Tuesday, February 21, 2023

Lent Is Not About Weight Loss: Homily for Ash Wednesday 2023

 Fasting, ashes, and sackcloth have signified sorrow, mourning, penitence, atonement, and humility since the Book of Genesis.   We read in the Bible’s opening book how, when Jacob was told that Joseph had been killed by a wild animal he "tore his garments, put sackcloth on his loins, and mourned his son for many days."  In Jonah we learn how, when the prophet proclaimed that which was to befall Nineveh, the people . . . proclaimed a fast  "and all of them, great and small,  put on sackcloth . . . and the king sat in ashes."  And, as we will hear in Sunday's gospel, Jesus fasted for forty days in the wilderness. Only at the end of that time did the evil spirit tempt him. 

 

We are not called to fasting and penance for the sake of fasting and penance.  Fasting is not meant to be its own goal.  If undertaken without the desire for interior conversion or divorced from prayer it is nothing more than Weight Watchers without the points or Oprah's exhortations.  We read in Isaiah:  "This is the fast I desire . . . to unlock the chains of wickedness . . .to let the oppressed go free . . . to share your bread with the hungry . . .  and not to ignore your own kin."  

 

Lent’s fasting, prayer, and alms giving must be accompanied by inner conversion.  In his book God or Nothing  Robert Cardinal Sarah of Guinea wrote: "The relief we must bring to the poor and to afflicted people is not just material but spiritual."  He goes on to quote Pope Francis' exhortation Evangelii Gaudium "I want to say, with regret, that the worst discrimination which the poor suffer is the lack of spiritual care."

 

One proof of that discrimination was obvious in the sins committed by hospital administrators, nursing home administrators, public health officials, and many others, and medical amateurs who forced the critically ill and dying elderly to die alone, terrified, uncomforted by the presence of even one family member at the bedside. How many were deprived of confession, absolution, and last rites for no good reason.  Hysteria and health care do not mix well.  As was true of the prophets before Him,  Jesus' call to conversion and penance is not to be seen only in outward signs such as ashes, sackcloth, and fasting.  

 

All three are hypocritical when divorced from interior conversion, when they are nothing more than a form of virtue signaling.  Lent is not meant to be a season of 'give ups.' It is more important that it be a time for taking on. Taking on extra time for, prayer, reading the gospel, or contemplation.  The time required need not be dramatic.  Ten or fifteen extra minutes are perfectly adequate in the context of overly busy lives.  Our ability and desire to care for others, our willingness to attend to the needs of others, can only grow from prayer and meditation on scripture.  

 

As the late Jesuit Father Stanley Marrow wrote in his commentary on John's Gospel:  ". . . loving with utmost generosity and utter selflessness, even to laying down of one’s life, is not uniquely Christian.  What distinguishes, or must distinguish, Christians is:  when they love, they love as Christ loved them and because he loved them."  

 

Before washing your face tonight look at the smudge of ashes on your forehead, no matter how faint it has become. Ask what it means to you.  What does it mean for the next forty days. And then pray the words of the responsorial psalm, the great Miserere.

 

"A clean heart create for me, O God,
and a steadfast spirit renew within me.  

Cast me not out from your presence 

and your Holy Spirit take not from me.”

Indeed, reciting this psalm—Psalms 51—daily  

for the next forty days

would be a most excellent Lenten practice

that would yield much fruit. 

 

O Lord, open my lips

and my mouth shall declare your praise."


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The photo is from several years ago on Ash Wednesday at Campion Center in Weston, MA.



Sunday, February 12, 2023

A Homily for Physicians at the University of Chicago

 Sirach 15:15-20

 

Many of the novels, memoirs, and scripts written about the world of  physicians, illness, and medicine are schlock.  A small few, however, accurately capture the unvarnished reality of the demands, sacrifices, and pain that are part of a vocation to medicine.  Among this small number is a novel with particular relevance today as the covid pandemic appears to be on the wane.  It is relevant to all of us who have had to cope with the biological, psychological, social and spiritual crises emerging from the covid pandemic.  Written seventy-six years ago it seems prophetic when read in the light of contemporary events. 

