Some time ago, a friend, a priest, I’ll call him Jack,
was working in Latin America.
He’d gone into the city for a meeting and stopped to have lunch,
taking a seat at an outdoor table in front of a restaurant.
When his lunch had been served, a young boy, a street urchin,
let’s call him Pedro, walked back and forth by Jack’s table,
his eyes clearly on my friend’s lunch plate.
Jack called him over and asked him if he was hungry.
You can guess what his answer was!
So Jack took his napkin, put half his lunch in it
and gave it to Pedro.
Jack was feeling good about what he’d done
and watched the boy cross the street to the other side.
There, on the curb, Pedro sat down with three other children,
his brother and two sisters,
and shared with them the treasure of some fresh food,
truly a feast for them, gathered up in a napkin.
Sometimes when you take something small and,
with gratitude, break and share it,
you feed 5,000 hungry families on a hillside.
And sometimes when you take something small and,
with gratitude, divide and share it,
you feed four children, hungry and huddled on a curb.
Jesus had so much left over,
he filled 12 baskets.
When my friend Jack saw what was still left on his plate,
half a lunch,
he put it in another napkin and brought it across the street
to give to Pedro and his siblings.
When the scriptures speak of blessing, breaking and sharing
(as they do in today’s gospel)
the imagery is always Eucharistic,
drawing us to Calvary and to the Table where,
in the Lord’s Supper every week,
we share in his sacrifice, offered once on the Cross.
To sacrifice is to make something ordinary holy
-- by offering it to God.
We offer simple bread and wine, to God, with thanks and praise
and when we join our offering to Christ’s offering on the Cross,
our gifts become holy, become one with his --
indeed, our gifts become him.
For my friend Jack to surrender something as ordinary as his lunch,
to sacrifice what he was to eat, to offer it to God’s chosen, the poor,
made of that lunch something holy.
His lunch didn’t become the Eucharist,
but it became a holy gift, a blessing:
in his offering it and his breaking it in half to share with others.
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?
Do we understand that if the hungry and thirsty in today’s first scripture
are to eat and drink freely, as the Lord promised them,
do we understand that the Lord waits for us
to generously share with them from our sustenance
and from what we have in abundance?
In thinking about this scripture and Jack’s story,
I’ve been asking myself these same questions.
What have I to give up? to sacrifice?
to share? to make holy?
And my thoughts have turned to all the times I eat out in restaurants.
But there are no little Pedro’s walking by my table in Concord.
So, as someone who lives in the first world,
what I’m called to do? how am I called to share?
how might I share my lunch, my dinner
with all the Pedro’s who live so far away?
I had the idea that I might do a little tithing.
That each time I go out to eat, I could make sure
that I contribute the equivalent of 10% of my bill
to the St. Boniface Haiti Foundation.
Well, most of the time when I eat out
the bill goes on my own credit card, not the parish card,
and 10% began to seem like a lot to me
until I remembered that on a regular basis I give 20% of the bill, 2 times a tithe, to the person who brings my dinner to my table.
I’ve not come to a decision on this yet but I know I need to.
I know that these scriptures call me, call all of us,
to take from what we have and, with gratitude, to sacrifice,
to share it with others
whose needs and hungers are so much greater than our own.
It’s with a certain boldness, then, isn’t it,
that we are about to approach the Lord’s Table
where he will feed us not with leftovers, not with 10% of his love
but with everything he has to give us, his whole life,
his very Body and Blood in the sacrament of the altar.
Such is the gift the Lord returns to us
when we offer our simple gifts of bread and wine,
ask for the Spirit’s blessing upon them,
and break and pour them out
that many might be fed and be one in him.
As he did for us on the Cross, as he does for us at this table,
so let us do for Pedro and for his brothers and sisters.
The prayer text in the video and the two prayers below are attributed to Saint Ignatius whose feast is celebrated today.
Anima Christi
Soul of Christ, sanctify me Body of Christ, save me Water from the side of Christ, wash me Passion of Christ, strengthen me Good Jesus, hear me Within your wounds, shelter me From turning away, keep me From the evil one, protect me At the hour of my death, call me Into your presence, lead me to praise you with all your saints Forever and ever. Amen.
