Meekness and humility; injustice and grace (Sunday homily)

Let’s talk about some of the words we heard in the readings.

If we are honest, we may doubt whether “meekness” 

is always a virtue. As we know, the meek get pushed around a lot.

Yet Jesus not only rewards the meek, 

but in another passage, he calls himself “meek and humble of heart.”

 

This is a good time to be clear about something.

There is a terrible, false idea out there about “accepting” abuse. 

Sometimes kids are told that’s what they are supposed to do. 

Sometimes girlfriends and wives think they are supposed to do that.

Let me state in the strongest terms: 

NO ONE is EVER supposed to put up with abuse. 

Our teachers, our principal at school, 

not only Bishop Leibold but any school, know how to help. 

Ask a trusted adult, ask a friend, to help you get help. 

Ask me, if you don’t know who to ask. 

And I want to add that anyone who has authority will be accountable to God 

for misusing that authority: pastor, parent or police officer. (Added at Mass.)

Jesus chose to endure the injustice of the Cross. 

It is a profound mystery, which each Lent we delve into.

There is a deep truth in the words of Isaiah, 

“by his stripes we are healed.” 

But Jesus did not endure injustice to say injustice was OK, 

but to stand with us in our suffering. 

Jesus chose to become lowly and poor and even despised, 

so that there wouldn’t be any single person who could say, 

“Jesus doesn’t know what I go through.”

Jesus, with us on our personal Cross, gives us courage 

not only to endure wrongs, but also to challenge them.

It is Jesus’ grace that has helped us, down the generations, 

to confront and overcome injustice. 

Often, it is precisely the weak and lowly who teach us how to do that.

Let’s talk about humility. 

True humility is not demeaning yourself, but rather, accepting yourself, 

being at peace with yourself, both in the gifts you and I do have, 

and the gifts we don’t have. 

Who I am, who you are, is not defined 

by money or position or any particular talent or ability, 

but by the supreme gift of being God’s children, and knowing that.

This allows you and me to face our weaknesses, 

and admit our sinful choices, 

because when I know God loves me, and offers me grace to change, 

my self-image isn’t threatened by confessing: “I am a sinner.” 

Rather, that confession becomes the doorway to salvation 

and true greatness as God measures it. In a word: heaven.

Then comes gratitude. I am not only at peace with myself; 

I can be grateful for who I am. 

I am not this or that person who is richer, thinner, 

more athletic or more artistic or more of anything else. 

I am me; you are you; and by God’s design, there is only ONE of you. 

God considers each of us important parts of his Creation; 

or else he wouldn’t have included us. No one is an accident. 

All this leads both to the Cross and beyond, to resurrection. 

Dying to pride and self-regard is how we are reborn 

as grateful sinners being changed, day by day, into glorious saints. 

And that, by the way, is the central reality of this and every Mass. 

Not just about the glory ahead, 

but the suffering and wrongs of now, which Jesus shares with us. 

To be baptized, to renew baptism in confession 

and to share in the Holy Eucharist as a Catholic, is to say: 

God made me, God saves me. I abandon myself into his hands. 

Every flaw and sin is an opportunity to be made glorious by his grace. 

To that journey and destination, you and I say yes and amen!

Beacons...of the Kingdom (Sunday homily)

 I want to call your attention to the second reading.

Am I the only one that smiles when it is read?

Saint Paul says, I hear there are divisions among you!

That could be any parish in any place in the world, from then to now!

It’s reassuring to know that some problems are as old as the hills – 

it takes the pressure off.

As we all know by now, Saint Mary, Saint Henry 

and Our Lady of Good Hope are now part of a “family of parishes.” 

And where Paul had to reprove the Corinthian Catholics about rivalries, 

I am very happy to give a commendation:

Our three parish families have been very cooperative 

as we move to being one parish family.

I hear this and that about the challenges other parishes are facing; 

I cannot emphasize enough how much your openness has helped!

Let me highlight an example: when St. Mary suffered a flood 

from the overhead sprinkler system on Christmas Eve, 

there was nothing but support and encouragement 

from folks at Our Lady of Good Hope and Saint Henry. 

No one hear complained about having to attend Mass 

at either St. Henry or Our Lady of Good Hope.

We were able to accommodate religious education classes 

at Bishop Leibold School for a couple of Wednesdays; no complaints.

Good news: starting this weekend, we’re back here.

Soon our offices downstairs will be ready to reopen.

Every year at this time, not only our parishes, but all parishes, 

all Catholics of the Archdiocese, 

do something very ordinary but very important, together. 

We organize something called the Catholic Ministries Appeal.

You may think of it as merely a fund drive. But it is more. 

It is all of us, united in one mind and purpose as St. Paul says today, 

being Christ to one another and to our community.

Let me remind you of the six projects funded by this annual drive:

- St Rita School for the Deaf;

- Catholic Social Services;

- The needs of our retired priests;

- Our seminary and vocations promotion;

- Ministry on college campuses, in hospitals, and in prisons;

- The revival of evangelization at every level of the archdiocese.

Every penny of this drive stays in our archdiocese. 

You may not realize we have four men in the seminary, right now, 

from our family of parishes. 

The chaplains at the Kettering and Premier hospitals 

are tremendously helpful, 

caring for many of our own parishioners during the year. 

This appeal supports outreach to the students at Wright State,   

Miami University and the University of Cincinnati, for example, 

working to keep our college students connected to their faith. 

And every year we have men and women in area prisons 

who become Catholic. 

Isaiah’s words about people in darkness 

sounds like what prisons can be; 

how wonderful to bring the light of Christ there! 

Last year, all three of our parishes significantly exceeded our goals. 

As a result, a portion of those extra donations 

come back to our parishes to support our local needs.

Perhaps each of us puts in $5 or $10; maybe $50 or $100, 

or even more if we’ve got the means. 

At the parish level, the goals for our three parishes totals $117,000; 

and the goal for all the archdiocese is $5,000,000. 

This is one of those times when you and I can look beyond 

our own family and our own parish, 

and see ways to make a difference in the lives of others.

To quote something Archbishop Schnurr said about this appeal:

we can do so much more together than each of us can do individually. 

In the Gospel, when Jesus tells us twice to repent, 

he means of course, being sorry for our sins. 

But it also means conversion, meaning a change in who we are.

The grave danger we can all fall into is to get so settled and satisfied 

that you and I can’t acknowledge a need to change. 

We’re just fine the way we are.

This applies in our family life; parish life, 

and in our personal spiritual life. 

To that Jesus says: Repent! Admit you need to change. 

Because change is coming, Jesus tells us.

He’s not talking about Beacons of Light, or social change;

He means change of the highest order: the Kingdom of Heaven.

Our parishes as a family, and each of us as individual Catholics, 

are beacons of that Kingdom; 

but only with conversion and readiness will you and I really shine.

Our Lady of Hope (Sunday homily)

This weekend we celebrate the patronal feast of this parish: 

Our Lady of Hope. This is a special feast day just for our parish here!

Although history isn’t everyone’s favorite topic, 

a little background might be of interest.

The story begins in January, 1871 in northwest France. 

France and Germany were at war, and France was losing badly.

German armies were marching west, toward the small town of Pontmain. 

What’s more, 38 men and boys from that town 

had been conscripted into the French army, and no one knew their fate.

On the evening of January 17, two boys, 

helping their father with farm chores looked up and saw Mary, 

dressed all in blue, covered with gold stars.

There’s an interesting twist: mom and dad didn’t see Mary, 

but other children in the town did. 

Sometimes we adults get too set in our ways 

and won’t be open to something new. 

God often chooses children as messengers! 

As everyone was anxious about the war, 

Mary’s message that evening was:

“Pray, my children. God will hear you in time. 

My Son allows Himself to be touched.”

That’s interesting! Did she mean, touched, as in, moved?

