The long arc of Salvation

Today we celebrate the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception. It is a very Catholic celebration that is often misunderstood outside Catholicism (and to be fair sometimes among Catholics). In popular culture there are lots of misconceptions about the Immaculate Conception. In TV and movies when the woman wonders how her pregnancy is possible, “it just can’t be…” there is some character who comments, “Oh, another Immaculate Conception?”  But the conception of Jesus in Mary’s womb by the power of the Holy Spirit is referred to as the Virgin Birth. In correctly-expressed Catholic theology, our celebration, the Immaculate Conception refers to the conception of Mary, the one we honor with the title the Blessed Virgin Mary. If you would like to read about the development of the celebration and the dogma of the Immaculate Conception, you can find that information here.

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A map for Advent

Again the voice cries out: “Prepare the way of the Lord” – as it did last year; as it will again. What have you prepared? What will you remember about this Advent? 

Did you know I used to live in Loudoun County back in the 1980s? I owned a home in the hamlet of Paeonian Springs. After growing up in Florida and always living near the ocean, suddenly I was inland and living on the first ridge of the Blue Ridge Mountains. After years of competitive swimming, I was now living in a county that, at that time, did not have a public swimming pool. I needed a new sport.

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What can possibly save us?

The days are coming…[when] Judah will be made safe and Jerusalem shall dwell secure.” Such was the promise of the prophet Jeremiah to the beleaguered people of the City of David under the ominous cloud of war and death – the power of the Egyptian King Neco to the south and the armies of the Babylonian King Nebuchadnezzar to the north and east.  That was then. Where are the prophets now when Jerusalem is a divided city and the missiles of Hezbollah, Hamas and Iran have the City of David within their reach. Are the prophets now replaced by the anti-missile technology of the Iron Dome? The system promises to protect Israel, but it cannot promise to save Israel, to make Jerusalem safe and secure. Continue reading

The Kosmos

Jesus answered, ‘My kingdom does not belong to this world. If my kingdom did belong to this world, my attendants would be fighting to keep me from being handed over to the Jews. But as it is, my kingdom is not here.’” (John 18:36)

I suspect that for most of my life, I have understood Jesus’ words as saying, my kingdom is not in this world, but is in the next; not a matter of earthly concerns, but of heavenly ones. In other words, all this will pass away, and, in the end, there will only be heaven. But then Scripture promises a new heaven and new earth… Turns out the Greek word used, kosmos, includes our traditional understanding of heaven and earth …. hmmm. What to make of “does not belong to this world?”

There is another way to hear and understand Jesus’ encounter with Pontius Pilate. Think about the way we use the word, “world.” If someone wants to talk with me about the finer points of authentic French cooking, I might reply, “Sorry, that’s not my world” can mean anything from not part of my experience, not part of my interests, not something I have time to deal with – and, no doubt, a range of similar meanings. Turns out kosmos, in one of its definitions, means “the order and arrangement of things.” French cooking is definitely not in the order of “my world.”

So, what might Jesus mean? Maybe, Jesus’ words are as simple as this: “Pilate, your world of pax romana is a world where order, your kosmos, are maintained by intimidation, power, and ultimately violence or the threat of retaliatory violence. That is your world, not the world my Father in heaven intended here on earth. If that were my world, then my followers would meet violence with violence.”

In other words, pax Christi will not be achieved by violence. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. understood Jesus’ meaning. He wrote:

The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it. Through violence you may murder the liar, but you cannot murder the lie, nor establish the truth. Through violence you may murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. So it goes. Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. (“Where Do We Go From Here?” as published in Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community?)

That is Jesus’ world – light and love. That is a choice we have as people, as a community, as a nation.

It was the choice given to Francis of Assisi who grew up in a world of Crusades, knights and grand adventure. When Assisi went to war against the city of Perugia over control of the valley land between the cities.  The armies met on the battlefield of Colestrada.  Such was Francis’ world, a world where order and peace were maintained by intimidation, power and ultimately violence. Assisi was roundly defeated, Francis taken prisoner, and spent the next year as a prisoner of war in the dungeons of Perugia. Upon release, Francis’ world began to unravel but he held onto his dream of glory and honor on the field of battle. And soon another occasion arose, another call to the Crusades.

One evening, Francis saw, in a vision, a beautiful palace, and there he saw various suits of armor and a lovely bride. In that same dream Francis was called by name and sensed the promise of all these things. Because war as a means to glory was Francis’ world, he again suited up in armor to join the crusade. On the way to join the gathering army, there was a second dream. Again, the palace appeared, but a voice in the dream asked, “Who can do more for you, the servant or the Lord?” “The Lord,” said Francis. “Then why do you seek the servant instead of the Lord?” Francis then asked: “Lord, what do you want me to do?” God was about to introduce Francis to a whole new world and new understanding of Christ as the King of the kosmos. A world that reflects God’s love, inviting and embracing, forgiving and reconciling, never intimidating, punishing, and resorting to violence.

Years later, the people of the town of Gubbio were beset by a wolf they saw as terrorizing the town, killing its sheep, and becoming the source of ever-growing accounts of a beast who would kill for the sake of killing. In their world, you mounted a hunting party and took the battle to the beast. And they did. Several people lost their lives. At this point, they sent for Francis to come and drive the wolf away.

