8/3/26

Monday Morning Offering: 8/3


Image: George Mendoza

Good morning, good God!
 
This morning, Lord,
we offer you the prayers 
groaning deep within our guts,
searching for a voice
and longing for some words
to help them come to speech...

We offer you the tired prayers
that haunt our hearts and souls
seeking respite in that harbor
where hope drops anchor, 
finds a berth
and puts in for the night...

We offer you those prayers 
perched on the tips of tongues
but for which we've found no words
equal to the task
of speaking all our hearts contain
and long to share with you... 

And we offer you our prayers, Lord,
the ones that we think foolish,  
the pleas that we deem selfish
and the prayers we think too small
- or too large to dare to offer...
 
We offer you our secret prayers
embedded long ago, waiting still
to break the  silence
that our doubt and fear impose...

We offer you the hushed prayers 
that sleep within our souls,
waiting to be wakened
and shouted from our hearts and souls
in hope of reaching yours...

When all we have to say is,
"Lord, we have no words to pray..."
help us trust you welcome such as this
as prayer you take to heart...

Teach our hearts to speak to yours, Lord,
and help our hearts to know,
to grasp and come to understand
what your heart speaks to ours...

Encourage us to pray, Lord,
when we find the words to say
and teach us how to pray
- when we have none...

Amen.

  

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8/2/26

NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 8/2

 

On Sundays, Night Prayer takes its lead from some element of the day's liturgy and so tonight we turn to a line from today's gospel: His heart was moved with pity for them and he cured their sick.  (Matthew 14:14

I often see videos online of folks rescuing wildlife caught in wire, fishing line, fences and other situations where the animal is stuck and can't get free. Very often, these animals fiercely resist the approach and touch of a human - as is their natural response.  But then I came across this video where an owl sits quietly and patiently as a man frees it from the fishing line in which the bird had become entangled.
 
I find in this video an image of God who is moved with pity and approaches us - to free us from whatever entanglement, predicament or pickle we find ourselves in - particularly those jams from which we seem unable to free ourselves. And note how the owl here: remains calm and patient; trusts what the rescuer is doing; and allows him access to get right to the source of the problem... The owl doesn't resist, doesn't screech, doesn't fend off a helping hand, doesn't resort to its natural responses  - but rather yields to the intervention of a power much greater than itself and surrenders to a touch gentler than it may ever before have known.  And don't miss how the owl, once letting go any jealous self-control, begins and learns to trust another's saving hand - and rests, even when freed - in the company of his deliverer...
 
 

Let's pray...
 
O God - I'm an owl!

I'm an owl stuck on a branch,
    knotted up in my own troubles, 
    tied down in ways I can't escape,
    tethered to a lonely perch, grounded
    when I want so much to fly
       and be from all that holds me...
 
Have pity on me, Lord,
    and come and heal what ails my heart;
what binds my soul and keeps me down;
    what keeps my wings from spreading
and flying to the safety
    of your outstretched, open arms...  
 
And, Lord: 
    deliver me me from thinking
      I can do this on my own...
 
Deliver me from anger, my self-pity
    and my tantrums 
and the isolation I mistake
    as shelter for my pain...
 
Deliver me from panic
    and the fear from which it comes;
from the worry that I'll never have
    what my heart wants the most... 
 
Help me to surrender, Lord,
    to you and to your grace,
to your gentle, healing touch
    right where my pain is most acute...
 
Help me remain calm, Lord,
    in the chaos of my fears
while the finger of your wisdom
    deftly lights and makes a way 
to the freedom I desire
    and that only you can give...
 
Help me trust you're there, Lord
    when I'm feeling most alone,
when I fear I've been forgotten 
    with no one left to care...
 
Help me see you're by my side, Lord,
    at work to set me free
and that day by day, hour by hour,
    your grace is healing me...     
 
Make me wise, Lord, like the owl,
    give me patience with my lot,
and help me trust in your desire
    to gently set me free...
 
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
    and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
    and asleep rest in your peace...