Or, touched, as in physical contact?

The answer, of course, is both:

God the Son chose to become human,

Which means he has a body that can be touched,

And a heart that can be moved to compassion.

I think the reason Jesus often sends his Mother with this message 

is because she is so convincing a messenger.

In the Gospel we heard, Jesus doesn’t disagree that Mary is blessed, but emphasizes the greater blessing: 

that Mary hears the word of God and observes it.

So she is an excellent messenger from heaven, 

to urge you and me to have hope that Jesus will hear.

That very evening, as the townspeople – led by the children! – 

were praying to Mary, the commander of the German army 

decided to halt his advance; and the town of Pontmain was delivered.

A week later, an armistice was signed, 

and soon the men and boys of the town return, all alive, all safe.

Now, the next part of the story is curious;

That is, how did our parish gain the title, “Our Lady of Good Hope”?

The first church in this parish was named St. Michael, 

with the first Mass offered in October, 1852. 

It was known as a German parish.

In 1880, the German pastor, Father Kalenberg, 

launched a drive to build a new church; 

and later that year, Archbishop Elder laid the cornerstone; 

and in July, 1881, the new church was consecrated, 

“Our Immaculate Lady of Good Hope.”

That was just ten years after Mary appeared 

to the children in Pontmain – France!

So there’s a part of the story still to be unraveled.

But I’m willing to bet those children 

in that French village never heard of Miamisburg, Ohio!

Here we are, 150 years distant from those events,

And the faith and openness of a few children in a small French village

has created a channel of grace for you and me.

Mary still bids you and me to keep praying and keep hoping.

We have different fears and worries.

But heaven’s message is the same:

Keep praying. God will hear you in time.

Jesus allows himself to be touched.

Don't miss your sign (Epiphany homily)

 Today we celebrate the Epiphany. 

What is an “epiphany”?

If you or I have a sudden moment of clarity, 

we’ll call it an “epiphany,” or, an “‘aha!’ moment.”

So it works like this:

Christmas is when God is born a human being. But only a few learn of it.

January 1 is the eighth day; that’s when a newborn boy is circumcised;

And when his name is given publicly for the first time.

Today, Epiphany: now the child is revealed to the nations.

He’s not just a Messiah for the Jewish people, 

but as Isaiah said in the first reading, light for the nations.

And that’s where the Magi come in—they are a symbol of the nations.

Their arrival is the beginning of the world having it’s “aha” moment.

So who are these “Magi”? 

Magi were sort of like priest-philosophers

of the religion of Zoroastrianism.

And one of the things they did was to study the stars, 

expecting them to give signs and meaning. 

Now, as we know, sometimes the stars and planets 

do line up in curious ways, 

and you can have several seem to “meet” in the sky, 

making for an unusual light which—

because it might happen so rarely—

no one alive had ever seen before. 

Nowadays, we have so much artificial light in the sky that we miss a lot.

But in those days, everyone saw a night sky full of light; 

and if you watched it, you saw lots of interesting things.

So while the sign they saw might have been a miracle, 

it also might have been one of the delightful surprises 

that happen in the long course of the ages, planned by God.

Whatever the sign was, it stirred up the magi to make a journey;

and it alarmed Herod and the whole city.

Now, here’s where I give you something to ponder.

They only saw that star because they were paying attention;

What signs might you have missed—because you weren’t looking?

Or, maybe you sort-of saw, but,

because you didn’t want to deal with it, you pretended you didn’t see?

Sometimes we find the message troubling; but it doesn’t have to be. 

Herod could have welcomed Jesus – 

imagine how well that could have gone!

So many people find the sacrament of confession troubling.

They come in afraid and anxious,

but they leave so very, very, VERY happy:

because they didn’t ignore the prompting of their conscience.

I meet couples frequently who are preparing for marriage.

They are always glad they didn’t ignore 

the signs and promptings that led them to each other.

And I tell you right now, I am not sorry 

I followed the star that led me to be a priest.

But what if at the end of my life on earth, I discovered I missed it?

Then I would have been sorry.

Finally, we are sometimes tempted to think 

that our particular part isn’t important. 

But great things almost always start with tiny beginnings.

A baby is born. Far away visitors come to see.

But little by little, the message spread; 

until the year of our Lord 2023 when a third of the world 

calls Christ their king. 

There are still Herods, striking out in violence.

Even so, the light keeps spreading. 

The word of Isaiah is being fulfilled.

Today you are the Magi who came to visit.

What have you seen? What will you lay at his feet?

And, what will you tell others that you saw?

What is Christmas *really* about? (Christmas homily)

What is Christmas about, really?

It’s obviously more than celebrations and decorations – 

even if a lot of people don’t seem to know that, or remember.

Christmas is even about more than a child being born 

and shepherds adoring. 

The angels told the shepherds, that the child being born is a “sign”; 

a sign points to something still greater.

So what is that greater thing that Christmas is really about?

It can be summed up in the words of St. Athanasius, who said: 

“God became man so that man might become God.” 

Let me repeat that, so you really hear it: 

“God became man so that man might become God.”

Yes, he really said that. 

And so did a lot of saints and teachers of the Church. 

It’s in the Catechism, paragraph 460.

What does this mean?

It means that you and I are meant for more. 

More than 99% of what occupies our time, bad, good or indifferent. 

You and I are meant to be life-givers and world-changers. 

To be saints. 

Saints Louis & Zelie Martin – have you heard of them? 

They were an ordinary Catholic couple, 

striving to get each other and their children to heaven. 

You’ve heard of their daughter: St. Therese of Lisieux. 

Yet she, too, decided she would not do any great thing, 

but do lots of little things out of great love. 

Her little way captured hearts around the world.

Mother Theresa was called to care for the poorest of the poor. 

All she did was bathe and feed beggars, one at a time. 

She moved the world.

You and I are called to be saints. 

A saint is that person who accepts the Christmas Gift: 

that God became man so that men and women might become God.

What does this mean? It explains everything about the Gospel; 

it is what the whole Bible, 

and what all of God’s actions are leading toward. 

God wants us to be with him, united with him, 

changed by him, made new in a New Creation. 

“Through him, with him, and in him,” in a new heavens and a new earth.

Until our early 20s, we want to get older. We can’t wait! 

But then we want to hold in place, or get younger.

You and I naturally dread the inevitable loss of vigor.

And to a worldly mindset, nothing is worse than suffering.

But what if this trail of tears is a path of grace, 

leading to something new? 

Jesus goes ahead of us – from earth to heaven, old life to new.

This is what baptism begins and confirmation strengthens. 

This is what confession restores when we turn off the path of life.

The Holy Eucharist nourishes this rebirth. 

This is what our ordinary life of faithfulness leads to.

For this reason, the number one enemy of the human race 

is not hunger or war, unemployment or sickness or even death, 

as terrible as those things are. 

No, our greatest enemy is sin, because none of those other things 

can separate us from God and lead us to hell.

And one of the most dangerous sins – 

which we never talk about – is “sloth.” Laziness. 

Hitting the spiritual snooze button.

A lot of the time, we try to tame Christmas, and say, it’s about a baby, 

a family in trouble, such a nice story…aren’t the lights pretty? 

But only this makes Christmas awesome:

that God became man so that you and I might become God.

Only God is God. But he chooses to lift us up into his life; 

to be, as St. Peter says in one of his letters, 

“partakers of divine nature.” God created us in Paradise; but we left. 

He has wanted us back ever since. 

Still, we might wonder: why come as a child? 

Because then a child can come and say, I look like God. 

Because when God is born poor, and lives poor and hidden, 

then all those who are forgotten and neglected, 

can behold the Savior and say, I look like God. 

So that when the child grows up and is abused and wronged, 

all those who are oppressed in this world can say, I look like God. 

