
bread and wine on our table?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019

December 4, 2019

Thought for today:


“The  worst  thing  that can happen to a priest is that God gives him what he wants.”  


Father John Monaghan, 
page 126 in Monsignor 
George A. Kelly’s book, 
Inside My Father’s House, 
Doubleday 1989


HOW IMPORTANT IS IT TO US
THAT WE KNOW THAT SOMEONE KNOWS WE EXIST AND EXISTED?

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this First Wednesday in Advent is a question, “How Important Is It to Us that We Know that Someone Knows We Exist and Existed?”

I got that question not from today’s readings, but from the Give Us This Day booklet that I know you all have.

On page 56 for this December 4th, there is a short biography of someone I never heard of before: Sister Anuarite  Nengapeta - a Congolese nun and Martyr - dates 1939 to 1964.

Then a few pages later - also for today, December 4th, they have a reflection on the Trappist monks of Tibhirine in Algeria who were part of the 19 Algerian martyrs - men and women - who were killed in the 1990’s.

MAGNIFICAT AND GIVE US THIS DAY

I don’t know how many of this type of booklets there are around the world - booklets that give the readings of the day - some prayers and some reflections.

I’m familiar with the Magnificat and this one, Give Us This Day.

Magnificat has lots of beautiful religious art - maybe expensive paper - and features stuff from ancient saints more than modern ones. 

Give Us This Day has more modern cartoonish type art - perhaps cheaper paper  - and the lives of modern Christian heroes.

I used Magnificat for years and now I’ve been using Give Us This Day the last few years.  I don’t know if there is an article somewhere telling the history, the niche, the audience for each of these two booklets.

For December 4th, Give Us This Day triggered the question that hit me last night as I read the two descriptions of people like Sister Anuarite Nengapeta and the Algerian Martyrs.

I found more on the internet  about who these people were. That’s when several questions hit me: “Who Knows I Exist?”;  “How Important Is That to My Psyche and to Who and How I Am?”; and then the title and question of my homily came: “How Important Is It to Us that we Know Someone Knows We Exist and Existed?”

FOR STARTERS:  GOD KNOWS I EXIST

That is a basic teaching in Christian spirituality?

But at times we wonder: “God Do You Know I Exist?”

Did Mother Teresa ask that question during the 50 years she said she felt she was in the dark - and had doubts - most of the time?

Yet we wouldn’t be here in this chapel this morning if we didn’t have the faith to believe God knows I exist.

At a red light the other day - while driving -  I saw a squirrel dash across the street - and not get hit by a car.  At times I’ve said to God as I see a bird or a squirrel or a tree, “I believe you are totally aware of every bird, squirrel, tree, blade of grass, dead leaf on the street under a car tire.”

HOW ABOUT OTHERS?

The question that hit me for this homily is, “How Important Is It to Us that We Know that Someone Knows We Exist and Existed?”

All of us are from somewhere else.  Will someone on the planet wonder how we are doing today?  Did those 19 people who were murdered and martyred in Algeria get birthday cards?   Did their friends and those they served  know they existed?

Is the reason why some people leave religious life and marriages  because the other - the others - don’t give us a moment’s attention and the hope is that someone else out there will?

Can that need be measured, talked about, considered with each other?

MR ROGERS

I just saw the movie, “A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood” - that featured Mr. Roger’s, who was on TV from 1968- 2001. He helped kids see that they exist and feel their feelings and know that they are important.

CONCLUSION

Today’s two readings feature crowds. We’re part of the over 7.5 billion people on the planet.

I was with my brother’s family for Thanksgiving week and I watched how everyone held, spent time with, touched a new born baby - the only baby at a meal for 43 people.  I was looking forward since Joey was born 7 months ago - to see him and hold him. I watched how everyone embraced him. I wondered what  was it  like when I first arrived. I wondered about the other 42 people in the room. Did they still feel loved, noticed, embraced, known, worried about - cared about?

Even if in time everyone in the room saw that we are  like the people climbing the mountain for food in today’s first reading from Isaiah 25: 6-10 or like the crowd in today’s gospel from Matthew 15: 29-37 - that some  of us are lame, some of us are blind, some of us can’t really tell others about how we feel and think - and yet we can touch Jesus - be in communion with him and be lovable and known and loved.

Today see and know the people you see and don’t know.

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

December 3, 2019


THE FIRST MOMENT IN PRAYER

In the deep night
I kneel and ask,
“Who are You, God”
and You answer every time,
“And who are you?”

In the deep night
is that where prayer begins?
Is that the first moment in prayer
every time? Me and You?
Who are we?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019