Prayer for Generosity
Lord, teach me to be generous. Teach me to serve you as you deserve; to give and not to count the cost, to fight and not to heed the wounds, to toil and not to seek for rest, to labor and not to ask for reward, save that of knowing that I do your will.TweetSubscribe to A Concord Pastor Comments
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And so the weekend is about to begin... ready to worship? have you taken a look at the scriptures? In case you missed it, here's a post to help you get ready to pray this Sunday - and to hear the Word of the Lord.
I suspect that all of us will find something of our own circumstances in Gather Me To Be With You and some of us may find a lot. Loder's language is tight, bare boned, honest: a prayer text meets you were you live.
(Do you know what was gathered up in Sunday's gospel?)
Gather Me To Be With You
O GOD, gather me now to be with you as you are with me.
Soothe my tiredness;
quiet my fretfulness;
curb my aimlessness;
receive my compulsiveness;
let me be easy for a moment.
O LORD, release me from the fears and guilts which grip me so tightly;
from the expectations and opinions which I so tightly grip,
that I may be open to receiving,
to learn something refreshingly different.
O GOD, gather me to be with you as you are with me.
Forgive me for claiming so much for myself
that I leave no room for gratitude;
for confusing exercises in self-importance
with acceptance of self-worth;
for complaining so much of my burdens that I become a burden;
for competing against others so insidiously
that I stifle celebrating them and receiving your blessing
through their gifts.
O GOD, gather me to be with you as you are with me.
Keep me in touch with myself,
with my needs,
my anxieties,
my angers,
my pains,
my corruptions,
that I may claim them as my own
rather than blame them on someone else.
O LORD, deepen my wounds into wisdom;
shape my weakness into compassion;
gentle my envy into enjoyment,
my fear into trust,
my guilt into honesty,
my accusing finger into tickling ones.
O GOD, gather me to be with you as you are with me.
Here's the press release which includes a link to the complete text of the letter
WASHINGTON—In a July 26 letter to the U.S. House of Representatives, Bishop Stephen E. Blaire of Stockton, California, and Bishop Howard J. Hubbard of Albany, New York, called on Congress to remember the human and moral dimensions of the ongoing budget and debt ceiling debate.
The bishops wrote, “A just framework for future budgets cannot rely on disproportionate cuts in essential services to poor persons. It requires shared sacrifice by all, including raising adequate revenues, eliminating unnecessary military and other spending, and addressing the long-term costs of health insurance and retirement programs fairly.”
Bishop Blaire and Bishop Hubbard respectively chair the Committees on Domestic Justice and Human Development and International Justice and Peace of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops (USCCB).
The bishops wrote that every budget decision should be assessed by whether it protects human life and dignity, how it affects “the least of these,” including the hungry and homeless, and how well it reflects the shared responsibility of the government and other institutions to promote the common good of all, especially workers and families struggling in the current economy.
The full text of the letter is available online here.
Deacon Greg Kandra is asking folks, "What do you wear to Mass?" ("No Flip-Flops in the King's House") And that's a great question!
I'd suggest you follow the link and read his observations (keen and humorous) which include a repost of a piece he published a while back in his parish bulletin (more sharp-edged humor!).
And I'm interested in hearing about "what YOU wear to Mass..."
What's YOUR "Sunday best?"
And to make this perfectly clear: I'm NOT interested in reports of what you saw others wearing to church! Rather: what do YOU wear to Mass on the Lord's Day.
(It might be interesting to hear if your Sunday-go-to-meeting clothing choices change on days when you serve in a liturgical ministry.)
I'll start.
I wear black shoes and socks, pants and a clerical shirt with a collar. Prior to my church being blessed with air conditioning, I used to wear sandals and shorts under my vestments but with the AC, shoes, socks and long pants are fine.
And over all that black, I wear an alb and a stole and chasuable - currently in a cool shade of green!
The gospel for the Eighteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time is a familiar story: the feeding of the 5,000 or the multiplication of the loaves and fishes. The day's first scripture, from Isaiah, invites all who are thirsty and hungry to come and be fed, thus setting the stage for the scene we'll encounter in Matthew. The "middle reading," comes this week, again, from Romans and reminds us that nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.