And when Jesus suffers and dies, 

all those facing pain and death know they are not alone, 

and that God has wounds, too. Wounds he is not ashamed of.

What is Christmas about? Christmas is an invitation.   

The God-man, the Christ Child, invites you. 

You’re here in his presence, right now. 

He offers himself and all his Gifts to you. 

To make us divine; to make an exchange: 

your life to him, and his to you. 

That’s the invitation. What will you do?

---

 

Post script: In case you’re wondering, who else said it?

Justin Martyr

Athanasius

Augustine

Irenaeus

Gregory of Nyssa

Cyril of Alexandria

Clement of Alexandria

Theophilus of Antioch

Hippolytus of Rome

Maximus the Confessor

Basil of Caesarea

Thomas Aquinas

Unveiling the Secret of Christmas

Today was a calm and even boring day for the vicar and me, at our sojourn in the parochial hideaway;* the blizzard (so the Cincinnati Enquirer breathlessly proclaims last night's snow) didn't so much keep me from getting out, as it made me wonder if, upon driving over to the parish office, I might not be able to get back, i.e., out of that parking lot; and in any case, my car would then unnecessarily be in the way of the company who will be plowing the lots today or tomorrow. So, having a phone, a pen and a laptop -- with email access -- I stayed home. A shame, really, because going to the office when no one else is around can be nice. Oh well.

Since my Christmas homily is written and a copy of it is in my car, and a surprising amount of office work having been accomplished yesterday, I really had nothing much to do today. 

So aside from other mundane duties (such as the laundry I remembered just now), I have time to contemplate -- and listen to Christmas music. I know, I know, it's not Christmas yet; I'm getting soft in my old age. Across "Music Choice, Sounds of the Seasons" channel came "Believe" by Josh Groban, featured some years back in a popular Christmas film, "Polar Express." Here are the lyrics: 

Children sleeping 

Snow is softly falling

Dreams are calling 

Like bells in the distance

We were dreamers 

Not so long ago 

But one by one, 

All had to grow up 

When it seems the magic's slipped away

We find it all again on Christmas day 

Believe in what your heart is saying 

Hear the melody that's playing

There's no time to waste 

There's so much to celebrate 

Believe in what you feel inside 

And give your dreams the wings to fly 

You have everything you need 

If you just believe

Trains move quickly 

To their journey's end 

Destinations 

Are where we begin again 

Ships go sailing 

Far across the sea 

Trusting starlight 

To get where they need to be 

When it seems that we have lost our way 

We find ourselves again on Christmas day 

Believe in what your heart is saying 

Hear the melody that's playing 

There's no time to waste 

There's so much to celebrate 

Believe in what you feel inside 

And give your dreams the wings to fly 

You have everything you need 

If you just believe 

If you just believe 

If you just believe 

Just believe 

Just believe 

Now, this is a pleasant enough song, and like so many secular Christmas songs, rather vacuous. Does it deserve my zeroing on it? Maybe not; you be the judge. Yet something about this song -- while admitting there are things to praise it for -- stuck in my craw. "Just believe...just believe..." 

Nope.

Now, full disclosure; I never saw the film. So: rebut away in the comments. That said, it occurred to me that while combatting excessive materialism and cynicism is a good thing, the mantra, "Just believe," is drastically flawed: Just believe in...WHAT?

In Santa Claus? In Coca-Cola? In Karl Marx?

I am a relic of a disappearing age, in which it was taken for granted that objective reality existed and was knowable; that we do not merely invent reality, but discover it and work out how to live at peace with it. So I am ill-equipt for the notion that people might seriously embrace "believing" without any consideration of a referent for that belief. Do people actually suppose belief, as such, is worthwhile? Whittaker Chambers, and many others, devoutly believed in the vision of Communism with the fervor of any religion. Only the act of believing matters, not the object focused on? Really?

I am not a pre-conversion Scrooge about all the accretions of Christmas. I do not scorn secular Christmas music; I do not object all that much to feasting, luxury, commercialism and "excess." But it occurs to me that some of us who know the Secret may not realize a growing number of people aren't in on it: the Secret of Christmas.

So I will now reveal it publicly. Please refer anyone here who may have been in the dark.

Christmas has more layers than a well executed Backlava. It's all fun and worthwhile, and more connected than many realize. But let's start pulling back the veils, one by one.

Christmas, at bottom, is not about:

- Presents and children being good and Saint Nicholas making a miraculous circuit of the earth;

- Romance and magic and kissing under the mistletoe and grooms popping the question;

- Bright, rich decorations with lots and lots and lots of lights;

- Family being family;

- Sending cards and calling and connecting;

- Peace and joy and love;

- All the various memorable films, poems and stories;

- (Fill in the blank....).

Or, to be more precise, Christmas is ONLY about these things because -- only because -- it is about this:

In the fullness of time, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under law...

-- as Saint Paul wrote to the Galatians (4:4). 

And the Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us, and we saw his glory,

the glory as of the Father’s only Son, full of grace and truth...

-- according to the Apostle John, who himself saw his glory (John 1:14).

I don't begrudge people enjoying Christmas, without explicit belief; good will and joy are God's gifts, and they can only draw someone closer to Jesus. But from time to time, let's remember the true founder of the feast.

And let me state as forcefully as I can. "Just-believe-ism" is foolish. But the Word-Made-Flesh? Believe in HIM. Don't "just" believe; live for him; die for him; let him live in you, and live forever.

Viva Christo Rey!

* Translation: in my new "family" of parishes, I have three vicars; one lives at Our Lady of Good Hope's rectory; one lives at his own home -- Saint Mary of the Assumption having no rectory of its own; and the third vicar and I live in a house owned by St. Henry, not on campus but nearby. None of these houses is suitable for more than two priests; at some point a new housing arrangement will be made.

What do I think about the Frank Pavone situation?

People are asking my comment on the decision at the highest level of the Catholic Church to "laicize" Father Frank Pavone -- "laicization" being an unfortunate term that means he is forbidden from acting as a priest and removed from that state of life, i.e., returned to a "lay" state of life. This, by the way, doesn't mean he's no longer a priest; it means he's been found deserving of the very severe punishment of not being able to exercise his priesthood.

A lot of people find it terribly unfair. They think this is a blow struck against Pavone's prolife activism, and therefore, a repudiation of, or a show of weakness regarding, the prolife cause. Quite a lot of people notice other priests who behave badly, and not only aren't punished, but seem to be rewarded. So, yes, there does seem to be unfairness. We don't like to witness unfairness by the leaders of the Church. But never were we promised bishops, even the pope, would be preserved from unfair or even unjust judgments. That's not what "infallibility" means.

I really don't like commenting on this, because when people ask, "what did Pavone do to deserve this?" The most I can do is guess; and such guesses will tend to diminish his reputation, and I do not wish to do that. I wish, rather, that the letter from the Apostolic Nuncio (i.e., the pope's "ambassador" to the U.S.) had cited the specific, concrete acts that occasioned this response. Vagueness doesn't help, no, not even Frank Pavone.

The fact that other people are let off easy doesn't invalidate a punishment. When I was a kid, that was always the argument we made to mom and dad, and even if it was true, it was bogus. Mom and Dad couldn't administer perfect justice; in my own case, I nearly always deserved exactly what I got.

Does Father (he's not supposed to be called this any longer) Frank Pavone deserve this? The short and quite factual answer is...

I do not know. I don't know all the facts.

If you point to Pavone's responses, well, do you really expect him to offer the explanation that is least favorable to himself? Think of people you knew who got fired; how often do they tell you everything the employer told them, not only once, but over time, about their poor performance? Some truly candid people will own up to their failures, but usually, they blame the unfairness of the boss. Many bosses are unfair, but then again, we've all known people who really did deserve to be fired, but how many people admit it?

