The Faith

01_Persistent_WidowI am partial to the Gospel according to Luke. I think his writing is good at telling the story and leaving room for the hearer to work though the implications of it all.  Some of the most memorable parables – the Good Samaritan, the Prodigal Son, Lazarus and the Rich Man, and more are all unique to Luke’s gospel. Also, Luke is particular about his choice of words and phrases – the small nuances of language find their place in his telling of Jesus’ story.

Today we have one of those small curiosities of language: But when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth? (Luke 18:8).  What the Greek actually says is not “find faith” but “find the faith.” It is the only place in all of Luke’s gospel he uses this phrase.  In fact, it is the only place in all the New Testament. Maybe it’s nothing, but then again, as he often does, maybe Luke is trying to tell us something in this small parable of the persistent widow and the unjust judge. Continue reading

What we choose

tenlepersIn the first reading, we hear the end of the story of Naaman, a Syrian general, who has just been cured of his leprosy. But we don’t get to hear the start of the story. It turns out that when Naaman comes to Israel he encounters the prophet Elisha. Naaman has come bearing all manner of riches and gifts, but Elisha wants none of it. He simply instructs Naaman to wash seven times in the Jordan. Pretty simple and ordinary, yes? Continue reading

The Next Step

francis-in-stained-glassYou have to feel for the disciples. In recent gospels Jesus has been asking some fairly extraordinary things of them – to give away their possessions, to forgive countless times, to take up his cross, and the list goes on. No wonder then, they ask for more faith. They don’t feel up to what is being asked of them, are anxious about the challenges ahead, and just can’t imagine accomplishing what is being asked of them.

It is a theme I hear a lot from you, the disciples of this age. The world around us seems to being going off the rails: armies are amassing around Aleppo, Syria; there are more shootings; a bank created fake accounts using our good name; as a nation it seems we are going to be voting against our candidates instead of for one of them. Add to all that the very personal details of our own lives – and too often I hear, “Father, it feels like my faith is under attack…I wish God would give me more faith.” Continue reading

Closing the Divides

Lazarus-Rich-Man…between us and you a great chasm is established to prevent anyone from crossing who might wish to go from our side to yours or from your side to ours.…”  Such are words spoken about Lazarus and the rich man, traditionally known as Dives. The words describe their fates in the afterlife: Lazarus comforted by Abraham while Dives languishes in a hellish afterlife.

But here is the thing – the chasm really wasn’t new; it was fixed a long time ago and made wider every time the rich man came and went to his safe, secure and plush home and ignored Lazarus. Don’t get me wrong, this parable indeed talks about the eternal consequences of the life we lead, but it is also about our lives now. And maybe, just maybe, St. Luke has been talking to us about the chasms, the great divides we have slowly built into our lives – and our failure to see them in the here and now. Continue reading

What we’ve lost

I AM the Good Shepherd3The parable of the Lost Sheep is the gospel message on the 15th anniversary of 9-11, a terrible day of death and destruction. A day on which no one thinks about winners and losers. A day in which we mourn and honor our dead. A day we Franciscans remember our brother Fr. Mychal Judge, OFM – a NYC fire chaplain who lost his life in the line of duty when the first tower fell. Mychal went out searching for the lost, to bring them home to the safety of the flock. Fr. Mychal Judge, truly a good shepherd. Truly a hero – not because he died on 9-11, but because his arms were always open, his eyes ever seeking to be Christ for others. Obedient unto death. Continue reading

Learning to see

Simon-Sinful-WomanIt seems that Hurricane Hermine is going to be a cross for more than just the Florida Big Bend area. The jet stream and a high pressure ridge are conspiring to make Hermine sit off the east coast of the Middle Atlantic states and bring record rains. We should especially pray for the areas affected.

It will be their cross to bear. Sadly, in an all too familiar way to the folks in Baton Rouge. Friends of mine saw the waters of Amite River rise into their home. They could see the “cross” coming, suffer its immediacy, but also see beyond it to when the waters receded and life will return to normal.

Mother Teresa will become a Saint today. She was one for whom Jesus pointed out the cross and asked her to bear it. If you have read her diary, you know that what kept St. Teresa going was her ability to see beyond the life in the slums of Kolkata to the promises of Christ. Maybe its that kind of vision that makes for a saint.