Amen. 
 
Two songs this evening... The first is not a hymn but a haunting song which speaks of the loneliness of the owl - and the friendship it shares with the wind and the moon. Since tonight's prayer asks for calm and patience in waiting for the Lord's healing, this tune seems appropriate...  The second is a fine hymn I've offered here many times: appropriate when recalling the fabled wisdom of the owl - an ode to the wisdom of God...

The Owl, the Wind and the Moon
   by Mark Burrows
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The Perfect Wisdom of Our God
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The perfect wisdom of our God,
Revealed in all the universe:
All things created by His hand,
And held together at His command.

He knows the mysteries of the seas,
The secrets of the stars are His;
He guides the planets on their way,
And turns the earth through another day.

The matchless wisdom of his ways
That mark the path of righteousness,
His word a lamp unto my feet,
His Spirit teaching and guiding me.

And, oh, the mystery of the Cross,
That God should suffer for the lost
So that the fool might shame the wise
And all the glory might go to Christ.

Oh grant me wisdom from above,
To pray for peace and cling to love,
And teach me humbly to receive
The sun and rain of Your sovereignty

Each strand of sorrow has a place
Within this tapestry of grace;
So through the trials I choose to say:
"Your perfect will, in your perfect way."
  

  

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NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 8/2

 
On Sundays, Night Prayer takes its lead from some element of the day's liturgy and so tonight we turn to a line from today's gospel: His heart was moved with pity for them and he cured their sick.  (Matthew 14:14

 
I often see videos online of folks rescuing wildlife caught in wire, fishing line, fences and other situations where the animal is stuck and can't get free. Very often, these animals fiercely resist the approach and touch of a human - as is their natural response.  But then I came across this video where an owl sits quietly and patiently as a man frees it from the fishing line in which the bird had become entangled.
 
I find in this video an image of God who is moved with pity and approaches us - to free us from whatever entanglement, predicament or pickle we find ourselves in - particularly those jams from which we seem unable to free ourselves. And note how the owl here: remains calm and patient; trusts what the rescuer is doing; and allows him access to get right to the source of the problem... The owl doesn't resist, doesn't screech, doesn't fend off a helping hand, doesn't resort to its natural responses  - but rather yields to the intervention of a power much greater than itself and surrenders to a touch gentler than it may ever before have known.  And don't miss how the owl, once letting go any jealous self-control, begins and learns to trust another's saving hand - and rests, even when freed - in the company of his deliverer...
 
 

Let's pray...
 
O God - I'm an owl!

I'm an owl stuck on a branch,
    knotted up in my own troubles, 
    tied down in ways I can't escape,
    tethered to a lonely perch, grounded
    when I want so much to fly
       and be from all that holds me...
 
Have pity on me, Lord,
    and come and heal what ails my heart;
what binds my soul and keeps me down;
    what keeps my wings from spreading
and flying to the safety
    of your outstretched, open arms...  
 
And, Lord: 
    deliver me me from thinking
      I can do this on my own...
 
Deliver me from anger, my self-pity
    and my tantrums 
and the isolation I mistake
    as shelter for my pain...
 
Deliver me from panic
    and the fear from which it comes;
from the worry that I'll never have
    what my heart wants the most... 
 
Help me to surrender, Lord,
    to you and to your grace,
to your gentle, healing touch
    right where my pain is most acute...
 
Help me remain calm, Lord,
    in the chaos of my fears
while the finger of your wisdom
    deftly lights and makes a way 
to the freedom I desire
    and that only you can give...
 
Help me trust you're there, Lord
    when I'm feeling most alone,
when I fear I've been forgotten 
    with no one left to care...
 
Help me see you're by my side, Lord,
    at work to set me free
and that day by day, hour by hour,
    your grace is healing me...     
 
Make me wise, Lord, like the owl,
    give me patience with my lot,
and help me trust in your desire
    to gently set me free...
 
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
    and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
    and asleep rest in your peace...

Amen. 
 