 

Albert Camus’ novel, The Plague, should be required reading for anyone studying medicine, practicing medicine, or working in any form of ministry, vocations in which one must confront the most vexing problem in the universe, since Adam and Eve discovered Abel’s lifeless body.

 

Dr. Rieux, the book’s narrator, identified the mysterious infection spreading through Oran as bubonic plague. He approached it courageously and with unflinching commitment to his patients despite his own personal pain. In a scene midway through the book Rieux is speaking with Tarrou, an enigmatic character who became a friend.   

At the end of the long conversation that cannot be summarized easily one reads: 

 

“Tarrou, who was staring at the floor suddenly said, ‘Who taught you all this Doctor?’   

 

The reply came promptly, ‘Suffering.’”

 

If we allow it,--and it is much too easy to run from it--suffering teaches the physician, 

the priest, the patient, and all others. But, it takes time, demands courage, and requires a willingness to recognize and endure one’s own pain, feelings of impotence, and rage, so as to help the one who suffers. None of us, physician, priest, nor anyone else,  

emerges unchanged from the confrontation with suffering, our own suffering and, most particularly, the suffering of our patients in whatever form they experience it.  With time we learn the truth described by Aeschylus, 

 

“He who learns must suffer, 

and, even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget 

falls drop by drop upon the heart, 

and in our own despair, against our will, 

comes wisdom to us 

by the awful grace of God.”

 

Benedictine Basil Cardinal Hume, the late Archbishop of Westminster, England was the son of a physician.  He accurately described the vocational overlap between priest and physician in a short meditation: 

 

“The doctor and the priest have much in common.  Both are concerned with people and their well-being. Our starting points are different but inevitably we discover that our interest converges.  The experience of people tells us, priest and physician, that many are still bewildered, indeed haunted, by the perennial problems of pain, suffering, and death.”  

 

So it was for the characters limned by Camus, and so it is for all of us today as we struggle with the same perennial problems in the aftermath of covid.  

 

Jesuit Father Ned Cassem was Chief of Psychiatry at the Massachusetts General Hospital for thirteen years.  He was the consummate physician. As he had been ill for several years his death on July 4, 2015 was not so much a shock, as it was an opportunity to remember and reflect on the wisdom he imparted through lecture and example. 

 

He was a man with tremendous empathy for, and sensitivity to, the suffering of others, 

Fortunately, throughout his career Ned kept reflections, meditations, and notes in journals as well as on random pieces of paper jammed into file drawers,  The day after his death Barbara McManus, his long-time administrative assistant, thought to email several pages of Ned’s reflections in case I wanted them for the funeral homily.  One page was titled CREED.  Three tenets of creed flesh out Hume’s writing as if Ned were writing midrash: 

 

"As clinicians our responsibility is to always protect the patient."

 

"The secret of care for the patient is caring for the patient."

 

"The core of the doctor's healing role is loving the patient as the doctor loves himself."

 

Cardinal Hume’s wisdom and Father Cassem’s insights  reflect the reading from the Book of Sirach, 

 

“If you choose you can keep the commandments, they will save you.”  

 

“Before man are life and death, good and evil, whichever he chooses shall be given him.”  

 

“No one does God command to act unjustly, to none does he give license to sin.” 

 

Every physician is presented with the option to sin, the option to destroy life that should not be destroyed, and the ability to desecrate and mutilate the human body—surgically, endocrinologically, and psychiatrically—in ways and for reasons unimagined in the past.  

 

In December the Massachusetts Supreme Court once again rejected legalization of physician-assisted suicide.  It was not the first time the ban was upheld.  Unfortunately, there will be other attempts to normalize the planned and intentional killing of the sick and elderly. 