Intimidation, punishment, banishment, and violence were no longer part of Francis’ world – he had chosen Christ as King and entered a new world. Dialogue, understanding, reconciliation were the tools and not weapons. Francis found the wolf and simply uncovered the reality that the wolf and her family were starving – she-wolf would do what is necessary for her children. The kosmos of the wolf was not much different from that of the townspeople. Francis received the pledge of the wolf to change her way. He received the pledge of the town to care for the family. Francis brought them both into a new world.

Refugee caravans leave Central America. They leave a world of drug and gang violence where intimidation, extortion and murder as the reality of their kosmos They travel across Mexico where intimidation, bribery, and the slow death of a spirit are the reality of their kosmos. They reach the border to find intimidation, the deployment of the mightiest Armed forces in the world, and the gateway to peace and hope closed.  They have to wonder about the world, the kosmos in which they live.

Christ the King does not reign over a kosmos that operated as did Pilate, or young Francis of Assisi. His kingdom is not there. But the Kingdom is in the midst of the world – and each day we choose what world we will live in.  “Who can do more for you, the servant or the Lord?” “The Lord,” said Francis. “Then why do you seek the servant instead of the Lord?” Francis then asked: “Lord, what do you want me to do?”

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr understood: “Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

Christ the King Sunday is a day when we are reminded of the words of Pope Pius XI, who instituted the Solemnity celebration. He said that Christ should reign in our minds, our will, our hearts, and our bodies – in the choices we make. It is a day we ask, “Lord, what you want me to do” as we kneel before Christ the King. The answer will always be to do our part to build the kosmos with truth, light, and love.

This is Christ the King Sunday. Amen.


Image credit: “The Mocking of Christ” | Ciambue, 1290 | Louvre, Paris | PD-US

In the time we are given

Jesus said to his disciples: “In those days after that tribulation the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light, and the stars will be falling from the sky, and the powers in the heavens will be shaken.” (Mark 13:24-25)

Maybe it is as simple as the ever shortened days we live in. Days of diminished light intensity and warmth; days of growing shadows.  The same news seems a little worse. Maybe it is that the news is in fact becoming worse.  That there is a persistent of wintry shadows whose tendrils reach into the recesses of life and imagination.  Shadows that make reading the signs of the times more difficult; that make us wonder if there is a reason for Hope.  Wonder if these are the end of days. Continue reading

Called to notice

Our gospel is known as the story of the Widow’s Mite. As you just heard, a widow donates two small coins, while wealthy people donate much more. A common explanation of the story is that Jesus praises the poor widow and holds her up as an example to us all because she gave “her whole livelihood.” So even though the rich people gave more, it was just for show and only from their chump change. Not the widow, she is “all in” in what she gives to God. The moral of the story is that small sacrifices of the poor mean more to God than the extravagant donations of the rich. And so, I could have a seat at this point, leave you to think about your weekly offering, your Annual Appeal pledge… are you giving chump change, or are your contributing your whole livelihood? I could but there is more here than meets the eye. Continue reading

Love and Commitment

As part of our morning prayer as a community of Friars, we read the names aloud for the friars who passed away on the given day. This weekend marks the 12th anniversary of the passing of one of the true characters and legends of our Franciscan province. Brother Juniper Capece was a friar for 60 years, was our provincial tailor, and was the keeper of many of the stories of the friars – you know, the ones that never get written down, but bring everyone to tears because we are laughing so hard. Continue reading

Kyrie Eleison

Jesus, son of David, have pity on me.” (Mark 10:47)  Chuck Roberts was not an exceptional person – at least not in the way the world would account for such things. He graduated high school, held a number of jobs, saved a little, married, and settled down to have a family. He was laid to rest at age 32 on a gray raining morning. His wife Marie and their two small children stood at the graveside – no money, no insurance, no near-by family. Chuck was the only wage earner. They had never been rich, but now they were on the edge of poor ready to tumble in head first. Continue reading

Grace for the Journey

What is the longest river in the world? Gotta’ be the Nile River, right? It flows 1,700 miles from Khartoum, Sudan to the Mediterranean Sea – and that is just where the White and Blue Niles meet. You can follow the White Nile south to Lake Victoria bordering Uganda… and then the arguments begin on what is the source of any river. Clearly rivers, streams, and the like flow into Lake Victoria – do you get to keep following the water flow? Even as recently as 2006 the geographers and cartographers were seeking the “headwaters of the Nile River.”  The most recent claim is a muddy hole in Nyungwe Forest in southwest Rwanda. The forest area is spectacular, the muddy hole not so much. Personally, I would have taken Lake Victoria as the headwater.  Think about it: a great lake giving greatness to the greatest river. Continue reading

Loopholes or love

A man comes to Jesus seeking answers. The man knows that whatever his appearance on the outside, whatever his faithful and pious life, he’s missing something, something important, something that matters, something that’s a matter of life and death. The man instinctively knows this but is unable to put his finger on it. So he comes to Jesus and asks: “Good teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”  Continue reading