Again, I don't want to speculate or paint Pavone in a bad light. But let me answer the question this way: can I infer unrevealed details that might make this decision less unjust? Can I guess at actions by Pavone that made it hard to avoid? Why, yes I can. Do I know those inferences to be true? No, I do not. 

I hope people will not let this deter them from continuing to support prolife activism. Pray for all involved. 

UPDATE, 1:12 pm...

This article at the Pillar looks helpful...

UPDATE, 12/21/22...

This in Crisis Magazine is also good...

'Don't be Ahaz; be Joseph' (Sunday homily)

 There are two very different men in the readings.

There’s a pretty clear contrast.

And if the men and boys listening want to hear this 

as a homily aimed in a particular way at them – that’d be on target.

Ahaz knows what he needs, what he wants, what he is going to do.

He is not going to ask for help.

No one can tell him anything. 

And then there’s Joseph. He feels all the same emotions, 

but there’s one, key difference: he prays. He listens.

He can admit he is wrong.

He is not too proud to ask for help.

Joseph can change direction, 

even if it is humiliating, which it probably was.

There’s a lot more Ahaz in me than I want to admit. A whole lot more.

Ahaz refused God’s help; but God had a “Plan B.”

The plan went forward, but:

Do you ever wonder what “Plan A” looked like?

What keeps you and I me from the Plan A?

Usually pride. Fear of looking ridiculous. 

Anger can come in, too. 

Sin, and being too stubborn to go to confession.

Making excuses for not praying, or rushing my prayers.

Here’s something I’ve noticed in recent years, now that I’m 60.

This older dog is less interested in new tricks all the time.

And I want to ask our senior parishioners, those further along:

Have you seen that in yourselves? Getting “set in your ways?”

I’m wondering if that is a spiritual peril for those who are older:

Getting stiff in the spiritual joints. What do you think?

We might think of Zachariah, the father of John the Baptist.

When God came to him, he said, “I’m too old.”

Thankfully, Zachariah got back on track.

So, this is really simple: who will you be? 

Ahaz, who refused to listen?

Zachariah, who needed a whack upside his head to wake him up?

Or Joseph, who God could talk to? 

Joseph, who wasn’t too proud to listen and change?

Of course, when I put it that way, 

who won’t say, “I want to be Joseph”?

OK, so how does that happen?

If you want to be Joseph. 

Imitate his chastity and self-control, 

because that teaches us to put others’ needs ahead of our wants.

Imitate his prayer – oh, and he was busy, too;

he didn’t live a life of leisure. 

Joseph wasn’t too proud to confess his sins.

Joseph asked for God’s help – and he got it.

The reason Joseph had courage to take that path

was not because that courage came out of nowhere,

but because he’d been faithful and practiced virtue all along;

That made him ready when his moment came.

Let me give a caution to our younger folks here:

If you don’t develop good habits early, 

it doesn’t get easier to form them later. 

That includes the habit of courage, versus the easy path;

truth, versus every way we shade and mislead;

self-control, versus self-indulgence;

and prudence versus shooting from the hip.

Don’t forget the habits of a healthy spiritual life:

Daily prayer, regular visits to confession, Sunday Mass, 

growing continually in your understanding of our Faith,

examining your conscience, and practicing good works.

FYI, there are many times for confession this week – 

but none on Christmas Eve. See the bulletin.

If God gives you an inspiration or a task, don’t turn away from it. 

Don’t say, “I’m too old,” “I’m too young,” or “Now’s not the time.” 

As generous as God is, there is no promise 

that a grace given today will be offered again tomorrow. 

Later doesn’t always come; it will at some point become “too late.”

Don’t be Ahaz. Be Joseph.

Four -- no, five -- easy steps to better food.

I haven't done a cooking post in a while; during a recent trip this idea came to mind, and I started drawing up an outline. 

My goal is to give some really basic tips, because (1) that's what I've found helpful, and (2) because it's not helpful for people to suppose that good cooking requires complexity or high-level knowledge. What follows are fairly easy things to master that will make a great difference.

1. Season properly. 

There are lots of interesting spices and flavors in this big world, but the most basic and universal seasoning tools are: salt and pepper. Of the two, salt is the more basic and necessary. 

I went looking just now for a picture online to show how I learned to season a steak -- and most pictures get it wrong, meaning, showing too little seasoning. That picture above is about right, except: use cracked pepper, because pre-ground pepper loses it's umph pretty quickly; and the salt and pepper should be spread fairly evenly (but you don't have to be anal about it). Also, use chunky salt -- such as flakes or Kosher salt. It's easier to see what you're doing. 

By the way -- all this advice presupposes you don't have allergies or dietary restrictions. I respect these realities, but my advice isn't meant for you who face these challenges.

Does that look like a lot of salt in that picture? It's actually not enough. There should be salt and pepper like that all around the meat, including on the edges. That's a thick steak -- which I recommend: I always get my steaks and chops cut 1-1/2 inches thick, because I find it easier to get both a good sear and also keep it from overcooking -- so it needs ample seasoning.

Don't be afraid of salt! Unless you have special issues, it won't harm you, in fact you can get sick from too little; we need salt. Food with too little salt tastes bland and "off." Salt, used right, doesn't make food salty, it makes it alive.

This could be it's own post, but: you may be surprised how many foods benefit from a little added salt, including many sweet items. 

Here's a useful video by a talented and entertaining YouTube chef:

 

Don't be afraid of pepper, either. Some people are terrified of anything "spicy." But if you are not too rigid, if you can be a little adventurous, don't be afraid to try a little black pepper at least. Unless you go wild, black pepper isn't going to make your food too "hot"; it simply adds some interest. Other peppers are actually different foods, and do begin to add real heat. 

As I said, there are lots of interesting spices, but if you want to get a good start, the foundation begins with salt and pepper. There's nothing wrong with those various steak rubs, I like them, but lately, I just use salt and pepper, and add some butter and thyme at the end while they are resting. 

2. Don't be afraid of fat.

One thing you'll hear from real chefs -- which I am not -- is "fat is flavor." There's a scientific explanation of this, and here's my simplified version of it: fat is more viscous than water or broth, which means that it remains on your tongue longer; therefore, it delivers flavor better. 

Fat is also nutritious and to some degree, a necessary part of the diet. Again, lots of people were taught to fear fat the way Dracula fears the Cross; in fact, most people don't need to worry about it. And besides, have you noticed what often takes fat's place in so-called "fat free" products? It's usually something carb- and even sugar-heavy. There's pretty good evidence that it's carbs, especially simple ones like sugar (which I love, I'm a hypocrite), that make us fat; not fat itself.

To oversimplify, all the options can be divided into three categories. Butter; oils, and animal fats. 

Butter is delicious and has many wonderful properties. Be aware that you can't heat it too hot, or else the milk solids in butter will burn. Sometimes that can be desireable, but otherwise, keep your temperature moderate, or else "clarify" your butter, that is, melt it and skim out the milk solids; the remaining fat can be raised to a very high heat without burning.

There are lots of oils, all having different "smoke points," meaning the tempurature at which it will start to smoke and degrade a little. Olive oil is a common variety but one with a comparatively lower smoke point. Most of the time this doesn't matter. Unless you are doing lots of cooking, you probably don't need lots of oils, and you may end up with it going rancid before you use it up. Olive oil in particular tends to get stale faster, but I think other oils are more stable. Here's a video by another interesting YouTube chef, explaining how the issue of olive oil's smoke-point may be overstated.

The third useful fat is actual fat -- i.e., animal fat, from whatever animal is in the picture. I can't say much about lamb, venison or fish fats; but beef, pork and chicken fats "come with" as the saying goes, and very useful. I remember a seminarian staying with me, who was cooking some chicken, and he was laboriously trimming every bit of fat from his chicken breasts. I told him -- leave the fat on; it'll mostly cook away (especially on boneless chicken breasts) and you need that fat to make it jucier and tastier. I will often cut off excess fat from a steak, then chop up that fat and distribute it over the meat as it cooks; it will melt down and help make the steak delicious. Bacon fat is easy to capture, great to keep in the fridge and can be handy in browning meat or frying any really lean meat; and who doesn't like the taste of bacon? 