 

We all experience, however fleetingly,  the thought of killing a suffering patient during our careers. Not all thoughts, however, should be put into action. Robert Twycross founder of Sir Michael Sobel House, a hospice in Oxford, England.  strenuously opposed euthanasia.  He wrote: “Any physician who has never considered killing a suffering patient is either very new to the profession or singularly lacking in empathy.” He then went on to explain why what is now being euphemistically called physician-prescribed death must not be an option for us.  

 

Both priests and physicians suffer in concert with the patient, it cannot and must not be otherwise, unless, as suggested by Dr. Twycross they are totally devoid of empathy. Each must confront  the awful and angry one-word protest  “WHY?” A protest raised by the patient as well.  Each may nurture the desire to end the perceived meaninglessness STAT. Each looks toward the heavens and screams that same WHY? But the answer never comes. The answer never will come.   As physicians we can only slog away, trying to diminish suffering as much as we can, in whatever manner we can,  and when we can, patient by individual patient.  

 

In his 1984 encyclical, Salvifici Doloris St. John Paul II wrote that: “(suffering)  is a universal theme that accompanies man at every point on earth: . . . it co-exists with him in the world, and thus demands to be constantly reconsidered.”  He went on: “Man suffers in different ways, ways not always considered by medicine, . . . Suffering . . .  is wider than sickness, more complex . . . more deeply rooted in humanity itself. A certain idea of this problem comes to us from the distinction between physical suffering and moral suffering.”  Camus outlined and elaborated on that distinction throughout his novel in ways too complex to summarize.  

 

Neither physician nor priest can answer the WHY? of suffering but each is obliged 

to offer understanding and care rather than death to the one who suffers, each is obliged to share in the patient’s burden in whatever way possible.  Hippocrates’ classic injunction is succinct:  “To cure sometimes, to relieve often, to comfort always.” The ministerial and medical interlace at “to comfort.”   

 

Just as the plague in Oran was being declared over and just before the city gates were set to open, Tarrou died of an atypical presentation of plague. Rather than send his friend to the hospital upon the appearance of the first symptoms, and knowing the inevitable outcome if it truly were plague, Rieux, with the help of his mother, kept him in his own home. The description of Tarrou’s death is a very difficult part of the book to read.  In just a few words, Camus summarized the suffering that accompanies physicians throughout their lives, the suffering that returns,  even deep into retirement, when memories arise unbidden.   He wrote: “The doctor could not tell if Tarrou had found peace, now that all was over, but for himself he had a feeling that no peace was possible to him henceforth, any more than there can be an armistice for a mother bereaved of her son or for a man who buries his friend.”

Midway through a conversation with my consultation fellowship director a few weeks before he dropped me off at the novitiate in Boston, Jesuit Psychiatrist George B. Murray asked “What’s my favorite prayer?”  I admitted I had no idea.  He spun the chair around, reached into a file drawer, and pulled out a wrinkled paper.  It was my first exposure to a prayer that I would come to say daily.  

 

The Prayer for Generosity attributed to St. Ignatius of Loyola is a fitting and necessary prayer for physician, priest, and indeed, anyone in health care. 

 

O Lord, teach me to be generous

To serve you as you deserve

To give and not to count the cost

To fight and not to heed the wounds

To toil and not to seek for rest 

To labor and not to ask for reward

Save that of knowing I do your holy will

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Gave this at the University of Chicago to physicians and med students.  It was a good experience.  Got to catch up with friends while there.  Just back this AM and crashed.  Thus the late post.  


Fr. Jack, SJ, MD

Saturday, February 4, 2023

Salt of the Earth: Homily for the 5th Sunday in Ordinary Time

 Is 58:7-10

Ps 112:4-5, 6-7, 8-9

1 Cor 2:1-5

Mt 5:13-16

 

Something important is missing from the first reading.  That something is the first six verses of Isaiah chapter 58.  It is unfortunate because those verses put the reading into its proper context and reminds us that human nature and human behavior have not improved over the millennia since Isaiah was written.  

