Sunday, November 17, 2019



LEASH

Does every dog hate the leash -
that leather prison around one’s neck?
Does every human hate the leash -
that holds us back from running free?
Does anyone want government or
gulag or God to pen or hold us in?
Doesn’t everyone want  be like the dog -
head out the car window - enjoying the breeze?
Doesn’t every kid long for the day to
have the keys to one’s car and freedom to be?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019


November 17, 2019 

Thought for today: 

“I have  noticed  that people who are late  are often so much jollier that the people who have to wait for them.” 

E. V. Lucas, Reading, 
Writing and Remembering.

Saturday, November 16, 2019


EVERYONE:  A GOD SCULPTOR

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this 32 Saturday in Ordinary Time is, “Everyone: A  God Sculptor.”

A THEORY

I have a theory that everyone spends their life trying to figure out who and what God is like - even atheists. We all do this in that inner quiet room in the back of our mind. That’s the place we go to when we are alone - when we are in the dark - or when we are alone on planes or buses or when things have gone wrong.

If you were given clay or a canvas and paints - and you were asked to sculpt or paint an image of God, what would your work of art  look like?

Try it - when you have some doodle time. You have to have in your house ball point pens, crayons, paints, clay or what have you.

Share your drawing or sculpture with each other.

It’s not too far-fetched.  Genesis has God the creator sculpting us out of the clay of the earth and breathing life into us. Next time you see a little baby - stop to see the baby and say to the parents and to God: “Nice job!” 

Mom and God have been sculpting that baby for some 9 months.

We’re made in the image and likeness of God, so if God was an artist, so too us.

EULOGY

Next time you’re at a funeral of someone you know, when there is an eulogy, listen to the eulogist and see if you say to yourself, if you knew the deceased, “Wow the speaker really captured the essence of the person.”

I just finished 17 years in a big parish in Maryland and as a result I did a couple of hundred funerals.  I’d go to the funeral parlor - if they had a service the day before - and look at all the pictures - and then ask folks - one on one -  to describe who the deceased was.  Then the next day I would try to tailor the homily to the person who died. Sometimes people would say, “Thanks, you knew that person really well; sometimes people would say nothing.”

BACK TO GOD.

If we told each other how we see God, how we picture God, how we understand God, I guarantee you, we  would say of other people’s verbal sculptures, “That’s not my God.” or  “That’s not how I see God.”

GOD IN SCRIPTURES

All of the above was triggered by today’s readings.

Jesus in today’s gospel describes God as a judge who will answer our prayers, just to get rid of us.  Does any of us picture God like that?

In other gospel texts, Jesus pictures God, our Father, giving everyone who works in the vineyard the same amount at the end of the day and lots of folks screamed, “Not fair.” They’re saying, “That’s not how I see God.”

My guess is that the first five minutes of heaven after we die, when we see who’s there and who’s where, we’ll hear, “Not fair!” - a lot.

Jesus broke a lot of bubbles telling us that God rejoices over 1 lost sheep being found than 99 goody goodies just floating along in life and in paradise.

Reflecting on these scripture stories and a lot more, we might crumble up our  pictures of God - as we come up with new images.

OTHER SCRIPTURE READINGS

That’s just the gospels. Other scriptures will really get us scratching our heads.

Take today’s first reading with the author of wisdom painting God very dramatically like a warrior with a fierce looking sword flying out of heaven in the dark - in dramatic silence - and chopping people down.

Scary - and we might say, hearing that, “I find myself saying and thinking, ‘Not my God. Not my God.”

CONCLUSION

Then the recurring question: Who are you God?   

November 16, 2019


4th GRADE DESK

It was my desk, my observation point,
to see the front half of the classroom -
to see the teacher and all else - but ….

I liked the secret compartment below
the brown wooden top of my desk -
even though it was open - semi-private.

The round ink well - hole - was there,
but it had no ink bottle in it. A moveable
Waterman’s ink bottle had taken its place

I was still a me - never once wondering
who else sat in my wooden desk in years
gone by. I was just a kid, still unconscious.

I never wondered who J  G  was - two letters
carved in the upper front edge of my desk.
Years later it would be others - but not yet.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019

November 16, 2019

Thought for today: 


“A master can  tell  you what he expects of you.  A teacher, though, awakens your own expectations.” 


Patricia Neal with Richard DeNeut, 
As I Am: An Autobiography (Simon Schuster).


ALTAR

Altar -
a massive stone -
silent in the center of the
sanctuary - with all the
benches watching -
waiting for sacrifices -
Abraham giving up Isaac,
the Father letting go of
the Son and then there’s me.
Yes me with only me,
and I fear I’m still unable
to make that sacrifice:
me giving up me -
the dying of self.


© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019





Friday, November 15, 2019

November 15, 2019


Thought for today: 

“Pray, v. “To ask  that  the rules of the universe be annulled  on behalf of a single petitioner, confessedly unworthy.” 


Ambrose Bierce, 
The Devil’s Dictionary, 1906