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Wednesday, July 6, 2016

My First Stitches.....

A reflection on the daily Mass readings for Wednesday of the twelfth week of Ordinary Time, July 6, 2016.

Hosea 10:1-3, 7-8, 12
Psalm 105:2-3, 4-5, 6-7
The Holy Gospel according to Saint Matthew 10:1-7

Today is the Memorial for Saint Maria Goretti

Maria Goretti was born to poor farm laborers in Corinaldo, Italy, in 1890.  Like Agnes, Lucy, and Agatha, virgin martyrs of the early Church, Maria willed to suffer death rather than the destruction of her purity.  She was eleven when nineteen-year-old Alessandro Sereneli attacked her, intent on raping her.  Even as she struggled in Alessandro's grasp, Maria begged him to consider the gravity of the sin he was about to commit.  He stabbed her fourteen times.  She died two days later after great suffering, freely forgiving her attacker.  Legend has it that she appeared to him in his prison cell and gave him fourteen flowers, one for each wound.  Maria is the patroness of purity and protector of Catholic youth. 

I was around four years old when I needed my first set of stitches.  My cousin Michael and my brother Danny thought it would be funny to pretend to lock me into the chicken coup.  I was deathly afraid of the chickens, especially that big white rooster.  If you turned your back on him to get the eggs he would flog you from behind.  Something about those wings flapping and the loud yell from his beak terrified me.  They sent me in on a dare to get an egg and then acted like they were leaving.  Then they sat down behind the chicken coup.  In my fear of the rooster I ran terrified towards the door and through myself into it with both hands.  I remember standing there with my head down because my neck hurt after having pushed right through the solid glass door.  My cousin Michael ran up and asked me if I was OK and I just kept looking at the ground.  Finally he said look at me, are you OK?  When I looked up he saw all the blood and the last thing I remember was him calling out to my mom in a shaky voice.

We sometimes do that don't we?  We run from something that is scary without looking to see the even scarier situation we put ourselves in.  If I had known then that rushing through the glass would hurt so much I would rather have faced the rooster.  We as Christians are called to an even scarier situation.  The cross.  We are called to face it, to be faithful to our covenant with God.  The Israelites in the first reading for today were treating God like a good luck charm.  They were scared of going back to where they had been, slaves in Egypt.   Instead of just keeping the covenant and loving God with all their hearts, they build more temples, more altars.  They couldn't see that in trying to run from Egypt they were running towards idolatry, towards sin.

When Jesus called the twelve he warned them continually that they would have to bear the same cross as He.  As Christians that is what we are called to.  We are called to face the cross... We can do it now or we can do it later.. but we must face it.  Look at that list of twelve men.  All twelve of them had to face the cross, they had to face death.  Judas did it in betrayal... he ran from the cross towards the plan he wanted to live.. trying to force Jesus' hand.  10 of the others were martyred for their faith. Peter, the first among them, was crucified upside down.   John?  Well John stood at the foot of the cross with Mary, took her into his home, and when they tried to kill him years later?  They failed.  So they ended up exiling him to an island where he died of old age.

On the feast of Maria Goretti we are called to do something, to face our cross.   To bear it with dignity, joy, and forgiveness.  Maria went to her death protecting the covenant with God.  She was faithful.  She didn't try to force God to do it her way, but rather even tried to save her attacker.  Like Christ she died forgiving him.   We too are called to face that cross.   Both by emulating Mary, the mother of God, and being present at the cross of Christ.. standing at the foot of it continually gazing up on our Lord; and like the Apostles and Maria Goretti, in being willing to bear our own cross... dying for our faith if necessary to bring others to God.  Are you ready for that?  Are there attachments holding you back?  Have you become so attached to God that if faced with the option of betraying Him you would rather die?

