NO CRYING AT MY FUNERAL

NO CRYING AT MY FUNERAL

Sunday, December 28, 2014

WHY DID JESUS COME INTO THE WORLD AS A BABY? [Francais en bas]



I heard the question posed for the first time at the children’s Mass, to the children eight hours before the hour at which Santa Claus was scheduled to arrive at their home.  Yes, they managed to bring him up in the same breath as Jesus.  But that is another story that has been told by me before, at least twice.

Nevertheless, when the priest threw the question out to the children gathered at his feet, there was a sense in the nave that the adults felt the depth of the challenge of the question.  Yes, why did Jesus come as a baby and not as the great king that he was, in fact, and for whom the world was waiting?  I for one hardly listened to the answer to what had turned out to be an oratorical question.  The children had some answers that the greater audience could not hear and that the priest did not repeat. 

Some five minutes later, I came up with my answer.  I sprang into action.  Tore my pen out of my shirt pocket, took up the parish bulletin that I had next to me and began to write furiously so as not to let the thoughts slither away.  I then folded the notes carefully, slid them into my back pocket and continued to participate in the Holy Sacrifice of the Christmas Mass. 
Now, you understand that at Christmas, there is much personal time allotted to family people who are the elders and have certain social and religious responsibilities to fulfill.  There is not that much time for exclusively personal pursuits.  It is therefore a good thing that Christmas is a ^season^ not a day.  So I have decided to be sure that what I give you will be as close to the exact enlightenment that came to me at 6;00 PM on December 24, 2014 as is possible, given the circumstances.  So, be calm, sit tight, relax and put yourself in the presence of the Good Lord. 
These are some of the answers that I have discovered as given by other people.  Some of them experts in Theology, Some are pastors, preachers and teachers.  So, here we go.

)          The cuddly baby theory
             The reality of new birth astounds us
        This is our future in the flesh before our very eyes
        This is THE amazing gift of life
        Joseph and Mary had to admit that here was a baby who seemed, at first glance, like any                        other newborn child.
                  He cried in the middle of the night.
                  He hungered for milk.
                  He needed fresh "swaddling clothes" every now and then

t    The growing child theory
The infancy of the Child is the sign of his humanity
He grew through the years as any other child (The child grew and became strong, filled with wisdom; Luke 2; 40)

     The witness theory
His infancy is a sign of his humanity
His growing pains are a sign of his humanity
His growth in knowledge in the family through education are a sign of his humanity
His interpersonal relationship problems are a sign of his humanity
His suffering through moral temptations are a sign of his humanity
His physical suffering is a sign if his humanity

Given all of the above, it is good that Jesus came to us as a baby.  All of these statements are true and valid, as far as they go.  I have the one that is different and divergent from all of the above.  I am convinced that I have the teachings of Sacred Scripture as the foundation of my opinion.

I think that Jesus came into this world as a baby because God the Father has a long tradition of directing his creatures to collaborate with Him. From the first pages of Genesis and through the entire collection of Sacred Scripture, God directs His creatures to be productive.  He directs Adam to name the animals, he accepts the sacrifices of Abel, He directs Noah to build the ark, He calls Abraham forth from Ur, He recruits Moses for the purpose of leading His people out of Egypt and to publish the Divine Law, He expects the people to fight for the land that He promised them and He uses the prophets as spiritual guides of His people.  The whole history of salvation is a history of a relationship of collaboration between God and His creature, the human being.
For that reason, His Son, Jesus was sent by Him to earth through one of His creatures, Mary.  Thus, it was the responsibility of Joseph and Mary to nurture the baby son of God in His early stages of being on earth.  It was up to the Elders and priest of the Temple to instruct Him in the Law and to teach Him the spirituality of the Jewish way of life.  It was up to John the Baptist to introduce Him to the religious community.  It was up to the people of the nation to relate to him as their culture and traditions demanded.  Yes, Jesus had to have a complete human existence in the human, cultural environment that would make him effective in the spreading of His message.  He had to be exposed to the religious living of the tenets of the Law, He had to be taught the spiritual traditions of His people, who happened to be the Chosen people of the Father.  He had to live in the midst of people who were living the teachings of the prophets under the influence of the Law and in the spirituality of the Temple.

Jesus was formed in His life by the multicultural social environment of Galilee and the religious convictions of His parents.  This formation was according to the Will of God and it prepared Jesus to be open to obeying the Will of His Father.  Jesus was immersed in the Faith Tradition of His Father’s Chosen People.  It was in and through this deep familiarity of the people that Jesus was able to bring the authority of His closeness to His Father to bear in His teaching of the people.  Jesus taught and lived the Faith in the midst of controversy.  Even this controversy was formative, not only of Jesus but to the apostles who were closest to Him.  Without the completeness of the cultural immersion that He could only have if he was a complete Jew could He have accomplished the Mission given Him by His Father.