No all of us can see beyond our cross.

In 1982 Thomas Webb III moved from Chicago to Norman, Oklahoma. As best he could see, it seemed like a reasonable move. There wasn’t a lot happening for him in Chicago and a friend said there was opportunity and fun in and around the University of Oklahoma campus.  Why not? In 1983 he was convicted of rape, burglary, and other crimes and sentenced to 60 years in prison. He always maintained his innocence but he had been picked out of lineup on two separate occasions. The victim was unshakeable in her identification.

Whoever does not carry his own cross and come after me cannot be my disciple.” It is one thing to carry a cross that is your own, but this cross thrust upon him unjustly. It the cross of someone else’s making. Why would he carry it, have to carry it, or even willingly carry it? Continue reading

Who we invite

weddingfeastredhouseThe priest I lived with in Kenya was away for a much-needed break. He assured me it would be a quiet week.  Which is of course a guarantee that something will happen.  Perhaps not monumental in the way of things, but yes indeed is was a memorable week. It was the week the Kenyan Security Forces came looking for the leaders of the Rwandan refugee community – of which my name was on the list.  We were all in a meeting when they showed up. We all slipped out the windows in the back of the church.  All very dramatic, but in truth I don’t think they tried that hard to catch us.  Still, kind of memorable to be on a top ten list if even for an hour. But that wasn’t the most memorable. Continue reading

Who will be saved?

pentecost-ruahIt is a gathering unlike any other. Isaiah describes it as people coming from all corners of the world – every make and model, color and variety.  Citizens of every nation from east and west, north and south.  All streaming to Jerusalem, to God’s holy mountain bring their offerings of worship. All invited by God, all coming to the Lord God, all of them seeing the glory of God.

Someone in the gospels asks question: “Lord, will only a few people be saved?”  I wonder if the questioner’s understanding of salvation – even the offer of salvation – is very different from the prophet Isaiah’s.  Maybe the questioner is worried about the state of the world and can only see a few faithful people.  Maybe he or she is worried about family members gone astray.  Maybe the question is, as most scholars seem to believe, an inquiry whether only a few people “like me” will be saved. Continue reading

Assumption of Blessed Virgin Mary

Re-posted from last year….

Much of our religious consciousness is affected by art; we have inherited specific images that are more artistic than biblical.  For example, we always imagine St. Paul being knocked from a horse on the Damascus Road.  There is no mention of the horse in scripture.  Is that a bid deal? Perhaps not.  But when Caravaggio placed Paul on the horse, a sign of royalty, he removed Paul from the midst of Corinth, the hard-scrabbled sea port town, from among the drunks, slackards, ner-do-wells, and people who sorely needed salvation.

I think art has also done that to the image of Mary. Many of the paintings that illustrate the Assumption of Mary into heaven, show Mary floating upward on a cloud, carried away by angels and accompanied by cherubs. She hasn’t aged a day. Her hands are folded quietly, her eyes rolled up to heaven, her ties with earth—and with us—almost completely severed.  In these paintings, the people standing below look up at her with longing and with love, reaching out to grasp her robe or touch her feet—But it is too late. Mary has already left them behind – left us behind. Continue reading

A controlled burn

christ-dancing-christianI have come to set the earth on fire, and how I wish it were already blazing!” It probably seems that way in California this year. There have been 3,624 wildfires so far this year in that state. The Soberanes Fire in Monterey County is only 50% contained and has already consumed almost 70,000 acres, killed one person, and destroyed 57 homes. Jesus’ words are far too present and real.

The pristine forests in wilderness areas contain something just out of sight. These wildfires are made worse by the dead wood and organic materials that accumulate on the forest floor, adding to the underbrush. It all fuel. It just needs the right spark. It seems that Jesus is saying he is the spark and let the wildfires rage. Seriously? Isn’t it Jesus who tells us to love our enemies and do good to those who hate us Does not Jesus bless the peacemakers? Aren’t those the Jesus quotes we have on our refrigerators magnets? Does anyone really have a refrigerator magnet that says, “I have come to set the earth on fire, and how I wish it were already blazing!” Where is Jesus the peacemaker? But then Jesus takes on that image when he asks: “Do you think that I have come to establish peace on the earth?” Of course, our answer is:Well, …actually, …yes.” Jesus’ response is “Nope. I am bringing the purifying fire!”