3. Browning. 

Not all meat dishes need browning, but you usually can't go wrong by browning -- that is, searing -- your meat as part of your plan. I'm not a crock-pot user; I have no objection to it, I just have never bought one or needed it, as I can usually accomplish the same effect with a big pot with a lid, either on a low flame or in the oven. But from what I gather, a lot of people will make meat recipes, such as pot roast, by throwing in everything and just setting it on low. That'll probably be tasty, but if you want to amp up the flavor, first put some fat (see point two, above) in a pan (and plenty of it, don't be afraid!), and give that meat a good brown color all over. If it's pot roast, don't be shy about browning, since you're going to cook that critter for hours and hours, right?

Why does browning help? It's called the "maillard reaction," and you can look it up; but if you don't care to, the short explanation is that when you apply heat directly to food -- even toast -- it effects a chemical reaction, creating sugar; also known as "carmelization." And this is flavor. 

Now, if you are cooking a steak or chop or a chicken breast, you still want to sear your meat, but don't do it the way you would a pot roast; you have to use a higher heat and move quickly, or else you'll end up overcooking it. Which leads to point four...

4. Don't overcook. 

This one takes practice but also common sense. Only rarely is cooking a matter of safety; you can eat pretty much all fruits and vegetables raw, even fish and beef can safely be eaten raw. Although there are cautions about eating things like oysters and eggs raw, for most healthy people, the the risks are low. It's not like eating raw chicken, which is a really, really BAD IDEA.

There was a day when people were cautioned to cook pork till there was no pink, or you might get worms. From what I read, in the U.S., this is no longer a concern. You really can eat pork when it's pink -- and believe me, it's delicious!

I get that some people really believe well done beef tastes better, but unless you are dealing with a tough cut, I am sorry, you are wrong. Tender cuts like ribeye, strip or New York, or filet mignon, are best when rare to medium rare. With chopped or ground meat, there can be issues, precisely because the meat is handled more, and therefore, may have some bugs mixed in. But with a cut of meat (again, except for chicken), all the nasties, if there are any, are on the surface, and are quickly dispatched. Fear not!

And even ground meat, if it's handled carefully, and is fresh, probably won't cause any problems. Remember, even raw beef can be safely consumed. So I see no problem with burgers, made with fresh ground beef by people who care, being pink-to-red. Delicious!

Why is less well done meat better? Cooking breaks meat down; some "breaking down" makes it tasty; but at some point, it will tighten up the fibers and eventually, degrade them. That's why even the toughest meat can be delicious after many hours of cooking. But a lot of such meat also tends to be fatty -- think ribs -- so the fat keeps it from turning out dry, the way overcooked chicken or turkey can be.

With veggies, most of the time, the goal of cooking is to improve taste and texture. I like raw carrots fine, but I like them better when they are more tender and their sugars are brought out. I don't tend to like carrot-mush, but some people do. There are legitimate differences here: some people prefer the taste of vegetables that are softer, others firmer. 

Which leads to a sub-point here: not all foods are as resiliant when being cooked. Asparagus will turn to slime fairly quickly, while green beans will take a lot of heat, and can even be better when cooked awhile. (And, note, when they have added meat and fat!) You can't apply a one-size-fits-all approach here.

And that leads to a really obvious point: you can always put something back on to cook, but there is no known way of dialing a steak back from overdone to done properly. If in doubt, stop short.

This final point is really part of the last one, but it deserves being set off by itself:

5. Your food is still cooking!

This is a point I didn't understand right away. With pretty much everything you cook, after you remove it from the heat, even take it out of the pan, it is still cooking! 

That is, it has built-up heat, and that heat isn't going to dissipate instantly. Think of a pot of oil. Do you actually believe that oil will be room-temperature when you turn off the flame? Of course not. It holds that heat a long time.

So remember the principal of residual heat. It works with everything. You make pancakes or eggs for breakfast; they will keep cooking, just a bit, after you take them out of the pan. Haven't you ever noticed with scrambled eggs: you take them out of the skillet, they are just right; but a few minutes later, they are dry and rubbery; why? Because they kept cooking. Don't be afraid to take them out a little wet; they will be just fine when you get back to them.

Some recipes will actually tell you to plunge your vegetables or eggs or whatever into something cold, precisely to stop the cooking process.

Big cuts of meat will, naturally, hold more heat; so I try to pull my steaks off the heat when they are around 120 degrees or so; when they have rested awhile off the heat, they will rise to an internal temperature between 130-135, which is where I want them. Oh, and side point: resting is so important, because the meat juices redistribute in the meat once it's no longer subject to intense heat. Look it up.

And while on the subject, I'll add a bonus point:

6. Use temperature to maximum advantage.

I don't know why it took me so long to figure this out, but once I did, it would irk me to see so-called serious chefs not follow this.

If you have something you want to eat hot, why wouldn't you put it on a hot plate -- i.e., not a room-temperature plate? If you finish something a little early, why wouldn't you want to keep it hot?

It bugs me to see some serious cook demonstrate how to make, say, pancakes, only to plop them down on a cold plate, and apply cold butter, and pour cold syrup all over them. Who wants cold pancakes? You see these videos all the time, and you know the dead giveaway? That pat of butter on top... unmelted! What is the good of that?

So, for example, here's how I make pancakes -- not my recipe, but my method. The oven is medium hot ahead of time. In the oven is a plate, to which I will transfer the flapjacks as they come out of the skillet. If it's going to be a lot, I might even have a cover for that plate, such as a big bowl. And the plates themselves will be in the oven, so they are hot. (I do the same with plates for steak.)

I also prepare a complicated concoction: a big chunk of real butter in a bowl, into which is poured a large amount of 100% maple syrup -- why mess around with the other stuff? The fake stuff is generally just as fattening. Just before all this is to be dished out, I microwave the butter-syrup concoction, stir and serve.

How much of that? Always more than you think you will use. Good pancakes are amazing sponges, they soak up immense amounts of butter and syrup, and really, how ridiculous is it to serve up pancakes, only to get all delicate and say, "ohhh, I don't want to have too much fat, too much sugar!" Then have a bowl of yogurt; pancakes are simply an efficient delivery system for butter and sugar, so why mess around?

It works the other way just as well. Put salads and ice cream on cold plates. When I make martinis, I keep the glasses, even the liquor, in the freezer. Martinis are best when arctic cold. One of these days I'm going to experiment with dry ice to see just how cold I can make a martini.

Those are my four-er, five--most basic tips for better cooking. Would you add anything?

How do you buy a gift for a priest?

This article caught my eye, and I'll happily link it, as I offer my own take on this subject.

First and foremost, let me say that most priests are fine with not getting any gifts for Christmas; we don't expect anything and don't want you to go to any trouble.

And to cut to the chase: if you really want to make your priest happy, come to confession and Mass and grow in holiness. That's what we're doing this for. Not for the money or the perks, but because we want you to grow closer to Christ. Signs of that are tremendous encouragement for priests.

All that said, I'll give you candid advice on what (and what not) to get a priest as a gift.

No:

- Gift cards. Maybe this is just me, but gift cards are hit-or-miss. 

I often lose track of them, and therefore, feel badly that someone spent money on a gift which never gets used. After all, who knows when I'll go to this or that store or restaurant? Also, sometimes people pick restaurants or stores I don't really go to, so that turns it into a project. And I wonder if it's a headache for the store workers or wait-staff to handle several gift cards plus a credit card to pay for things. Maybe not. Then there are the pre-paid Visa/Mastercard cards, which involve added fees; I feel badly for someone who wants to give me $25, but has to pay an extra $5 to do it. 