That is why, in my opinion, Jesus came to this earth as a baby.

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Pourquoi Jésus est-il venu comme un bébé?

J'ai entendu cette question posée pour la première fois à la messe des enfants, pour les enfants a huit heures du soir avant l'heure à laquelle le Père Noël devait arriver à leur domicile.  Oui, ils ont réussi à le mentionner dans le même souffle que Jésus.  C’est la une autre histoire another story que je vous ai raconté déjà à deux fois. at least twice.
Néanmoins, quand le prêtre a présenté la question aux enfants rassemblés à ses pieds, il y avait un sens dans la nef que les adultes estimaient la profondeur du défi de la question.  Oui, pourquoi Jésus est-il venu comme un bébé et non pas comme le grand roi qu'il était, en fait, et pour qui le monde attendait?  Moi, par exemple, écoutai avec peine a la réponse a une question qui s'était avéré être une question oratoire.  Les enfants ont eu des réponses que le  public en général ne pouvait pas entendre et que le prêtre n'a pas répété. 

Environ cinq minutes plus tard, je suis arrive a ma réponse.  Je sautai tout de suite a me mettre en action.  J'arrachai ma plume de ma poche de chemise, pris le bulletin paroissial que je avais à côté de moi et commençai à écrire furieusement afin de ne pas laisser les pensées glisser trop loin de ma matière grise.  Ensuite, je pliai attentivement mes notes, les glissai dans la poche arrière de mon pantalon et continuai à participer au Saint Sacrifice de la messe de Noël. 
Maintenant, vous comprenez que, à Noël, il y a beaucoup de temps personnel alloué aux personnes de la famille qui sont les aînés et ont certaines responsabilités sociales et religieuses à accomplir.  Il n'y a pas beaucoup de temps pour les activités exclusivement personnelles.  C’est donc une bonne chose que la Noel est ^une saison^ et non un seul jour.  Donc, j'ai décidé d'être sûr que ce que je vous présente sera aussi près à l'inspiration exacte qui me est venue à 18:00 heures du 24 décembre, 2014 qu'est possible, étant donné les circonstances.  Donc, soyez calmes, bien calmement assis et mettez-vous dans la présence du Bon Dieu. 
Voici quelques-unes des réponses que je ai découvertes qui sont proposées par d'autres auteurs.  Certains d'entre eux sont experts en théologie, Certains sont pasteurs, prédicateurs et enseignants.  Alors, on y va.

       La théorie bébé câlin
La réalité de la nouvelle naissance nous étonne
                C'est notre avenir tout vif sous nos yeux
                C'est le cadeau extraordinaire de la vie
Joseph et Marie ont dû admettre qu'il y avait là un bébé qui semblait, à première vue, comme n'importe quel autre enfant nouveau-né.
Il a pleuré dans le milieu de la nuit.
Il avait faim pour le lait.
Il avait besoin de "langes fraiches" de temps en temps

      La théorie de l'enfant qui grandit
L'enfance de l'enfant est le signe de son humanité
Il a grandi au fil des années de même que tout autre enfant (L'enfant grandissait et se fortifiait, tout rempli de sagesse; Luc 2, 40)

     La théorie des témoignages
Son enfance est un signe de son humanité
Ses douleurs de croissance sont un signe de son humanité
Sa croissance dans la connaissance de la famille à travers l'éducation est un signe de son humanité
Ses problèmes de relations interpersonnelles sont un signe de son humanité
Sa souffrance travers les tentations morales sont un signe de son humanité
Sa souffrance physique est un signe si son humanité

Compte tenu de tout ce qui précède, il est bon que Jésus est venu chez-nous comme un bébé.  Toutes ces déclarations sont vraies et valables, dans la mesure où ils vont.  J'en ai une qui est différente et divergente de tout ce qui précède.  Je suis convaincu que j'ai les enseignements de l'Ecriture Sainte comme fondement de mon opinion.