Take a look at the texts (and some commentary on them) here. (There's no better way to prepare for Mass this Sunday!) Then, after looking at the scriptures, ask yourself:
Which reading(s) would I preach on? How might "5 loaves and 2 fish" translate to contemporary terms? What do I suppose the disciples did with the 12 wicker baskets of left-overs? What do I do with my left-overs? What do I think of miracles? Do I believe miracles still happen? Were I the preacher, would I stay with the more familiar (Isaiah and Matthew) or go with the strong call to faith in Romans? Which of these texts (and what in them) speaks to my heart?
my life? this week's news?
Bringing children to Mass with you? Here are some hints for helping our younger brothers and sisters prepare to hear the Lord's word this Sunday.
James Martin, SJ has reposted a meditation on a mosaic of Ann and Joachim found in the chapel of Sacred Heart University in Connecticut. The artist is another Jesuit: Marko Rupnik.
Martin's comment on the intimacy the couple shares in Rupnik's work put me in mind of Gioto's Anne and Joachim, here:
Martin points out, "How rare it is in a Christian setting to see a couple portrayed in such a clear demonstration of physical affection." How sad that even depictions of a chaste embrace shared by a married couple seldom find artistic expression.
In searching for images for my earlier posts on this day, I was disappointed in how few are the portrayals of Anne and Joachim with their grandson, the Christ. There are some instances of Anne and Joachim with Mary in her childhood but it seems to me that at least on occasion, Mary and Joseph might have asked these sainted grandparents to babysit!
Perhaps an artist out there might muse on the possibilities here...
On Mondays, I usually take some time to listen to the audio of the homily I preached (and posted) the day before. As I've noted before, this gives me the opportunity to hear what my parish heard and helps me identify and work on correcting problems in my delivery.
I'm often amazed at how striking can be the difference between the text and audio versions of a homily. Tone, inflection, emphasis, pausing and so many other factors bring a printed text to life in its audio form.
So, I'm wondering...
If you take time to check out my Sunday homily posts, do you
- read the text only?
- listen to the audio only?
- read and then listen?
- listen and then read?
- read while listening?
I've posted a poll widget at the top of the sidebar and I'd find it helpful if you would indicate your preference.
Please check the option that most generally describes what you do.
The beautiful sculpture above is by Timothy Schmalz and depicts Anne and Joachim embracing the Holy Family of Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
A Child's Prayer for Grandparents
Dear God, please bless my grandparents.
Thank you for the life they gave my parents
and for the life they give to me.
For the ways they helped me and made me strong, I give thanks.
For the ways they love me no matter what, I rejoice.
For the ways they have paved the road
that leads me here, I am grateful.
Let them grow in wisdom and joy in life.
Let them find peace and rest from their work.
Let them be healed of every sickness and pain.
And let them see with their own eyes
the glory of your Son, Jesus,
in the love of their children and grandchildren.
Bless them always until they come to rest in you.
We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.
On the liturgical calendar today is the feast of Saint Joachim and Saint Anne: parents of the Blessed Virgin Mary, grandparents of Jesus and St. Joseph's in-laws. (That's all of them to the left!) Yes, Jesus had grandparents and Joachim and Anne are fitting patron saints for our own grandparents - and for our in-laws, too. The scriptures tell us nothing of Mary's parents but legend and tradition assign them the names this day celebrates.
It was in the womb of her mother, Anne, that Mary was immaculately conceived. Although many Catholics are confused on this point, the Immaculate Conception refers to Mary's conception in Anne's womb, not Jesus' conception in Mary's womb.
I have a particular affection for St. Anne and her holy family for several reasons. When I was a child I visited the shrine of St. Anne deBeaupre, just outside of Quebec city in Canada.
My first assignment after ordination (1973) was to St. Ann Parish in the Wollaston section of Quincy. The people of there warmly welcomed a newly ordained priest who made plenty of mistakes in his first years in ministry. After five years in Wollaston, I went to study and work at the University of Notre Dame, returning in 1978 to begin nine years of campus ministry at Northeastern University and Emerson College at St. Ann University Parish in the Back Bay. Having been assigned to two parishes under the patronage of St. Anne, interrupted by four years at the University named for Anne's daughter, Our Lady, I was not surprised to be assigned in 1991 to St. Joseph Parish in Medway, named after Mary's husband.
