4/8/16

About the pope's latest document...



I won't have much to say about this until I've had a chance to read it and that's not going to happen over the jam-packed weekend ahead of me!

In the meantime, I invite you to read the document yourself - all 264 pages!

OR... take a look at the Vatican's Cliff Notes edition


 

     
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4/7/16

Pause for Prayer: FRIDAY 4/8



This prayerful reflection is from Macrina Wiederkehr's book, Seasons of Your Heart.  I know several folks for whom this prayer might be helpful - and it just might be helpful for ALL of us...

I stand on the edge of myself and wonder,
Where is home?
Oh, where is the place
where beauty will last?
When will I be safe?
And where?

My tourist heart is wearing me out
I am so tired of seeking
for treasures that tarnish.
How much longer, Lord?
Oh, which way is home?
My luggage is heavy
It is weighing me down.
I am hungry for the holy ground of home.

Then suddenly, overpowering me
with the truth, a voice within me
gentles me, and says:

There is a power in you, a truth in you
that has not yet been tapped.
You are blinded
with a blindness that is deep
for you've not loved the pilgrim in you yet.

There is a road
that runs straight through your heart.
Walk on it.

To be a pilgrim means
to be on the move, slowly
to notice your luggage becoming lighter
to be seeking for treasures that do not rust
to be comfortable with your heart's questions
to be moving toward the holy ground of home
with empty hands and bare feet.

And yet, you cannot reach that home
until you've loved the pilgrim in you
One must be comfortable
with pilgrimhood
before one's feet can touch the homeland.

Do you want to go home?
There's a road that runs
straight through your heart.
Walk on it.



 

     
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4/6/16

Pause for Prayer: THURSDAY 4/7



Dear God,

I'm sure you have in mind a plan for my day
and I'd guess your plan includes:
some things I might be slow to take on,
some things I haven't thought at all of doing,
some things I've been avoiding for a long time,
and some things I want to do but don't know how...

Give me the strength and courage I need
to take on the tasks I'm slow to assume
and help me get done
what you have in mind for me to do...

Give me some ideas, some insight, some wisdom
to help me see, help me discern
the things you ask of me that haven't crossed my mind:
open my eyes and ears and heart
to help me see where you're leading me...

Give me the honesty and self-knowledge I need
to do the things I've been avoiding for -
well, for quite a while now:
nudge and push me to accomplish
what I keep putting on the back burner...

And give me, Lord, the ingenuity and intelligence I need
to figure out how to achieve the good I have in mind
to share with others from my abundance and my need,
to make happen what I know you'd have me do and say
this day...

I'm sure you have a plan in mind for my day, Lord:
help me know it,     
help me want it
and help me do it...

Amen.                              


  

    

4/5/16

Pause for Prayer: WEDNESDAY 4/6


Got some time to pray today?

Has it been a while since the last time?

Just too busy?

God's waiting, always waiting,
to listen 
to what you have to say...

So, find the time, 
make the time,
spend the time 
today, 
to pray,
now!



Texting with God
 

     
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4/4/16

Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 4/5

At my office door on the 4th of APRIL - and it's still snowing!

In my corner of the universe
spring waits, wanting to wake, 
ready to rise from frozen ground, 
through patches of snow,
through earth athirst for April’s rains…

I know that spring will come, Lord:
a blooming green triumph over winter’s sway,
with breezes sweeping clean the sidewalks,
the paths that lead to summer’s rest…

I'm sure that spring will come, Lord,
but I also pray a springtime in my soul:
with hope rising from a winter-chilled heart,
melting icy fears
with mercy’s morning dew...

I lift my heart to you, Lord,
waiting to wake,  to rise,
to be lifted up
to your strong loving arms…

Rise, Lord and spring within me
victory, graced and blooming...
Breathe on me your Spirit
sweeping clean the pathways of my heart...

Spring-clean my soul for April’s visit:
resurrect my hope in you
and in your season, in your time,
rouse your life within me...

Amen.




 

     
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Word for the Weekend: April 10

Resurrection Breakfast by Kristin Serafini


This weekend brings us to the Third Sunday of Easter.  The readings for the day's liturgy and commentary on them can be found here. If you're bringing children to Mass with you, there are hints for helping children prepare to hear the Word right here.