Je crois que Jésus est venu dans ce monde comme un bébé parce que Dieu le Père a une longue tradition de diriger ses créatures à collaborer avec lui. Dès les premières pages de la Genèse et à travers toute la collection de la Sainte Ecriture, Dieu dirige ses créatures vers la productivité.  Il dirige Adam de nommer les animaux, il accepte les sacrifices d'Abel, Il dirige Noé a la construction l'arche, Il appelle Abraham d'Ur, il recrute Moïse dans le but de le faire conduire son peuple hors d'Egypte et de publier la loi divine, Il s'attend que son peuple se bat pour la terre qu'il leur a promis et il utilise les prophètes comme guides spirituels de son peuple.  Toute l'histoire du salut est une histoire d'une relation de collaboration entre Dieu et sa créature, l'être humain.
Pour cette raison, son Fils, Jésus a été envoyé par Lui à la terre moyennant une de ses créatures, Marie.  Ainsi, c'était la responsabilité de Joseph et de Marie de nourrir le bébé, fils de Dieu, dans ses premiers stages de vie sur la terre.  C'était aux aînés et aux prêtres du Temple de l'instruire dans la Loi et de lui enseigner la spiritualité du mode de vie des juifs.  C'était l'affaire de Jean-Baptiste de le présenter à la communauté religieuse.  C'est au peuple de la nation de lui raconter ce que leur culture et leurs traditions exigeaient.  Oui, Jésus a dû avoir une existence humaine complète dans l'environnement humain, culturel qui le rendrait efficace dans la diffusion de son message.  Il a dû être exposée à la culture de la foi religieuse des principes de la loi, il devait être enseigné dans les traditions spirituelles de son peuple, qui se trouvaient a être le peuple élu de son Père.  Il a dû vivre au milieu des gens qui vivaient les enseignements des prophètes sous l'influence de la loi et dans la spiritualité du Temple.

Jésus a été formé dans sa vie par l'environnement social multiculturel de Galilée et les convictions religieuses de ses parents.  Cette formation a été selon la volonté de Dieu et elle a préparé Jésus a être ouvert à l'obéissance à la volonté de son Père.  Jésus a été immergé dans la tradition de la foi du peuple élu de son Père.  C'est dans et par cette familiarité profonde du peuple élu que Jésus était en mesure d'apporter l'autorité de Sa proximité avec son Père à son peuple.  Jésus a enseigné et vécu la foi dans le milieu de la controverse.  Même cette controverse était formative, non seulement de Jésus, mais des apôtres, qui étaient ses plus proches.  Sans l'exhaustivité de l'immersion culturelle qu'il n'aurait pas pu avoir a moins d’être un Juif complet, aurait-il pu accomplir la mission que lui avait donné son Père.


C'est pourquoi, à mon avis, Jésus est venu sur cette terre comme un bébé.


Monday, December 8, 2014

R U HAPPY NOW THAT GOD KNOWS YOUR NAME?

23 DANI (DONI?) NICE WORK!
I have been on this earth for going on 78 years now.  I guess I still have a lot to learn. Since when are church pews qood advertising venues for those who want to make a mark for themselves, or should I say a mark of themselves?  I really should not be surprised since this is the crowning glory in a long history of immorality in this neighborhood.  

Ten years ago we came to this parish of St. Christopher upon the request of the priest who was then the pastor.  He said that he needed help.  That, as it turns out, was an understatement.  The amount and quality of help that was needed was more than one couple could begin to supply.  Not only was the functioning of the organization in need of great improvement, but the city in which the church is located needs more help than the church does.

Over the ten years of our stay here we have learned that anything that is not anchored to the core of the earth or locked deep into a mountain cave somewhere, will disappear. Simple locked doors and bolted collection boxes are not sufficient security.  There is nothing that can be protected from theft in this neighborhood.  Nothing.

Now it appears that the inside of the church is going to have to be guarded by trained Kodiak Bears living inside.  Looking at the name on the pew it looks like metal detectors and body X-Ray scanners are next.  Naturally, since this is a church, we have to expect things like this.  After all, we have been warned by the Apocalypse that there are places like this on the way to the Pearly Gates.  You just have to make it through and hope that the mighty angel will scoop you up and swish you away from the evil malefactors. 

23 DANI (or is it DONI?) is in fact making it challenging for us to try to find the key to the path leading to the way how to make any good come out of this hideous vandalism.  So far, it has been 12 or 14 hours since I have been trying to find out where the good thread is to be found in order to weave a nice warm blanket out of this Bison Mane hair.  Maybe ol' DANI was just devising a new prayer scheme; maybe working on some new runes that would make it easier for God to decipher when we earthlings need to communicate; it might be possible that he/she(?) was in practice mode to be the next Mr.Buonarotti. That may be a little far fetched because the Pietà moment is gone and Moses is no longer in style.   I have a clue that indicates that DANI has high ambitions.  Notice that the "i" has the dot on top of it?   This individual was in no way being rushed.  This bit of meticulosity shows that there was plenty of time and that the art was the true object.  So look for some good in all of this we must, but for the time being the one good that I would like to find is the neck of the buffoon who vandalized the church pew.

Despite my boiling blood, I nevertheless urge you to pray for the witless specimen who defaced the furniture and pray for me because I am still looking for the good that is going to come out of this.  