Two songs this evening... The first is not a hymn but a haunting song which speaks of the loneliness of the owl - and the friendship it shares with the wind and the moon. Since tonight's prayer asks for calm and patience in waiting for the Lord's healing, this tune seems appropriate...  The second is a fine hymn I've offered here many times: appropriate when recalling the fabled wisdom of the owl - an ode to the wisdom of God...

The Owl, the Wind and the Moon
   by Mark Burrows
If a video doesn't appear below, click here!
 
 
 
The Perfect Wisdom of Our God
If a widget doesn't appear below, click here! 



The perfect wisdom of our God,
Revealed in all the universe:
All things created by His hand,
And held together at His command.

He knows the mysteries of the seas,
The secrets of the stars are His;
He guides the planets on their way,
And turns the earth through another day.

The matchless wisdom of his ways
That mark the path of righteousness,
His word a lamp unto my feet,
His Spirit teaching and guiding me.

And, oh, the mystery of the Cross,
That God should suffer for the lost
So that the fool might shame the wise
And all the glory might go to Christ.

Oh grant me wisdom from above,
To pray for peace and cling to love,
And teach me humbly to receive
The sun and rain of Your sovereignty

Each strand of sorrow has a place
Within this tapestry of grace;
So through the trials I choose to say:
"Your perfect will, in your perfect way."

 

  

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Feeding 4 hungry kids, 1 hungry man and 5,000 hungry families


 
Here's a link to the audio of my homily for August 1, based on these scriptures (especially the first reading and the gospel). If a video doesn't appear above, click here. And here's the text of my homily...

Many, many years ago, a friend of mine, Father Tim O'Leary, was working as a missionary in the poorest neighborhoods of Lima, Peru. One day, he went into the city for a meeting and stopped to have lunch, taking a seat at an outdoor table in front of a small restaurant.

As Tim's lunch arrived, a young boy, a street urchin, was standing on the sidewalk right there - his eyes clearly fixed on my friend's lunch plate. (Let's call him Pedro.)

Tim called the boy over and asked him if he was hungry. And you can guess what Pedro's answer was! So Tim took his napkin, put half his lunch in it, and gave it to Pedro, who thanked him profusely, and then darted through the traffic to the opposite side of the street where, on the curb, Pedro sat down with three other children, who, it turned out, were his younger brother and two younger sisters. And Pedro shared with them this little feast of clean, fresh food wrapped up in a paper napkin.

On the other side of the street where Tim was, he saw this happening, and he looked at what was left on his lunch plate - half a lunch. He put that in another napkin and brought it across the street to give to Pedro and his siblings.

Sometimes, when you take something small, and with love and gratitude, divide and share it: you can feed four hungry children on a sidewalk in Peru. OR…you can feed 5,000 hungry families on a hillside outside of Jerusalem.

When the scriptures speak of blessing and breaking and sharing (as they often do and as they do in today's gospel) the image is always intended to be Eucharistic.

And we can't talk about the Eucharist without remembering the Cross, on a hill called Calvary… and remembering a table where, on the night before he died, Jesus had supper with his friends… and thinking of a table where, on Saturday afternoons in this sanctuary, the friends of Jesus still gather (that’s you and me) to share in his sacrifice: to share in the life of Jesus - offered once for us on the cross on Calvary - but now, given and shared with us in the simple meal of the Eucharist - a morsel of Bread and a sip from a Cup. 

To share in Christ's sacrifice on Calvary – sacrifice…

To sacrifice is to take something ordinary - and make it holy - by offering it up to God. Here, we offer simple gifts of bread and wine to God with thanks and praise. And because we join our offering to Christ's offering on the Cross, our gifts become one with his, our gifts become holy - indeed, we believe our gifts - become Jesus! 


For my friend Tim to offer, to surrender, to hand over something as ordinary as – lunch… to give up, to sacrifice the food he was about to eat and to offer it to God, God present in his chosen people, the poor – for Tim to do this was to make of his lunch something blessed, something holy.