The first lesson each Sunday in the Easter season is taken from the Acts of the Apostles. This week's passage paints a picture of the consequences of "preaching in that name," the name of Jesus. This lectionary text omits some verses and you might want to read the more complete text here.

Lost in a deep mystical experience, John's words in the second lesson, taken from Revelation, give us an image of the heavenly liturgy. It's possible that some of the hymnody at Mass in your parish this Sunday will quote from this scripture about "the Lamb that was slain."

The gospel comes in a longer and shorter form. The longer version tells the story of Jesus preparing breakfast on the shore while the disciples go fishing and includes the dialogue between Jesus and Peter, "Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?"

How wonderful would that be, to have breakfast with Jesus on the shore?


 

   
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4/3/16

Monday Morning Offering: 4/4


Good morning, good God!

Still got doubting Thomas on my mind...

There are certainly times when I’m a doubter, Lord,
but also times when, without a doubt,
I do believe!

No matter how cold or snowy the winter may be,
no matter how long it stretches into a new year,
I do, without a doubt, believe
that spring will come
to warm the cold that chills
my bones and soul…

No matter how long, how dark the night,
no matter how frightening my dreams,
I do, without a doubt, believe
a new day will dawn
with hope of a new beginning,
a fresh start, another chance…

No matter how difficult things may be,
no matter how lonely I feel, how alone I am,
I do, without a doubt, believe
that you and my friends will see me through
‘til better times are mine...

No matter how hurt,
no matter how broken my heart,
I do, without a doubt, believe
that as others’ hearts are mended
so, too, will my heart have its turn…

No matter how conflicted,
how confused I might be,
I do, without a doubt, believe
there’s a wisdom, a light and a path to truth:
a path I seek and want to walk…

No matter how far I stray from your path,
no matter how seriously I fail
to heed your word and do what you ask of me,
I do believe, without a doubt,
that your heart of mercy waits
to pardon and forgive me...

Even in the face of death, Lord,
even with a heart filled with grief and loss,
I do, without a doubt, believe
your promise of eternal life,
of life with you forever
and with those who’ve gone before me…

If, without a doubt, Lord,
   I trust the seasons, the sun and moon,
   my friends, my heart’s resiliency
   and the promise of a truth that’s pure
   and has no end;
if, Lord, without a doubt,
   I trust that there’s a heaven, a life with you
   where all is healed and all is peace;
if, without a doubt I so believe -
   then why do I too often doubt
   you’re always there for me,
   and that with trust and surety
   I can put my life into your hands?

This morning, Lord, I offer my need
to believe, without a doubt, in you,
to trust, without a doubt, in you,
to have faith, without a doubt, in you…

Help me believe that you are Lord
of all the seasons of my heart,
that on every day, in any month,
without a doubt,
you offer me a springtime of hope…

Help me trust that you are Lord
of all my days and nights,
that in every hour, in every moment,
without a doubt,
you offer me a new beginning…

Give me faith that you are Lord
over all my fears and struggles,
that in every difficulty,
without a doubt,
you’re my brother, Lord and Savior…

Help me believe that you are Lord
of my heart and all its needs,
that all my hurt and all my sin can,
without a doubt, be healed
at your hand’s gentle touch…

Help me trust that you are Lord
of my mind’s imagination and desires,
that in your wisdom there rests, without a doubt,
the knowledge I seek, the truth to set me free
and the peace for which my heart has always longed…

Lord, help me believe…
Lord, help me trust…
Lord, help me keep my faith in you...

Amen.


 

     
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Homily for April 3

The Incredulity of Saint Thomas by Cope Amezcua

Homily for the Second Sunday of Easter
(Scriptures for today's Mass)

Audio for homily


So, are you a doubter or a believer?

Or maybe there are both doubt and belief 

in your heart, in your mind and in your faith.



Indeed, there are two ways for us to look at Thomas.

In Western Christianity, we know him as “Doubting Thomas”

but in the Eastern and Orthodox churches,

he’s known as “Thomas the Believer” - and rightly so.



There’s no string of gospel stories

showing a history of Thomas doubting things – it’s just not there.

He was an apostle, a close and faithful follower of Jesus.

Thomas was a believer before he was a doubter

and his doubt led him to even deeper belief.

In the whole of the New Testament,

Thomas is the only person to address Jesus with the words,

 “My Lord and my God!”



So what happened? 

What caused Thomas to doubt?