I have to find it if I want to be sure that you won't cry at my funeral.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

THE BIBLE IS NOT PERFECT -- LA BIBLIA NO EST PERFECTA

The other day I heard someone tell me with a straight face that the Bible is perfect.  I told him that the Bible is not perfect.  I also told him, Bible Christian that he is, that he would be a long time searching for the Bible verse which said that the Bible is perfect.
Since this was in an adult faith formation session, we let the discussion end there and he left saying that he would research my position and be ready with an answer for the next session, fourteen days henceforward.

I suppose that there are many cute, chapter and verse ways that I could employ to prove that the Bible is not perfect. But since I abhor proof texting I will dive right into the philosophical explanation of why the Bible is not perfect.

First, I am stipulating that the only perfect being is God Himself.
Second, since that is true, then no other being can be perfect.
Third, since the Bible is a being separate from God, then the Bible cannot be perfect.
Fourth, if the Bible cannot be perfect since it is not God, the Bible is therefore not perfect.

Some may say, “The Bible is the Word of God.  Since it is the Word of God and God is perfect then the Word of God is perfect.”
The Word of God, even if not captured in the Bible script, is not God.
The Word of God is from God, but is not God Himself.
Since the Word of God is separate from God, it cannot be perfect.
So, the Word of God is not perfect.
Therefore the Bible is not perfect.


  
El otro día escuché que alguien me diga con toda seriedad que la Biblia es perfecta.  Le dije que la Biblia no es perfecta.  También le dije, cristiano Biblico que es él, que iba a ser una larga estancia buscando el versículo de la Biblia que dice que la Biblia es perfecta.
Como se trataba de una sesión de formación en la fe de adultos, dejamos la discusión terminarse ahí y él se fue diciendo que iba a investigar mi posición y estar listo con una respuesta para la próxima sesión, catorce días a partir de ahora.

Supongo que hay muchas maneras, buscando capítulos y versículos que podía emplear para probar que la Biblia no es perfecta. Pero como yo aborrezco "proof texting" como una prueba fiable, voy a bucear inmediatamente en la explicación filosófica del porqué la Biblia no es perfecta.

En primer lugar, tengo que establecer que el único ser perfecto es Dios mismo.
En segundo lugar, ya que eso es cierto, entonces ningún otro ser puede ser perfecto.
En tercer lugar, puesto que la Biblia es un ser separado de Dios, entonces la Biblia no puede ser perfecta.
En cuarto lugar, si la Biblia no puede ser perfecta ya que no es Dios, la Biblia, por lo tanto no es perfecta.

Algunos pueden decir: "La Biblia es la Palabra de Dios.  Dado que es la Palabra de Dios y Dios es perfecto, entonces la Palabra de Dios es perfecta”.
La Palabra de Dios, aunque no sea capturada en el guion de la Biblia, no es Dios.
La Palabra de Dios es de Dios, pero no es Dios mismo.
Dado que la Palabra de Dios está separado de Dios, no puede ser perfecta.
Así, la Palabra de Dios no es perfecta.

Entonces, la Biblia NO es perfecta

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

DEFEND MY FAITH? I DON'T HAVE TO

I have arrived at a point in my life that has me thinking that people who are looking for ways to defend their faith don’t know what that attitude means.  I certainly have no need to defend my faith.  In the first place, there is no one in the world who can make a serious enough attack against my faith to make me need to defend it.  The only attack against my faith is an attack on my very life. 
My faith is not something that I have that can be taken from me.  It is not something that is separate from my being.  It is so deeply woven into me that it is not a possession, a process, a relationship or a blood type.  It is life itself.
For as long as I can remember, and, I am convinced, even before some of my memories, I have lived faith together with God the Trinity and with the Holy Mother of Jesus, begotten Son of God and birthed Son of Mary conceived by the Holy Spirit.  I was baptized nine days after birth.  Never a day of my existence did I survive outside of the presence of God thanks to the shared faith of my mother, father and the rest of the family.  I have never known another life than that of a credulous son of God.  I have nothing to defend.

I can talk about God all day and all night.  Never once will I get defensive.  Aggressive, yes.  Defensive? Never.  My life of faith is a life in community.  My life is within the Communion of Saints.  My life is within the communion of the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church.  It has always been thus.  I feel no need to defend this.  It cannot be taken from me except through physical death.  Nothing can threaten my faith.  Nobody can threaten my faith.  I know that because I have experienced threats to my life along the way.  Faith and I never wavered.  I have listened to overtures from several distinct types of “missionaries” who were aiming their non-Catholic wiles at me.  I didn’t need to defend my faith.  It was, and still is, my faith that sent them packing with their tails between their legs and their Bibles, still closed, under their arms.