No, I'm not saying that Tim's lunch became the Eucharist. But I am saying that Tim's lunch became something holy, that his offering was blessed, that his gift became a blessing.

I'm reminded here are some lines written by the Jesuit priest Dan Berrigan. I included his words in the program for my first mass back in 1973 - that's how important these words were and are to me. Fr. Berrigan wrote this: 

Sometime in your life,  
 hope that you might see one starved man, 
and the look on his face 
 when the bread finally arrives. 
Hope that you might have bought it, 
 or baked it or even kneaded it yourself. 
For that look on his face, 
 for your meeting his eyes across a piece of bread, 
  you might be willing to lose a lot, 
   or suffer a lot, 
    or die a little even…
 
For that look on his face,
you might even sacrifice half your lunch,
 or all your lunch,
  or more, even...

Sometimes when you take something small, and with love and gratitude, divide it and share it, you can feed a hungry man who's waiting for a piece of bread… or 4 children sitting on a curb… or 5,000 hungry families on hillside…

• So what have you and I to offer, to sacrifice to God, to make holy? 
• What have you and I to give up for others? 
• What have you and I to hand over, not only from our surplus, but also from what sustains us, from what we ourselves need. 
• Do we understand that if the hungry and thirsty (in today's first reading, Israel, in exile in Babylon) if they had to eat and drink freely (as the Lord promised them) -- do we understand that the Lord is waiting for us to generously share and provide for them, from our sustenance? from what we ourselves need and HAVE in abundance?

I love this story about Tim and Pedro. But here in Georgetown and where I live in Massachusetts, there's seldom a Pedro standing within arm's reach of my table. 


But Pedro and his younger brother and sisters aren't really ever all that far away. In fact, they are everywhere, all around the world - and they're hungry. 

• Maybe this is why Jesus chose to feed 5000 families, and still have plenty left over…
•Maybe this is why Jesus chose to feed thousands of people he didn't know, people he never met, people who were strangers… 
•Maybe that's why Jesus chose not to ask, “Okay, who has food at home?” Or “Why didn't you bring some with you? 
• Maybe that's why he didn't turn to anyone, scolding them for being lazy, or telling them to “Get a job… 
• Maybe that's why he didn't ask anyone why they were hungry or how they came to be without food… 
• He turned no one away… 
• Maybe that's why, as had been promised centuries before in Isaiah, why Jesus invited everyone to eat without paying, without cost…

He invited them to eat because (as the gospel told us today) 
     “His heart was moved to pity for them…”

He invited those 5,000 families of poor, unprepared, unknown people to eat, free of charge, simply because: 
 he loved them…
  and they were hungry…
   and he had food…

There's no doubt about it. There's no escaping it. These scriptures are calling us to feed Pedro and his siblings when they cross our paths. AND these scriptures are calling us to feed the poor of our nation and of the world -- because: 
 we're called to love them… 
  and they're hungry… 
   and we have food...

In so many ways, we have exponentially more food than we need. And more food - much more food than 12 baskets of leftovers.

How will we do this? That is a really good question!

Remembering my friend, Tim, sitting in that restaurant table and feeding Pedro, I thought once about starting a personal practice that anytime I went out to eat, I'd keep track of what I spent, and donate 10% of that (a tithe) to my favorite charity - which happens to be a mission in Haiti.

I was feeling pretty good about this until it dawned on me that every time I go out to eat, I already give 20% of what I pay to the waiter!

I'm still working on this. And I need to work harder, because I am called- you are called, each of us is called to love our neighbor -- and our neighbor is everyone, everywhere, and especially anyone, anywhere, who's in dire need of the basic necessities of life: shelter, food, clean water, healthcare and the freedom to be and become the person God created and calls each of us to be.

Well, when you consider all of this - it's bold of us, is it not? - it's bold of us to approach the altar of sacrifice so freely, without cost. To approach the table where Jesus will feed us not with leftovers - not with 10% or 20% of his love - but Jesus will feed us with everything he has to give us: his whole life offered, laid down, handed over, sacrificed for us - that we might receive the fullness of his life, his mercy, and his love.