I wonder: might it not have been the painful, inglorious death of Jesus,

condemned and crucified as a common criminal”

It wasn’t supposed to come to this.   It wasn’t supposed to end this way.



So the other disciples’ reporting that Jesus had risen

did little to generate fresh faith and trust in Thomas’ heart.



I can’t help but wonder if,

when it comes to questions of faith,

there aren’t many, today, who, like Thomas,

have a history of strong faith and belief

but who, like Thomas,

find themselves saying, for one reason or another,

It wasn’t supposed to come to this…  

It wasn’t supposed to end this way…



Perhaps it’s the death of a loved one,

or of someone very young,

or of someone you’d prayed for -- for a long, long time...

It wasn’t supposed to come to this…  

It wasn’t supposed to end this way…



Perhaps it’s the death of a dream,

the failure of a good plan,

or a dashed hope:

It wasn’t supposed to come to this…  

It wasn’t supposed to end this way…



Or perhaps it’s the death of a promise:

a pledge, a word given, a marriage.

It wasn’t supposed to come to this…  

It wasn’t supposed to end this way…



Thomas’ stance that he would not believe

without seeing and touching Jesus’ wounds

may have been as much an expression of disappointment and anger,

as it was a demand for tangible proof.



In fact, although Jesus offers Thomas

his side for probing and his wounds for touching,

there’s no evidence that Thomas followed through.

Rather, his immediate response is his confession of faith, his belief,

 “My Lord and my God!”



What  Jesus helped Thomas to do

was to confront the death-dealing wounds and the pierced side,

to look at his loss, to accept his loss and to see
that even if it wasn’t supposed to have come to this,

even if it wasn’t supposed to have ended this way,

there is, indeed, life, again - even after death.



What are the deaths, the losses, the hurts, the disappointments,

the failed plans, the broken promises, the dashed hopes

that lead us to doubt,

that sap and weaken our faith - yours and mine?



If we persist in our disappointment,

in our anger and our hurt, our doubt:
what comes of that?



If we cease to believe, to trust, to hope,
what deeper loss might eventually be ours?



Do we need to look into the wounds of our own hearts

pierced by what we thought would never come,

and there, in the loss,  in the wound,

watch for the presence of Jesus and listen for his voice,

calling us to believe, to trust again in him,

with a faith stronger than death itself?



As surely as Jesus returned to the upper room

to strengthen Thomas in faith

so he comes today, to this place, looking for each of us, too,

to strengthen our faith when it’s failing us.



This day, at this altar,

Jesus comes again and stands in our midst

and sits at our table, his table,

offering his divine mercy.



He invites us not just to reach and touch his wounded Body,

but rather to receive, to take into ourselves

his gift of life-stronger-than-death,

the gift of his life and mercy

offered to all who will believe in him, who see him and say,
"My Lord and my God!"



We all believe, Lord: help our unbelief!



 

   
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4/2/16

Pause for Prayer: SUNDAY 4/3

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When we lose our way and need your light,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...

When worry and fear cloud our hope and trust,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...

When confusion eclipses our view of the truth,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us... 

When we shut out the light and hide in our pain,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...
When so many troubles darken our path,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...

When the shadows of doubt blind the eyes of faith,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...

When we walk in the dark, in the shadow of death,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us... 
At sunrise each day, ever guiding our way,
   Lord, let your face shine upon us...
 



   

   
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4/1/16

Pause for Prayer: SATURDAY 4/2

Doubting Thomas by Tom Alberts

(This weekend's gospel tells the story of Doubting Thomas)

Thomas was a doubter, Lord,
and sometimes I am, too...

Sometimes I doubt you, Lord:
your love for me,
your care for me...

And I often doubt myself...

Doubt can back me into a lonely corner
and leave me short on hope...

Thomas needed to see
your suffering's wounds
before he'd believe
in your risen glory...

Sometimes it's my own wounds
that keep me from believing
you're there for me,
wanting only the best for me...

Help me look, Lord, with Thomas,
look upon your wounds
to remind me you're no stranger
to what suffering may be mine...

Show me how the Cross
is the only path to peace,
that there is no other way
to get there...

Remind me how my pain
marks the very place
where you, Lord,  come to meet me:
where you come to mend and heal
my soul and doubts,
to lead me to your risen peace...

Like Thomas, Lord, I'm a doubter:
   deepen my faith
   and make me a believer...

Amen.



 

     
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