I don’t need a Bible to talk about God and my life with and in God.  I don’t spend my time looking for the right chapter and verse for the right answer.  I proclaim my faith from the heart and soul of my being.  I live with my Bible in the comfort of our home shrine or in a corner pew in the chapel, alone with my Eucharistic God.  God is on my mind a lot and He is my life all the time. What is there to defend?  My Bible?  Not mine.  You can have it if you want.  All the pages are still nice and white.  No highlighter colors, underlines nor marginal notes.  All those things are not necessary.  I don’t have to memorize the page number, the chapter, the verse or any other material thing.  All I need is to enrich my life in and with God.  I don’t live my life in chapters and verses.  I live my life with the Person who comes to life from the pages and fills my soul with a deeper understanding of who He is.  It is He who created me, who saved me and who is sanctifying me.  I don’t have to defend my faith, it is my faith that defends me.  So I leave my Bible at home and speak from the heart and soul about my life in God.  So what’s to defend?

Where do I spend my life in God?  In the Communion of Saints as defined by the Catholic Church.  That includes getting familiar with God and with His friends the angels, the saints in heaven and suffering souls of purgatory and the militant priests, prophets and kings living in time on earth.  I get to know a lot about Him every day.  Every day we talk is enriching for me.  Every day we spend together even without talking much is still a good and enriching day.  Do I have to defend that?

On a good day I get to spend some time with Him at His special abode.  I get to celebrate the Sacrifice of our Salvation in His memory.  I don’t get to enjoy that grace every day because of my work schedule.  However, some two or three days a week I can find time to offer the Divine Sacrifice side by side with the Lamb of God and in the presence of His Chosen People gathered around the altar of the Eucharistic Sacrifice.  It is a profound experience at every instance.  It is a dynamic, grace-filled moment being together with God among his living saints; with God through His Sacred Word and with God in the Divine presence of the Eucharist.  The shared faith of the gathering of the righteous around the altar doesn’t need any defending because it is the protection of the faithful not the weakness. 

I don’t have to defend my faith.  I certainly don’t have to use a disfigured Bible to help me defend it.  My faith is my life.  You have permission to attack my faith to your heart’s content.  Have at it.  I don’t need to defend my faith, God does it for me. 


That’s why there will be no need for you to cry at my funeral.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

COMMUNION OF SAINTS - COMMUNION DES SAINTS - COMUNIO DE LOS SANTOS

It is the beginning of the end of the year.  It is the month during which we thank God for giving us the grace of faith in the Communion of Saints.  Yes, it is the month of the dearly departed.  It is the month when we remember that the universal call to perfection includes the call to make of our death a holy moment.  It is the month when we, as Catholics, saints in the making, live in the contemplation of this challenge.
A famous existentialist, Jean-Paul Sartre said, "Death is a continuation of my life without me..."
If you don't believe it, think of the loved ones that you have "lost."  Aren't they still alive?  Don't you still profit from their example?  If you had the privilege to accompany them during their last moments, aren't you convinced that their whole life as you knew it was defined by how they died?  That's only the visible part.  If  we can see that, imagine what we can't see.
I have accompanied many people to the grave.  I have even been able to make some of them smile on the way out of the time dimension. I pray for all the people who have gone before me, even if they died at a younger age then I have presently attained.  Why not?  If they do not need my prayer any more because they are already in God's personal presence, they can nudge Him with their left elbow (I believe that all MY loved ones are at His right!) and remind Him to take care of me so that I can join them someday.
Yes, brothers and sisters, November is a great Catholic Month.  It is very Human and Very Divine at the same time.  I will do my best to accompany you on your way through life with some more daring thoughts about life and death in the coming days and weeks.  Keep in mind, NO CRYING AT MY FUNERAL.


C'est le début de la fin de l'année.  C'est le mois au cours duquel nous remercions Dieu de nous avoir donne la grâce de la foi dans la communion des saints.  Oui, c'est le mois de nos chers defunts.  C'est le mois où nous nous souvenons que l'appel universel à la perfection comprend l'appel à faire de notre mort un moment sacré.  C'est le mois où nous, en tant que catholiques, des saints en plein développement, vivons dans la contemplation de ce défi. 
Un existentialiste célèbre, Jean-Paul Sartre a dit: «La mort est la continuation de ma vie sans moi ..."
Si vous ne le croyez pas, pensez aux proches que vous avez "perdus".  Ne sont-ils pas encore en vie?  N'est-il pas vrai que vous bénéficiez toujours de leur exemple?  Si vous aviez le privilège de les accompagner lors de leurs derniers moments, n'êtes-vous pas convaincus que durant toute leur vie vous saviez qu'elle était définie par la façon dont ils sont morts?  Et ce n'est la que la partie visible.  Si nous pouvons constater cela, imaginez-vous ce que nous ne pouvons pas voir.
Quant a moi, j'ai accompagné plusieures personnes à la tombe.  J'ai même pu faire sourire certains d'entre eux sur le seuil de leur sortie de la dimension temporelle. Je prie pour tous les gens qui sont passés avant moi, même s'ils sont morts à un âge plus jeune que j'ai actuellement atteint.  Pourquoi pas?  Si elles n'ont pas besoin de ma prière parce qu'elles sont déjà dans la présence personnelle de Dieu, ils peuvent lui donner un petit coup du coude gauche (je crois que tous mes proches sont à sa droite!) pour lui rappeler de prendre soin de moi pour que je puisse les rejoindre un jour.
Oui, frères et sœurs, novembre est un mois catholique majestueux.  Il est très humain et très divin en même temps.  Je ferai de mon mieux pour vous accompagner sur votre chemin à travers la vie du mois de novembre avec des pensées un peu audacieuses quant a la vie et la mort dans les jours et semaines à venir.  Remarquez bien, PAS DE LARMES A MES FUNERAILLES.