Let's tell some truth: gift cards are only for the advantage of the businesses whose names are on them. What advantage do they bring you when you buy them, or give them; or to whoever receives them? I am not aware of any business that says, oh, sorry, we don't take cash, credit or checks, only our own gift cards!

- Dinner when it's going to be an interrogation. 

Look, I get that people want to meet with their priest, and that's no problem at all. If you have questions or needs, and you want my perspective or guidance, of course I will provide that for you. 

But here's where it gets, well, manipulative. "Father, we want you to have a nice, relaxing evening, so why don't you come over for dinner?" Sounds great, right? But after years of experience, my spidey-sense goes off. Here's what happens most of the time. First, just meeting a house full of people isn't relaxing; I'm glad to meet people, but it's a challenge, and I tend to be more outgoing; for more introvertive people, it's a huge chore. On top of that, what usually happens is two or three hours of grilling about the catechism, the latest decision about the pope or the bishop, or about the story of my life. 

Again, I have no problem explaining the teaching of the Church, or justifying policy decisions by me or the higher-ups; but please don't think this is "relaxing." 

Yes:

- Give him peace and quiet. 

If your priest is sitting quietly in church or outside his rectory, let him be if you don't need to take his time. If your priest is at home, either on his regular day of rest, or else it's evening, or it's the days after Christmas, don't just drop by his house. Let him be. 

- Give him something he, himself, said he'd like; don't guess. 

I've gotten all manner of things that I felt awkward about, because they weren't things I could really use, and yet I knew the gift was given out of kindness, and yet I felt badly about the expense. I have more than enough coffee mugs at this point in my life. I can usually find a use for a bottle of wine or liquor, but that often means giving them away, because they aren't things I care for myself. 

- Don't be afraid to give actual cash. 

I'm not sure why this bothers people; it sure doesn't bother me to receive it. I don't look askance at a $5 bill, or for that matter, a quarter; so don't worry about whether it seems not to be "enough." Cash is the universal gift card.

What do you think?

John the Baptist's example (Sunday homily)

 In today’s Gospel, the Lord Jesus puts before us

the life and example of his friend and cousin, John the Baptist.

Now, first, isn’t that something to say: 

that the Lord our God has “friends” and even “cousins”?

But that is the reality of God becoming human. 

Let’s not overlook that wonder!

That said, this episode is striking in another way:

That the Lord Jesus – 

the Alpha and the Omega, the source and destiny of everything –

would step back and focus the spotlight on one of his creatures.

But then I realized: that’s what Jesus does all the time.

That’s what it means to be a saint: someone Jesus can point to and say:

Here is how it works. This is what holiness looks like.

And as I thought about John the Baptist, a book came to mind.

You’ve heard of it: The Lord of the Rings.

Maybe you’ve read it; but if you haven’t, 

it’s about a particular ring that is immensely powerful,

and therefore involves great temptation for all concerned.

And it’s about certain people who must undertake 

a journey and a task of the greatest peril. 

Everything depends on their courage and self-sacrifice 

and their perseverance.

Time after time, the right thing to do seems to be madness,

because it means refusing to take advantage of a powerful tool.

It seems to give the enemy all the advantages.

And a big part of it is accepting not being in control, 

but learning to trust.

And in case the point is not obvious:

This, too, it what it means to be a saint.

In God’s Providence, anything is possible; but generally speaking, 

the path of a saint is one of plodding along faithfully.

John the Baptist was the last in a long line of faithful witnesses.

From Noah and Abraham, Jacob and Joseph, 

Moses and Joshua, some – but not enough – of the kings;

Ezra and Nehemiah; Samuel and all the prophets and many more.

Each one was a link in a long chain, and the last witness was John,

who said not, the Messiah will come someday, but rather:

Here is right now: Behold the Lamb of God!

You know what made John the Baptist perfect for his job?

It wasn’t how smart he was, although he might have been really smart.

It wasn’t how well connected he was. 

In fact, he was part of a priestly family, so he was wired in. 

No, what made John perfect was that he was faithful.

And when the big moment arrived, he faced a tremendous temptation:

People came to him, they looked to him! What an ego trip.

And he had to say, not me, it’s not about me. It’s all about Jesus.

So often you and I feel that we don’t count very much.

And on a planet of seven billion souls, and in the long march of history,

you and I are just one brief blip.

Who will remember us?

Jesus! Jesus will remember you and me.

John the Baptist really only had one task: be faithful. That was it!

And of course, that’s my task and yours, too.

John’s question to Jesus is a little startling. Was he wavering?

He has been faithful, and now he is in prison, 

and maybe he wonders if it was all a colossal mistake?

And Jesus sends a message. In short: hang in there, John!

Don’t give up. You weren’t wrong. 

If you get discouraged, Jesus has the same word for you.

You aren’t wrong to be faithful.

And if you need some company, invite Jesus along.

Two simple steps to being a sign of contradiction -- and glory (Sunday homily)

 One time I was talking to some kids about John the Baptist, 

and I asked them what they remembered about him. 

They said, he’s that guy who wears funny clothes and eats bugs!

A biblical scholar can explain why John wore what he wore, 

and ate what he ate. 

What is obvious is that he stood out as a sign of contradiction, 

and that was certainly his goal.

There is a line from one of the Harry Potter novels: 

it takes especially great courage to stand up to your friends. 

Each of us remembers how hard it is to stand out in school, 

to be the only one who walks over and sits with someone 

who all the others are avoiding, or to offer an unpopular opinion.

It is very hard to be that person who stands out – 

who is called a weirdo or something worse. 

But let me tell you: remembering, years later, 

that someone called you a name, 

or mistreated you for taking a stand, is one thing. 

But remembering that you stood still and remained silent 

when someone was treated badly? That’s a far worse memory. 

Society always needs people who act on good impulse, 

who access the virtue of fortitude which is a gift of the Holy Spirit, 

and says some version of “on the other hand,” or simply, “no.”

Obviously, there are jerky ways to do that; 

insolent and rude ways to do that; and graceful ways to do it. 

Be humble. Be graceful. 

That doesn’t mean you won’t still face wrongs. 

But it means you will have given by word and example 

a peaceful message of peace; a just witness to justice. 

Now let me call to your attention 

one particular aspect of the first reading. 

It mentions “the Lord’s mountain,” 

and then it speaks of a signal to all nations to seek out God’s dwelling. 

More precisely, the “dwelling” of the “Root of Jesse” – 

and that is Jesus. Jesus’ dwelling, therefore, is us.

Why is that important? Lots of ways but let me focus in on two points.

First, God’s plan is not simply a generic peace, 

but a peace with Jesus Christ at the center. 

The United Nations was created in 1945 to foster world peace;

and like a stopped clock, the UN does get it right occasionally. 

But the Father’s plan for peace is his Son, who gives the Holy Spirit.

Second – and this is the really hard part, 

the part you and I would rather not hear: 

the plan relies on you and me being instruments of that peace plan. 

By being a “glorious” dwelling. 

That means the holiness and the splendor of our lives. 

This week is a Holy Day of Obligation, 

to recall how God prepared Mary to be the God-bearer, 

by preserving her immaculate from sin. 

Most Catholics will have other things to do than to attend Mass. 

It may not be easy to get away; many reasons are legitimate. 

Many others, not so much. 

When you and I – OK, not me so much, but *you* – 

step away or miss out on other activities, in mid-week, 

to attend Mass, that’s a sign of contradiction. 

People may ask, “why did you get up so early?” 

Or, “why’d you skip the Christmas party, or the basketball practice?”

A lot of folks imagine holiness is some mysterious thing. It’s not. 

It’s first a matter of conversion: 

inviting the Holy Spirit to change our hearts, 

to fill us with the “want-to.” 