In the Old Testament, the purifying fire Jesus seems to reference is most often associated with the fire that burns away impure religious practices. Not impure as in “not liturgically correct,” but rather impure in that they tended to make religion a source of false comfort, false peace – the thought that right religious practice and beliefs should exempt you from the suffering or disaster or poverty or even death all around you. The purifying fire was to burn away that which accumulated in the life of the church, the life of the believer, that kept you from life, from the hard realities in which we sometimes live, from working to be the ones who work for peace and for justice. The purifying fire was meant to burn away our images of who we want God to be, so that we could be who God wants us to be.

How are we to bring this purifying fire into our lives? There is the wildfire strategy: just let the forest grow as it wants, let the underbrush accumulate, and wait for the spark. Let nature take its course.

It seems to me that Christian life is not waiting for the wildfire. Not waiting for the fire of Pentecost to descend upon you, waiting for the Word of God to speak specifically to you, give you the life plan, or to present the one, life-changing moment when it all becomes clear because now the forest has burned and now you can truly see. Indeed, wildfire has the power to destroy and the power to foster regeneration and new growth. But waiting for the wildfire just makes you a lousy steward of gifts God has given you. And wasn’t that the point of last week’s gospel? Being a good and faithful steward?

Wildfire is one strategy, very dramatic and costly, but then there is the controlled burn strategy. Controlled burns are a way of stewarding the land we have been called to tend. In controlled burning, firefighters, farmers, or forestry professionals intentionally start fires in grasslands, fields, forests, and woodlands to eliminate undergrowth and overgrowth that can suppress healthy vegetation, harm wildlife habitat, and provide fuel for wildfires. Controlled burning can also replenish vital nutrients and help prevent the wildfires that ravage so much land and endanger lives.

I remember the 1988 Yellowstone National Park fires: almost 800,000 acres burned despite the efforts of 25,000 firefighters and $120 million in expenses. One of the positive outcomes of the 1988 Yellowstone forest tragedy was a change in fire management policy and greater awareness of potential fire activity throughout America’s national parks. A number of policies were modified, but one significant change opened the door for a more aggressive controlled burns program in the nation’s forests and parks. National parks implementing this strategy have realized increased fire fighter safety, greater control when a wildfire does break out, and a lower rate of wildfires exploding out of control.

There is a lesson to be learned for us. It seems to me that the Christian life is to bring the controlled burn of Jesus to our lives. The thing about the passage of Time is that it can soften the memories of days now past. By contrast it can make today feel particularly ominous, as if we’re living next to a parched forest. In electoral politics we could scarcely imagine wider dissatisfaction – or greater gaps in perception. Our leading presidential candidates have earned unfavorable polling ratings among the highest ever reported. Partisan animosity runs at historically high levels. Polling shows that Democrats and Republicans regard one another more negatively than they have in twenty-five years. Almost daily our social media friends refer to friending and unfriending people over political disagreements. Divisions abound. The forest floor of our lives, just out of sight, have all kinds of fuel, just waiting for the right spark: politics, race, religion, social class, wealth, privilege, access, sexual identity, education, and a host of other factors. This life needs people of good will and abiding faith to begin the daily, never-ending work of the controlled burn.

I always wondered why the Church paired this gospel with the other readings for today. They speak of perseverance, as St. Paul says: “Since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us rid ourselves of every burden and sin that clings to us and persevere in running the race that lies before us while keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus.” There is the race: the controlled burn in our lives. It never ends. It is a process that is hard to begin and harder to sustain. Too often the wildfires of life rush upon us, and if we survive, we have the work of rebuilding – if we can.

So? What lies on the forest floor of your life? Make a list. It is a start. It is the gospel.

With the grace of God, may we begin and persevere in the work of controlled burn in our lives that we may burn away our images of who we want God to be, so that we will become who God wants us to be. Then we might just clearly see the Kingdom of God.