From there I was assigned to another parish under Mary's watchful care, Our Lady Help of Christians, and then to Holy Family, a parish named after Mary, Joseph and Jesus! No small coincidence: St. Bernard Church is named for a saint who had a particular devotion to Mary and to whom is attributed the beautiful prayer, the Memorare.
Happy feast of St. Joachim and St. Anne to you all!
The icon above, Whole Holy Family, is by Bro. Michael McGrath depicting Anne and Joachim, Mary and Joseph, the Christ Child, the Holy Spirit and a couple of pets from the Holy Household!
Sometimes, Lord,
I feel your little nudges,
prompts and pokes:
I know they come from you
because they nudge me where I need to go,
prompt me towards what I need to do,
and poke me when I must get up,
get out and get moving...
I offer thanks this morning, Lord
for all the ways you press upon my heart
and gently pull me free of fears that bind
and blind me to your joy...
Grace is the word for all your prodding, Lord:
your gift of love, your Spirit keeping,
saving me from all the selfish folly
of my own designs and doings...
Does ever a day pass by
that you don't stir within my soul,
drop hints inside my heart
and move my mind to muse
upon your presence all around?
Is any moment empty
of the whisper of your wisdom
nudging me beyond myself to serve
as I've not served,
to give as I've not given,
to love as I've not thought my heart could love?
The wind of your Spirit
fills the sheets of my soul,
gently guiding me in seas I've never sailed
for fear of shoals I have not known -
while your grace charts my course,
steering me to parts and people new
- and with a purpose all your own...
Poke, push, prompt and prod me, Lord,
to waken to your word calling me
to life more joyful, free and faithful
than all my days thus far...
Open my eyes and ears to those
whose paths cross mine,
who may not yet have felt the gentle press
your grace now places on their hearts...
Good God of Monday morning
and of every starry night,
I praise you for the gift and grace
of every day this week…
Amen.
(Some readers save a helpful MMO for another time when it might serve well again. This is an older MMO which I'm sharing again because it's a good prayer for where I am just now with the Lord...)
(Click here for an archive of Monday Morning Offerings)
How many people here want to go to heaven when they die?
Anybody here want to go anywhere else when they die?
I thought not.
So, these two parables should be of interest to anyone
who wants to go to heaven.
If that’s really what we want.
And the scriptures today are all about what we reallywant.
In the first lesson the Lord said to Solomon,
“Ask something of me and I will give it to you.”
What if the Lord came to you or me in a dream at night and said,
“Tell me what you want - it’ll be yours!”
What would you ask for?
What would I ask for?
Would the Lord give us what we asked for?
The Lord gave Solomon the “understanding heart” he asked for
but also told him,
“You’re getting this because your request wasn’t selfish,
or frivolous, or material or vengeful.”
What would you and I answer
were the Lord to grant us that one request?
In the gospel, the Lord offers us two very short parables
about wanting heaven --
but note the sequence of events in each.
The Lord tells of a treasure hunter who has already found a treasure,
and of a merchant who has already found the most valuable pearl.
Both having found what they want,
each is willing to give up everything he has to insure
that the treasure, fhe pearl will be his.
Of course the parable isn’t really about buried treasure and jewelry,
it’s about heaven.
So back to my first question.
If we all really want to go to heaven,
what are we willing to give up to make sure
that heaven’s where we’re headed?
As he so often does, Jesus asks here for - for ALL that we have.
“But that’s too much,” we cry! “You gotta be kidding, Jesus!
That’s not sensible, not practical!
We have all kinds of things we have and want;
we have more things to buy; bills to pay; families to raise;
and jobs to keep.
And I suspect the Lord’s response to all that might be,
“Well, then, I wonder if you’ve really thought about heaven.
Look at what you want to hold on to.
What’s more important? longer lasting? more valuable.
This was just the dilemma
faced by the man who found the treasure in a field
and the one who found the most valuable pearl:
What’s more important?