But then it becomes the tedious task of sticking to a path of change, 

of building new habits and stripping away old ones. 

Do you want to grow in holiness? 

Start small: set aside 10 or even 5 minutes each day 

for true quiet, true reflection, true prayer. 

Go to confession and begin making a habit of it. 

Many times for confession are planned for Advent, see the bulletin. 

These two steps are simple but powerful. 

They will lead to other steps. 

This path is not mysterious, but it will lead you to peace, and to glory.

Jesus isn't coming...(Sunday homily)

 In the first reading we hear a prophecy of Isaiah: 

all nations shall stream toward “the mountain of the Lord’s house.” 

And perhaps you’re wondering to what that refers.

Well, let’s figure it out.

It refers to the “Lord’s House” – that means the temple,

In Jerusalem, built on Mount Zion.

And that of course is where Jesus gathered with his Apostles 

on the night before he died; 

and the next day, he completed his “Mass” 

with his suffering and death on the Cross.

So if you’re wondering how that prophecy is to be fulfilled: 

the answer is in the Holy Mass – what we are doing right now!

Isaiah said that the Word of the Lord would go forth from Zion – 

and it did, especially after the Day of Pentecost;

And that all the nations would stream to the Lord’s House –

and that, too, has happened; 

the Holy Mass is offered throughout the world, 

in every language and nation and tongue.

So it is wonderful to consider that this passage has been, 

and is being, fulfilled, even as we gather here now.

The emphasis in the Gospel – and in Advent generally –

is on watchfulness for the coming of Jesus.

In a word, Advent is about eternity.

You might say, hold on: I thought it is about Christmas?

But you see, Christmas, too, is about eternity, about heaven,

Because with Christmas, heaven bursts forth on earth,

And we begin to see heaven among us.

So when you and I talk about Jesus’ coming,

it’s not as if he’s absent from the world. 

People will say, “he’s coming back” – as if, he’s not here.

Or they’ll say, “…if Jesus were here. But he is!

Many people do not realize Jesus is here, right now:

He never left!

They don’t know what the sacraments are:

that the Holy Spirit enters us in baptism and confirmation;

that Jesus stands with us, in suffering and pain, 

in the anointing of the sick; 

that marriage makes real, in a flesh-and-blood way, 

the love of Jesus for his people.

People don’t realize that Christ truly acts through the priesthood;

And they simply don’t know the truth of what the Holy Mass is, 

of what the Eucharist is: Jesus is here!

It’s easy for us as Catholics to take all this for granted;

But we must not! These are astounding gifts! Jesus is with us!

Let me take a moment to point out 

that the bishops are launching a “Eucharistic Revival” – 

to foster a rebirth of faith in the Eucharist. 

To rekindle what Pope St. John Paul called “Eucharistic Amazement.”

You haven’t heard much about this from the other priests and me – 

as you know, things have been a little crazy for us lately.

Archbishop Schnurr is launching a project to help get us all started. 

You can read about it in today’s bulletin, but the gist of it is 

that he’s making available a video series by Bishop Barron, 

which will be provided in installments via email.

It’s free to sign up; see the bulletin.

And when you and I talk about Jesus’ coming,

maybe we can change our emphasis to that future “coming” 

and instead explain that what lies ahead is Jesus reigning. 

He is king now, yet he is among us with the greatest patience.

He has the right to command, and yet he continues to invite.

There will come a time when the preparing is over, 

and the Kingdom we prepare for, comes in full.

To the extent you and I bear witness by our own seriousness,

we will help others to wake up and get serious, too.

Jesus is King everywhere (Sunday homily)

 Today is the Solemnity of Christ the King of the Universe.

The title may seem grandiose, but it makes the point:

Jesus is king of everything, everyone, everywhere: no limits!

This feast was established in 1925 by Pope Pius XI.

It was a time of “isms” – that is, causes demanding total allegiance, 

and seeking a total reordering of society:

Fascism, communism, socialism and Nazism among them.

Alas, we have new “isms” being added to the old ones.

Caring for the environment is a good and necessary thing, 

but for some it becomes a kind of religion, worshipping Nature

while human beings are treated as expendable.

We just had an election, 

and what stands out to me during election seasons 

is that some of us can go overboard in fixing our hope 

on a political figure or philosophy. 

And if you think I’m only talking about “those people” and their party,

I’m talking about yours, too.

Perhaps the greatest false god of our time 

is the worship of self – of our own will.

All the confusion today about sex and man and woman 

and marriage and identity? 

That’s us saying to God: MY will be done, not yours!

In the end, it’s all variations on the same theme:

People who will not have God as God; 

they want to fashion their own god.

This feast is when you and I as Christians must bear witness:

Without God, humanity loses himself. 

There is a second point to make on this feast, and it is this:

Bearing this witness means helping to reflect Christ and his Truth 

in our society and yes in our laws.

It is true that we live in a pluralistic society.

But that doesn’t mean you and I lose our voice, 

or that our consciences must be locked away!

It does mean, however, that you and I must seek to persuade.

Let me make a third point about what each of us can do, 

no matter what happens in the world around us, now or in the future. 

When the weather is calm, a fence can be thrown up hastily;

it doesn’t need much to stay standing. 

But when the winds start raging, 

that fence will be knocked flat, fast,

if it isn’t dug deep and well anchored.

That’s what you and I are facing today as Christians:

Headwinds that are becoming more ferocious daily.

So we’d better dig our foundations deep.

If you really pay attention to the messages on TV –

In advertising, news and so-called entertainment –

It’s a barrage of propaganda for all these false gods.

Jesus Christ isn’t going to be at the center 

unless you and I make a constant effort to keep him there. 

This is why Sunday Mass matters. 

It’s our weekly reminder of who we really are: citizens of heaven.

Each time we come into this church, we enter King Jesus’ presence!

Each Mass, we witness the renewal of our salvation!

When you and I take advantage of confession,

That is the most powerful tool for re-ordering our lives 

so that Christ is at the center, 

not work, not sports, not ego, not pleasure, 

not political or ideological false gods.

The tug-of-war is always there for everyone one of us.

One day you and I will see Jesus Christ on his throne.

It is a sad to realize that some will mourn on that day, 

or even revile him, as happened in the Gospel. 

For myself: I want to see him with joy. You want the same!

Till that day, let us help each other grow in that hope.

For today, let us proclaim what the Mexican martyrs did:

Viva Christo Rey! Long live Christ our King!

The 'All in.' (Sunday homily)

 I want to call your attention to the first reading. 

Did you notice the two ways it talks about fire? 

For the "proud" and "evil doers," it is fire that punishes; 

it "consumes" them. 

What does that sound like? It sounds like hell to me.

But for those who fear God's Name? 

It is a sun of righteousness with "healing rays." 

Healing? What does that sound like? Sounds like purgatory to me.

And I’m going to come back in a moment to say more about purgatory.

Yet it is all the same fire; the fire of God's truth and love.

Think about that. God is the same. God’s truth is God’s truth.

I’m not saying there’s no complexity in life.

But I am saying that just as there is not more than one God,

God’s truth, God’s justice, is ultimately one.

Moreover, God is good to all. 

God is not smiley to this one, but frowny to that one. 

God IS Love, as the Apostle John teaches; 

he does not run hot and cold the way we human beings do.

So yes, his mercy is readily available, right up to the last moment:

as with St. Dismas, the repentant thief on the cross next to Jesus. 

Yet, on the other side was another thief, who refused mercy. 

What was different? Same Jesus; same mercy; 

same frightful peril for the two thieves.

All the difference is in the human response.

Beware the sin of presumption! 

People think, "Oh, I can straighten things out with God later.”

That assumes two things: that there will be “later”; 

and that you won’t keep delaying, right until your last breath. 

The fire consumes the evil doers because they were proud; 

they refused to ask.