 

The prophet denounced the people  in the missing verses not because they had adopted pagan customs but because they enacted religious practices, such as fasting, prayer, and penance, insincerely without true conversion of heart.  They were in fact hypocrites.

 

The Jewish Study Bible comments on the first six verses of the chapter by noting  the people observed rituals such as fasting not out of true devotion but for their own benefit.  People prayed for divine intervention in their quarrels against each other rather than praying for others.'  Isaiah denounced the people because they fasted and did penances so as to manipulate God into giving them what they wanted. The reading only makes sense if one knows the first six verses  because, after criticizing the people Isaiah instructs them on proper action.  

 

Fasting does not mean starving one's body.  That's dieting or anorexia.  True fasting means sharing what one has with others and thus having less for oneself.  Humility is not bragging about one's inadequacies.  True humility means quietly doing what needs to be done without a public show of it.

 

"You are the salt of the earth.  But if salt loses its taste, with what can it be seasoned?"  Jesus' image of 'the salt of the earth' is part of common English usage.  It is a compliment to the person described as such.  It means a good or worthy person, a person who places the needs of others first.  Describing someone as salt of the earth implies actions free of underhanded dealings or shady behaviors that mostly benefit oneself. 

 

Salt is critical to life. It preserves food, and adds exquisite flavor to it.  Indeed, without salt some foods are inedible.  Unsalted pretzels are an abomination and unsalted potato chips violate basic laws of the universe.  But add a few grains of salt and flavor explodes.  Salt’s importance to the normal functioning of the human body can never be overestimated.

 

The second part of Jesus' saying about salt is not easy to interpret.  "If salt loses its taste, with what can it be seasoned?"  How can salt lose its taste?  

 

Thanks to my maternal grandmother I pondered that point until my mid-20s when I got the answer.  Grandma came to dinner every Sunday.  Almost every week she would announce,  "They don't make salt as salty as they used to." That didn't make sense to my sixteen year-old mind, though I didn't know why. 

 

Flash forward to my fifty year-old self helping my eighty-three year-old mom make dinner.  "You didn't add enough salt to the mashed potatoes.  And remember, they don't make it as salty as they used to."  (OK, count to ten.  She is your mother).  By then I’d had thirty-five years of medical training  behind me. Her complaint about lack of saltiness made sense, not because the anonymous "they" or the Morton family had messed with salt.  She had changed. 

 

Salt does not lose its flavor, unless it is cut with something or not enough is added in the first place.  Aging changes our ability to perceive or taste saltiness. Salt is as salty as its always has been. However, with age, especially after seventy-five, the tongue is less able to detect and taste salt. What seems to be salted just right to an 85 year-old may be experienced as a salt lick by a 30 year-old.

 

Just as salt cannot lose its flavor unless something is done to cut it putting a light under a basket, makes no sense. In telling us, "your light must shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your heavenly Father."  Jesus reinforced Isaiah's instruction, "If you remove from your midst oppression, false accusation and malicious speech; if you bestow your bread on the hungry and satisfy the afflicted; then light shall rise for you in the darkness, and the gloom shall become for you like midday."

 

Jesus said, "I am the light of the world . . . whoever follows me will have the light of life."  Our vocation is to have that light and reflect it to the world, not through what we say but through what we do and how we do it. Jesus, light of the world, and true salt of the earth, guides, preserves, purifies and protects us, just as salt preserves food and protects it from contamination, just as light shows us the way.  We cannot afford to lose our taste for the salt that is the Word of God or to allow it to diminish as we age.  

 

Ultimately, we pray with St. Paul, 'that our faith might rest not on human wisdom 

but on the power of God.' 

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Photography allows a degree of being whimsical when desired.  I took these in Sevenhill, South  Australia during the tertianship long retreat.  One of the best experiences in the Society.  





Fr. Jack, SJ, MD