“Humility is the safeguard of chastity. In the matter of purity, there is no greater danger than not fearing the danger. For my part, when I find a man secure of himself and without fear, I give him up for lost.  I am less alarmed for one who is tempted and who resists by avoiding the occasions, than for one who is not tempted and is not careful to avoid occasions. When a person puts himself in an occasion, saying, I shall not fall, it is an almost infallible sign that he will fall, and with great injury to his soul.”
-- Saint Philip Neri

Our society makes purity and chastity into a joke.  God calls us though to understand that intimacy is not just sex, and that love does not always fulfill itself with intercourse.  Sometimes love requires that we hold back those desires we have for both the good of that person and ourselves.  Why are we living our lives for this small time frame here, instead of for an eternity beyond?  If we truly believed that eternity was awaiting those who lived a life of purity and chastity.. would any amount of personal pleasure be worth trading that for?  Your'e going to spend eternity somewhere.. which way are you running? Today we are asked to choose... will you stand united at the foot of the cross?  Or run headlong into a field for just a few silver?

His servant and yours,
Brian

"He must increase, I must decrease."

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Gone Fishing.

Ah, with tomorrow's readings we start back into Ordinary Time.   Our English language makes that sound dry and bland, plain.  The dictionary gives it the synonyms of normal, common, routine... But that isn't what Ordinary time is about.  The etymology of the word though, ordinalis,  shows us that the word has more the connotation of being 'ordered.'  That is time that is being counted, time that is ordered to something.  Ordinary Time then is a time in which we are heading toward something, or maybe more accurately, an event or a someone. 

Ordinary time begins right after the Christmas season.  After we have spent weeks celebrating the birth of Christ, we then celebrate his Baptism, which marks the beginning of his earthly ministry.  Then we begin to count, we are ordering time... drawing towards something.   The next event will be Lent, and then Easter.   That means Ordinary time is leading us toward Christ.  It is leading us, ordering us, guiding us, toward his death, and his resurrection.  That's what Easter is about.  It's about not just death, for that would be very gruesome on it's own.   Rather, it leads us through death and into eternal life. 

Then we celebrate Easter for a good amount of time, another octave.   Then back to ordinary time.  Time that is leading us, ordering us towards another event.  That event is the Parousai, the end of the liturgical year reminds us of the end of time.  It reminds us that Jesus has promised to come again.  When he does he will usher in a new creation, a new heaven and earth.  The judgement day.  Then we start again with Advent, leading to the birth of Christ.

What do we learn from this repeated ordering of time?  We learn that our lives should be lived in an ordered fashion.  First thing God did with the universe?   He brought order out of Chaos.  He sent his Holy Spirit to put things in order.   We too must order time to God.  Our lives, our spirits, should be ordered toward Christ.   That's what the Liturgical year is in place to remind us of.   That being disciples of Christ means ordering our lives, patterning them after his.  It means taking time throughout the year to contemplate the mysteries of his birth, life, death, and resurrection... to remind us that he will come again and that we must be ready for it.

What do we do in the mean time?  How should we act?  How should we behave?  Tomorrow's Gospel is a very powerful one to start this time, to begin ordering our lives toward Christ.  Jesus calls his first two disciples.  He tells them to follow him, and he will make them fisher's of men. They immediately left their nets, their family, their livelihood, and followed Him.   That's our first example.  We are to listen to our call, and immediately begin living it.    Yes, that's what ordinary time is about.  It's not about counting down till the time we will begin to live our faith.. it's living our faith in an ordered, Godly fashion, as we head toward our own Easter.

You and I have something very much in common.  We all will eventually die.   Some of us sooner.  Some of us later.   It is appointed unto man, once to die and then the judgement.  That's what Ordinary time is about.  So here I am, like Father Ev Hemann, whom I have named this blog after; living my life in Ordinary time.. anticipating my own Easter, and longing for the end of time where all of creation will be redeemed for our Heavenly Father. 

So I leave you instead with the link to a blog that speaks of Ordinary Time in a way that I can never match, in a way that changed my own personal walk and my own understanding of this season of the church.    I pray it touches you, as it touched me:  Ordinary Time.

His servant and yours,

Brian

"He must increase, I must decrease."