And is it not a kind of pride that says, “I’m good enough?”

Whether it’s preparing something for guests,

Or getting dressed up for a special event,

Or it’s something organized in our church,

People will say, “oh, that’s a bit much! 

This” – whatever it is – “is ‘good enough.’”

Let me tell you a story. 

Some years back, I took a mission trip to Oaxaca, Mexico, 

which is on the Pacific coast, way south in the country.

Our group was welcomed by the people of a small village;

They were very poor.

For lunch we had chicken soup. We had visited several places;

This was the simplest of the meals.

Our Mexican host confirmed – that was a sacrifice for those folks;

 they had to kill several valuable chickens.

It was simple; it was delicious – but above all, it was a true sacrifice.

Now: the sacrifice God asks of us isn’t money or stuff, 

although how we use these things either pleases him or offends him.

But he, himself, has zero use for any of that.

In fact, God needs nothing – at all.

What he asks, however, is that each of us 

Offer the sacrifice of our own lives. 

And with that offering, there is none of this saying,

“oh, margarine is good enough”; “paper napkins are good enough”;

“just this much of my life, my heart -- that’s enough”!

That is pride, that holding back.

In one sense, of course, nothing you and I can offer is “good enough.”

In another sense, it is only when we are give ALL,  

that it is capable of being “enough.”

Either we’re all in; or not at all. 

Now, back to purgatory. 

No one gets to purgatory whose heart is hardened.

Purgatory is what happens when the sacrifice is offered, 

the surrender of our own will and lives, holding nothing back.

But instead of the sacrifice of ourselves being destroyed, 

we are, rather, made perfect and beautiful.

You and I become saints. 

In the Gospel, there’s all this buzz and fret, 

“What’s going to happen? What’s going on the world? Why is everything all a mess?”

And folks are frantic about the details and the meaning.

And Jesus says, forget all that! You don’t need to worry about that.

It’s pride that says, I want to know the whole plan;

I want to know the day and the hour: Fill me in, Jesus!

No! You don’t even need to worry about what you’ll say.

Jesus says: offer yourself – then God takes over.

And for those who do that: healing rays from the Son of Justice!

At Mass the Son of Justice offers himself.

In Holy Communion, he shares that offering;

To receive Holy Communion is an act that means,

No pride here, no holding back here, I’m all in – I’m ALL in.

And if I’m not ready for that: if I haven’t figured out what I believe,

if I’ve sinned in a grave way, then there’s a need to reflect,

and be ready for that “all in” with confession and conversion.

The most important thing that happens at Mass is Jesus’ all-in.

The second most important thing is our own.

Facing death without fear (Sunday homily)

 These readings confront us with two realities. 

First, that death is inevitable. 

Second, that we all, sooner or later, pay a price for what we believe in.

Such things seem so remote, most of the time; 

until a truck flips over on the highway just ahead, 

or a bolt of lightning strikes the top of your house, 

or someone you love gets desperately ill. Then it’s suddenly real. 

So, why not be ready? Have that peace!

Then there’s the other question: 

what would you or I be willing to die for? 

Parents will die for their children; 

most adults instinctively put ourselves between harm and a child. 

Those men and women who volunteer to wear our nation’s uniform 

certainly want to come back safe and sound; 

but they also realize that our country is worth fighting for. 

I don’t just mean the USA; 

it would be the same for a Canadian or a Cambodian. 

I suspect a growing number of people scoff at the idea 

of dying for religion, as the seven sons do in the first reading. 

Don’t make the mistake of thinking that was really about pork. 

The king picked that fight deliberately; 

because when someone sets out to break your will, 

choosing something trivial is a great place to start. 

But that’s not where it ends. 

There is no one way such confrontations play out. 

I will just say, in passing, that you and I are not obliged 

to seek out such battles, 

and it is not wrong to pursue honorable ways to avoid conflict. 

Yet, sooner or later, our backs are against the wall, 

figuratively or literally, and we must take a stand. 

If not at the cost of our lives, 

we may endure ridicule or lose a friendship. 

For some, especially in the medical profession today, 

it means losing ones job.

How do you and I fortify ourselves for such moments? 

We cannot do it without a close relationship with Jesus – 

all the martyrs bear witness that in their hour, Jesus was right there. 

And there is no substitute for making small, 

even insignificant choices day by day 

that gradually build up the bulwark of virtue. 

Back to the first question: how we prepare for death?

This may sound strange, but there is no reason 

for a Christian to be afraid of death. 

That is, no good reason. 

I mean: a bad reason would be, “I haven’t been to confession.” 

Bad, because that is so easily remedied. 

Another bad reason would be, “it’s too late” – 

because as long as you have breath, it is not too late. 

Let me say a word about what we call “Last Rites.” 

Many associate this with the sacrament of anointing, 

which is merely one part of Last Rites. 

Full Last Rites include confession and Holy Communion if possible, 

something called the “Apostolic Pardon,” 

which is a release from Purgatory, 

and other prayers fitting for our final hours. 

Last Rites are among the most beautiful and consoling of prayers, 

it’s too bad some folks wait and wait, till it’s too late. 

The anointing is not – repeat, NOT – meant for the last moment. 

Anyone facing a perilous health situation can be anointed. 

We have four priests, no waiting.

And Last Rites need not be delayed till the last minute either. 

I gave my father Last Rites three times.

It gave him peace; it was the best gift I could give him.

When the martyrs of Mexico faced firing squads, 

their last words were, “Viva, Christo Rey!” Long live Christ our King!

When each of us faces our final hours, in our way, 

you and I give the same powerful witness when we say:

Call the priest; pray the Rosary; nothing else matters so much 

as my first friend who calls me now: Jesus.

The grain in God's hand

Virgo Supercluster

In the first reading, the author of the book of Wisdom, 

who is unknown to us, says the “whole universe” is like a grain – 

like a kernel of corn or wheat – to God.

Keep that image in mind. A kernel of corn.

Our earth is immensely huge to us. 

Yet in our solar system, earth is but a tiny grain.

In the Milky Way Galaxy, our sun is one of maybe 100 billion stars.

A galaxy sounds pretty huge, right?

But our immense galaxy is just one grain – 

in a larger grouping of galaxies, called the “Virgo Supercluster.”

That sounds pretty big, too. 

Except that there are ten million such “superclusters” 

that make up the whole universe.

At least, that’s our latest estimate. It’s all awfully immense.

And all that is a kernel of corn in God’s hand.

Our mind staggers to contemplate such immensity;

Making us realize our own incredible smallness.

So tiny, that unless God cares about us, we disappear.

Remember that God doesn’t just consider us a curiosity – 

like an ant farm – or even an object of special affection, like a pet. 

God so loved the world – God so loved you and me – 

that he became one of us. 

And then came to us. And then died for us. For you. For me.

Now look at Zacchaeus in the Gospel.

This is someone who cast his lot with the hated Romans.

A traitor, a collaborator. 

His neighbors saw his great wealth; they knew where it came from.

This oppressor’s tool  wasn’t just any kernel of wheat,

but a spoiled, rotten grain of wheat.

Why not just throw it away?

There is no human being so small, so weak, so rebellious, so twisted, 

that God does not love intensely, and seek to redeem.

That is why you and I as Christians, must never tire of saying,

That whether someone has committed a terrible crime,

Or is disabled, or weakened by illness or age,

Or has squandered his chances with addiction,

Or is a tiny, unwanted resident of her mother’s womb,

No human being is without infinite worth – greater than all galaxies – 

because God created us – every one of us – for eternity.

You and I must witness this, in word and deed. 

Remember human dignity when you vote in a few days.

God didn’t just look down at Zacchaeus and smile and wave.

Jesus sought him out: I want to come to your house today.

I realize it’s shocking and intimidating to consider but:

Who is a Zacchaeus in your life that you could seek out?