What I already have? Or what I could have, forever?
I don’t believe that Jesus is asking us to inventory all our possessions
and then put everything on Craig’s List.
But he is asking us to assess what we have, to take stock of it,
and, most importantly, to ponder what could be ours --
and to weigh the difference and consider the cost.
Perhaps the reason we don’t think about heaven
is that we treasure our possessions and our desire for them so much,
almost as if we find heaven in the treasures now in our possession.
Of course, nothing I own will last forever
but I will last forever -- and you will last forever.
Nothing I have will go with me when I die,
except my heart, my soul and my desire for God.
My desire for God...
What, in the depths of my heart and soul,
do I desire the most?
What brings me the deepest happiness now?
What happiness do I hope to have forever?
All the things that are mine now:
are they paving a path for me to heaven?
or are they stumbling blocks along the way?
If heaven is really where I want to go,
what am I doing now to make sure I get there?
You and I might need to do a lot of digging
through the fields of our lives, through all we have,
to find the treasure of wanting heaven...
And we might need to sort through a lot of costume jewelry
before we find the pearl of great price,
the most valuable of all: life forever with God.
The treasure hunter and pearl merchant had to decide,
“What am I willing to give up for the greatest treasure of all?”
The Lord asks us the same question today.
We are about to break open the treasure of the Eucharist
and to pour out the Lord’s wisdom by the cupful.
Pray with me that the sacrament of this table,
for which Christ gave away everything he had for us,
pray that the treasure of his sacrifice
will nourish wise and understanding hearts in us all.
As I was about to complain about the heat, I realized that at least:
1) it isn't 109 degrees in the shade
2) I'm not 5,700 miles from home
3) I'm not dressed in a full BDU uniform, helmet,
and carrying 70+ lbs and
4) there is little chance that anyone will shoot at me
or that I may drive over a bomb in the road today!
Thanks and prayers for all who serve and protect us and who know what real heat is all about!
There's another short parable in this Sunday's gospel and the illustration above indicates how close is its meaning to the parable of the pearl of great price.
The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure buried in a field,
which a person finds and hides again,
and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.
Much the same questions apply to the buried treasure as to the pearl:
What treasures do I fantasize? seek? work for? dig deeply for?
What's do I treasure above everything else in my life?
What am I doing to seek, to discover, to hold on to this treasure?
Today, July 22 is the Memorial of Saint Mary Magdalene.
The Saint of the Day connection in the links section on the sidebar will give you a brief overview of this feast on the liturgical calendar.
Because Mary is the name of several significant women in the gospel accounts of Jesus' life, there has been some confusion around just who Mary of Magdala was - and wasn't! For an interesting summary of these questions - and a resolution to the dispute - take a look at this article from Vatican News.
The icon above depicts Mary Magdalene announcing the Resurrection of Jesus to the apostles who were huddled in fear following the crucifixion. Mary Magdalene was the first to meet the Risen Jesus and the first to announce this joyful news to others. She is sometimes called the First Apostle of the Resurrection.
The vial in Mary's hand may be for the spices she brought to Jesus' tomb to anoint his body; and in her other hand - a red egg!The story was told that Mary went to Rome to preach the Risen Christ to Tiberius Caesar. During her audience she held up an egg to explain the Resurrection. Caesar laughed, telling her that one had as much chance of resurrection as the egg in her hand turning red. Whereupon, the egg turned red! Some credit this story as the source for why eggs are colored at Easter.
Father, your Son first entrusted to Mary Magdalene the joyful news of his resurrection. By her prayers and example may we proclaim Christ as our living Lord and one day see him in glory, for he lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen. (Opening Prayer for the Memorial of Mary Magdalene)
The icon at the top of the post, Mary Magdalene Announces the Resurrection to the Apostles is by Sr. Mary Charles; The icon just above is from Monastery Icons. (Click on images for larger versions)
Quite a while back I set up a Twitter account and then did nothing with it. I went back to it last night and found that I had a dozen (and now 19) followers - but I hadn't tweeted anything for them to follow.
I'm getting the hang of it - I think!
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Homily: MAY 24
A prayer for when you're worried, anxious, afraid...
Help for Haiti
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