Es el principio del fin del año.  Es el mes en el cual damos gracias a Dios por darnos la gracia de la fe en la Comunión de los Santos.  Sí, es el mes de los difuntos.  Es el mes cuando recordamos que la llamada universal a la perfección incluye la llamada a hacer de nuestra muerte un momento sagrado.  Es el mes en que nosotros, como católicos, santos en camino verso el paraiso, vivimos en la contemplación de este desafío. 
Un famoso existencialista, Jean-Paul Sartre dijo: "La muerte es la continuación de mi vida sin mí ..."
Si usted no lo cree, piensa en los seres queridos que se han "perdido".  ¿No son todavía vivos?  ¿No es verdadero que aún en este momento se beneficia de su ejemplo?  Si usted tuvo el privilegio de acompañarlos en sus últimos momentos, no está convencido de que toda su vida como usted la conocía fue definida por la manera en que se murieron?  Eso es sólo la parte visible.  Si podemos ver eso, imaginase lo que no podemos constatar.
He acompañado a muchas personas a la tumba.  Incluso he sido capaz de hacer que algunos de ellos sonria en la salida de la dimensión temporal. Rezo por todas las personas que han pasado antes de mi, incluso si morían a una edad más joven que yo he alcanzado actualmente.  ¿Por qué no?  Si no ocupan mi oracion porque ya están en la presencia personal de Dios, pueden empujarlo gentilmente con el codo izquierdo (creo que todos mis seres queridos están en su derecho!) para que El  recordará de cuidarse de mí para que yo pueda unirme a ellos.

Sí, hermanos y hermanas, Noviembre es un gran mes Católico.  Es muy humano y muy divino, al mismo tiempo.  Yo haré todo lo posible para que lo acompañe en su camino durante la vida con algunas ideas más atrevidas sobre la vida y la muerte en los próximos días y semanas.  Tenga en cuenta, NO SE LLORA EN MI FUNERAL.


Tuesday, September 23, 2014

LAST JUDGMENT QUESTION -- WHY DID I NOT KNOW?

Can you just give me some insight as to the significance of being a sheep?

So far I understand this:
Jesus is a sacrificial lamb (therefore making him a sign of humility, meekness, and kindness)
Sheep always need to be led
Sheep are somewhat ignorant, but in a way that makes them humble/obedient
Sheep have a strong presence in scripture due to the cultural significance

Why a goat? Other parts of the bible use a wolf, but this passage uses a goat, is there significance to that?


Here in this passage, the sheep on the right of Jesus have obviously been saved because of their life 
actions (what seem very similar to the corporal works of mercy). However they deny knowing that they 
acted in this way, “Lord when did we see you hungry and feed you…”
The same goes for the ones on the left (the goats). The goats are being condemned (for their inactions) 
but they also are asking “Lord when did we see you hungry or thirsty…”

It seems that the sheep are ignorant of their good actions, and the same can be said for the goats 
(ignorant of their inaction), so why are the sheep good and the goats bad?
It is obvious that the sheep are good because of their behavior (practicing the corporal works of mercy, 
loving one another), but yet they do not know that they are doing good deeds.
We practice these behaviors today because Jesus has revealed them through his ongoing revelation, 
but we do these actions in his name, there is no denying that. I think I would find myself saying “yes, 
Lord, I clothed the naked because I Love You and I love my neighbor.” I would definitely not say “well 
when did I feed you, when did I clothe you?”

It just seems confusing to me because both the righteous and the evil are being judged for something 
they are ignorant of.
How can someone not know if they are doing something good?

I hope I am explaining myself…

Thank you for your question.  In reading your explanation a couple things
come to mind.
1. The question from the audience is a post resurrection universal gathering
of all the souls who ever existed.

2. They ask the question "When did we ever  see YOU...?  Jesus answers,
"Remember the street corner panhandler to whom you gave a bottle of water?"