Such is the gift the Lord returns to us when we offer simple gifts of bread and wine… when we ask for the Spirit's blessing to come upon them… and we then break the bread and pour the cup - so that all might be fed… that ALL might be fed and become one in him.

As Jesus did for us on the Cross… and as he does for us at this Table… So let us do for Pedro and for his brother and sisters, nearby, around us… and around the whole world.



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8/1/26

Pause for Prayer: SATURDAY 8/1


The first of August - really? 
 
Already?

Way.  Too.  Soon.   
 
(IMHO)

Summer is slipping away, Lord,
    or so it seems to me
and August's debut uncomfortably intrudes 
   on my favorite time of the year...
 
I know there's summer yet to come,
    but what has passed is what I miss
- and I wonder where it went
    and how I let it go...

Still, this is the day that you've made, Lord:
   August 1, 2023...

This day's unique 
   in the whole of my life,
   in the lives of my friends,
   in humankind's history
   and, indeed, unique 
      in your sight, Lord...

This day has never dawned before
   and will never come again:
August 1, 2026,
   a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
!

So, what would you have me make of this day, Lord?
    What would you have me do - or not do?
    What would you have me embrace
       - and what would you have me set free? 
    Where would you have me go 
       and from where do you think I should keep my distance? 
 
How would you have me spend this day:
   August 1, 2026?

How might I make this a better day
   for all the folks whose paths cross mine?

How might I mend, on the day at hand,
   the mistakes I made a day, a month, a year ago?
 
What might I do today, Lord,
   to prepare for a peaceful tomorrow? 

And what are your plans, Lord,
   for the 1st of August in '23?
How will you move and act today
   in  my heart, in my life, in the world?
 
Open me up to all the ways  
   your Spirit will touch me today:
      in my mind, in my heart,
      in my conscience, in my soul
      and in all of my words and deeds.
 
Open me, Lord, to all the ways
   you'll move in my life today...

This is the day that you've made, O Lord,
   August 1, 2026:
      help me rejoice and be glad in the day at hand
      help me spend this day in your grace
      - and come to its close in your peace...

Amen. 
 

  

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Pause for Prayer: SATURDAY 8/1


The first of August - really? 
 
Already?

Way.  Too.  Soon.   
 
(IMHO)

Summer is slipping away, Lord,
    or so it seems to me
and August's debut uncomfortably intrudes 
   on my favorite time of the year...
 
I know there's summer yet to come,
    but what has passed is what I miss
- and I wonder where it went
    and how I let it go...

Still, this is the day that you've made, Lord:
   August 1, 2023...

This day's unique 
   in the whole of my life,
   in the lives of my friends,
   in humankind's history
   and, indeed, unique 
      in your sight, Lord...

This day has never dawned before
   and will never come again:
August 1, 2026,
   a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity
!

So, what would you have me make of this day, Lord?
    What would you have me do - or not do?
    What would you have me embrace
       - and what would you have me set free? 
    Where would you have me go 
       and from where do you think I should keep my distance? 
 
How would you have me spend this day:
   August 1, 2026?

How might I make this a better day
   for all the folks whose paths cross mine?

How might I mend, on the day at hand,
   the mistakes I made a day, a month, a year ago?
 
What might I do today, Lord,
   to prepare for a peaceful tomorrow? 

And what are your plans, Lord,
   for the 1st of August in '26?
How will you move and act today
   in  my heart, in my life, in the world?
 
Open me up to all the ways  
   your Spirit will touch me today:
      in my mind, in my heart,
      in my conscience, in my soul
      and in all of my words and deeds.
 
Open me, Lord, to all the ways
   you'll move in my life today...

This is the day that you've made, O Lord,
   August 1, 2026:
      help me rejoice and be glad in the day at hand
      help me spend this day in your grace
      - and come to its close in your peace...

Amen. 
 

  

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