3. Jesus knows that much of the good that we do, we do not go beyond the
wretch for whom we do it, but the Shepherd receives every good that we share whether we are conscious of His presence or not.

4. Jesus knows the good that the jungle dweller does and He receives it with
pleasure even though the jungle dweller has no idea.  But the jungle dweller
will be there at the fateful hour and he will discover that his desire and activity
for the benefit of the world around him was received by the creator in love.

5. There's a teaching in this chapter that is little known because the homilists
don't have time to bring it home.  It is not their fault.  The entire chapter is
not read at one crack during any liturgy.

Your question touches on precisely that lesson.  The story of the ten maidens
and the story of talents talk about people who should know better.  In the
first case, simple human nature, common sense precautions.  In the case of 
the talents, knowledge of the BOSS and his attitude towards the help is ignored 
at the servant's peril.  
In the final wrap-up, everyone is there and so the language indicates.

6. When we do Acts of Mercy we never see Christ except in faith - Post
resurrection faith which is the grace that clarifies the Bible story for us +
2,000 years of grace-filled growth of understanding.
Despite that, I can tell you that we do corporal acts of mercy at moments
that we don't know about.  Now that you are in the public eye, I can assure
you that you do not know 100% of the good that you do in your daily life.

It happened to me last night, again.  A man that I don't know approached me as though I am a saint.  I don't know him from a bar of soap!  But He knows
Jesus Christ through me!  He told me so.  We talked for about 15 solid minutes
about some heavy duty stuff because He sees Christ in me.

T..., get ready for it.  When we work directly in the Church, we have to
 be ready to accept the fact that God's people see Him through us.  
In your meditations to those preparing for Confirmation, please tell them that
they have to live in such a way that others will see Christ through them.
Their life is going to be the sermon that they preach to the world.  Yes, all
of them just as all of us, will do good without seeing Christ in the recipient
of their actions, but Christ will accept it anyway.

Confirmation is a great blessing for us.  We, the teachers, get to talk to them,
the disciples, directly, not to their parents.  We somehow have to reach them
in the depths of their beings and hope that they will accept the fire of the
Pentecost and carry it forward to the coming of the JUDGE.
Bottom line, Stay ready, live clean or fry.

Monday, September 22, 2014

DON'T CRY BEFORE MY FUNERAL - DON'T CRY AT MY FUNERAL - DON'T CRY AFTER MY FUNERAL

St. Paul to the Philippians &
I to you...


Brothers and sisters:
Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. 
For to me life is Christ, and death is gain. 
If I go on living in the flesh,
that means fruitful labor for me. 
And I do not know which I shall choose. 
I am caught between the two. 
I long to depart this life and be with Christ,
for that is far better. 
Yet that I remain in the flesh
is more necessary for your benefit.



This quote is from the Scripture that was read this morning 

at Catholic Masses around the world.  It was read just in 

front of the story of the workers who were called to the 

vineyard at different times but all got paid the same.

I am willing to gamble big fake $ that not one single

priest in the world dared to preach about the passage 

above.  So I am doing it.

As you all know, everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one is willing to die.  We all know that we are going there, but not too many of us are really looking forward to passing away to get there.  When I heard the thoughts that Paul threw at us many years ago, he was ready.  What I like about him is that he was really at home with himself.  It takes a very strong individual to be able to safely say that "I am caught between the two [life and death] and that death is far better than life here on earth.  You really have to have it together to be comfortable with that sentiment.  
I confess that I am there.  I have no problem with that part of the thought.  I deal with that every day.

The thought that "it is more necessary for your benefit that I remain in the flesh" is where I wonder about saying that to anyone.  That is the part where I know that only about 50% of those who know me would agree.  The other 50% would wish that I would not be so full of myself and just move on.  Imagine having the self image that Paul had and the security of his relationship with God to be able to say that.  I believe that God keeps me here because He has something for me to do.  I tell Him that all the time.  I imagine that He thinks that I am doing a good job and that he is pleased with me, but I keep that kind of talk between me and Him.  Except right here and for this moment alone.  

I'm sitting here at 1:00 AM and thinking that God wants us to have the kind of personal strength that Paul had.  God needs us to have that kind of courage.  He wants us to have a good strong side by side relationship with Him so that we can do the work that He expects us to do.  He wants us to be able to admit that we are valuable to Him.  he wants us to be able to stand before the world and to admit that we are good at doing His work.  He looks forward to our saying, "God keeps me here because it is for your benefit that He keeps me here."  If Saint Paul can say that, why can't we?  Are we going to think that he was arrogant in proclaiming that truth?  Is that what keeps us from saying the same thing, although we might be thinking it from time to time.  

You know why Paul could talk that way?  It's because he knew that his faith in God was so strong that it was not he speaking, but God through him.  Paul knew that as long as he stayed with God, he could walk on water, move mountains and make the lame walk and make the Greeks and the rest of the world accept the God whom Paul was announcing and serving.

Well,my name is Paul.  My father named me Paul because he was a serious disciple of Paul.  I am telling you that I am ready to die.  I am also telling you that I believe that as long as I stay here it is for your benefit because that's how God wants it.  Therefore, neither you nor anyone else has absolutely any reason to be crying at my funeral.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

PAIN AND SUFFERING ARE FROM GOD AND HE WANTS THEM BACK


There are people in this world who live every day in pain.  It varies from person to person, but it is still pain.  For some of these valiant souls the pain that they suffer would debilitate many of us who are presently reading these lines.  Some people go to work daily while suffering the discomfort of nearly failed kidneys.  Some do the same while staving off the effects of 500 blood sugar levels.  There are those who have incorrigible back pain caused by some other condition that robs their body of the symmetrical balance that it requires to be comfortable.  Finally, so as not to prolong this enumeration, there are those who have to go through life with mental and emotional deficiencies.
A few short weeks ago, my loving spouse and I participated in a funeral Mass that was very meaningful to both of us.
It was for a 31 year old Down Syndrome woman whose mother is professionally close to us.  I am writing this because I could not stop thanking God for filling the church for this celebration. Small church, but wall to wall people, 350 according to my count, from a stuffed up choir loft!  God's little ones sure have a way of dragging us behind them, don't they?  I kept remembering what my Internet preacher brother, Reef Lector,  wrote about his daughter Laurie some time ago. In the case about which I am musing here,  we had learned just shortly before her dying, that she was not well.  We also learned about her personal spiritual relationship with God.  She was so close to God that it did not frighten her when she said "No" to dialysis.  Some few days later she went home.  Five days after that she filled the church.  I was glad to be there.  It was a moment of high spirituality for me and for Belle, my spouse..  
It somehow reminded me of the last time I celebrated the Holy Mass.  It was a funeral for a seven year old boy.  He too filled the church with more Protestants than I ever thought could fit into a Catholic church for any reason.  Baptists, every last one.  This was a military child who suffered bravely before going to the bosom of Abraham.  We had a big church in El Cajon, CA, and it was full.
The father was Catholic and the mother Baptist.  You should have heard the singing...they were rocking the place.  The whole thing lasted for nearly two hours and we still had to go to the cemetery.  The cemetery was almost too small!  As we were hugging and wiping our eyes I found myself being hugged by Mama and when the squeeze got a little looser she said from the depths of her heart, "I'll never be Catholic, but I will carry this to the grave in the happy corner of my heart."
I left there and started my journey into the future from LAX six hours later.

I remember my father.  From the time he was still a pre-teen lad he was in pain. He had broken his leg in a winter sledding accident.  The family was financially incapable to have a doctor intervene in the setting of the leg.  The lad contracted a case of pneumonia during the setting period of the leg.  The infection got into the bone, leaving the leg nearly two inches shorter than the one on the other side.  The resulting disequilibrium caused skeletal pain that was always present. Despite it all, the man led a normal life.  He never graduated from high school, but at age 35 he passed the state exams to qualify as a tool engineer - on his one and only try.  
He was a holy man.  He never suffered alone.  He walked the Way of the Cross every single day side by side with Jesus.  He was rewarded with a sudden death at the ripe old age of 47 years.

This past Saturday I presided over the Celebration of the Memorial for a dear aunt of mine who died at the age of 88.  She endured many different sorts of pain during her last few years.  She shared her journey with God and she shared it with her loving son and daughter-in-law.  Through it all, the art that she created lives on behind her.  The love that she shared is still shaking those that she left behind.

At that Memorial service some of the siblings of our dear cousin David shared the suffering of their brother who had just died in Idaho, 1,100 miles away.  I spoke to two of them and they are happy that they had participated in their brother's preparation for his departure from here into Eternal Life.  His suffering was intense, but they all knew that is was a shared reality, both physical and earthly, spiritual and heavenly.  

Those of you who are familiar with this blog know that I am not afraid of death.  I am not afraid of pain, chronic or otherwise. When I see people die in the presence of God and in the presence of God as presented to the dying person by and through loving family members I am not moved to tears of sadness.  Dying is a spiritual exercise.  We learn that from the Gospel.  It is there that we hear the warning, "Stay ready."  I once heard a priest who was talking to a church full of simple villagers in a country far, far away, "To stay ready, practice every night. Tell God that it's OK of you don't wake up.  When you wake up thank God sincerely for the new day and tell him that you are ready now and will be again as you lay down to sleep."  So, I do that every day too.  

Finally, I say, remember the last words of the Ave Maria, "...pray for us now and at the hour of our death."  
If we all did that we wouldn't have to cry at funerals.