Sunday, March 20, 2016

Palm Sunday




The Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
The most horrifying words ever written.

The Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ
The most consoling words ever proclaimed.

On Thursday
we will commemorate the institution
of the great gift of the Eucharist.

On Friday
the Passion will be proclaimed again. 

All will lead up to the joy of the Easter Vigil. 

But today . . .

we are weighed down by the words:

The Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ. 


+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD




Sunday, March 6, 2016

Laetare Sunday (4th Sunday of Lent)

Jos 5:9a, 10-12
Ps 34:2-7
2 Cor 5:17-21
Lk 15:1-2, 11-32

Laetare Jerusalem:
et conventum facite omnes
qui diligitis eam:

Rejoice Jerusalem and all who love her. . .

The designation of laetare comes from the Latin entrance antiphon. It is an important Sunday in the progress of Lent.

In one of his many essays, Jesuit Father Jim Schall wrote, "Laetare Sunday is a respite. It makes us feel the nearness of the Passion and the Resurrection, but with a reminder that even amid the Lenten fast and the coming remembrance of the Crucifixion, we are not to forget that Christianity is a religion of joy."  He goes to explain "Christianity is a religion of joy since it knows this world is not all there is; there is something precious beyond the world."

Today's readings remind us that joy follows sorrow.  The Israelites had reason to rejoice.  After thirty days of mourning Moses’ death, Joshua led them into the land that they had been seeking for forty years. “Today I have removed the reproach of Egypt from you.”  Their punishment had ended. They ate a Passover meal from the produce of their land.  The manna with which God had fed them was no longer necessary.  It never appeared again. 

They were home. 

The parable of the prodigal son is more than familiar.  It is a figure of speech that is used and understood by Christians, non-Christians, and even those atheists who are militantly hostile to all things of faith.  They would most likely be surprised.  It is a challenging parable that is rich with characterization, motive, action, and reaction.  Psychiatrists can have a field day treating this gospel as a case study of personality types, disorders, behaviors, and so on.   

We may see ourselves in the various actors in the drama when we consider the story. Perhaps we want the immediate gratification of the younger son.  "Show me the money NOW."  Maybe we identify with the resentment of the dutiful elder son who perceived that he never had any fun. "He got a goat and clothes and you never even gave me a six-pack of Bud Light."  We may even identify with the man who said, “Sure kid, slop the hogs.  But don’t eat any of the slop.”  We probably all can identify with the prodigal’s regret at having followed a wrong path, at having made some stupid decisions.  Sounds like the sad story of so many who were temporarily flush; the whores and hangers-on were there when the money flowed, but they were gone when the cash dried up. That hasn't changed in millennia.

The importance of the parable, however, is not as a social or psychiatric case study or even as a cautionary tale. It is a case study and a cautionary tale . . . a tale of the depth of God’s mercy.  It reveals God’s forgiveness once we realize that we are sinners in need of forgiveness.

The father loved the son enough to let him go out on his own, well-financed and well-supplied.  The rest was up to the boy.  The son rejoiced in his new freedom.  Finally he could carouse, party, drink, make noise, and sleep around. He did all of the above.  The money went fast.  Only after he scraped rock bottom did he yearn for his father’s love.  Only when broken and wretched did he want to return to the safety of home.  After squandering everything he swallowed his pride.  He admitted his wretched state to himself and made his way back to his father. He was prepared to be treated as one of the hired help rather than a son.  But at least he would be able to eat.  He would be warm.  He would have a place to sleep. The prodigal journeyed toward home unaware that his father was desperate for him to return.  The son had been lost.  He did not know he was about to be found. 

He was home.

As is often the case in Jesus’ parables, the story does not have a neat ending.  There is no resolution or happily ever after.  This parable, like many others, is like seeing two acts of a three-act play. It is as if we discovered that the last chapter of an Agatha Christie who-dunnit had been ripped from the book.   We don’t know how the prodigal son behaved once he was settled and back into the routine.  We don’t know if his angry older brother reconciled with him.  All we know is that his father forgave him.  And welcomed him back.

God endowed us with free will.  He allows us to go out on our own, financed and supplied.  Like the prodigal son we sometimes mess up to the point of desperation and despair.  But like the father in the parable God forgives us and welcomes us back.  He welcomes us back again and again, more effusively than the prodigal’s father.  He welcomes us back when we admit our need for His love, confess our sins, and amend our lives.  For this reason Paul assures us,  “God has reconciled us to himself through Christ and given us the ministry of reconciliation, namely, God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ.”

Laetare Jerusalem. . .
gaudete cum laetitia,
qui in tristitia fuistis

Rejoice Jerusalem . . .
Be joyful all who were in mourning
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Very busy Laetare Sunday.  Sister Brigid phoned at 7 AM.  The priest who generally celebrates the 11:15 Mass was ill.  I have the 9:30 at the assisted living next door.  No problem.  When sister began to apologize, ask if I was sure I assured her of my guiding philosophy.  When I was ordained I received the privilege to celebrate Mass but that does not mean I have the right to ever refuse if I can do it.   The formula changes a little if I have another commitment that cannot be changed or am ill myself (rare).  So, after the 9:30 Mass I had some coffee with residents at the assisted living and then went over to the nursing home.  

Back when I was in junior high school the former St. Ann's Academy, a girl's boarding and day hop school run by the Sisters of Christian Charity had a Laetare Sunday concert by the school orchestra.  I went several times.  Oddly enough, the site of St. Ann's is now the location of Little Flower Manor, run by the Carmelite Sisters for the Aged and Infirm who also established and run the assisted living and nursing home where I was this morning (and every Sunday).  

The photos below continue the tour of Slovenia.  

The first three were taken at the outdoor market in Ljubljana.  It was a short walk from the community to the market.  A question.  You are putting together the ingredient basket for the first round (appetizer) of Chopped.  The following three ingredients are already in the basket.  What are you going to add as the fourth? 

Cheese.


Honey.

Mushrooms.  Love the sign.

And the fourth ingredient is . . . . . . ?

Certainly not flowers, unless they are edible.  And then I'm not too sure. However . . . 


 The day I took these was Mardi Gras.  It was very low key but pleasant.  There were crowds all over the place.  Many, both kiddos and adults, were wearing simple costumes or at least odd-colored hair.  The balloon seller was doing decent business. 

The parade.  It was nice seeing majorettes not showing their navels.

Tivoli Park is a large park in the center of Ljubljana.  It is gorgeous.  I was struck by the man sitting alone.  

There was a small group of cafes with outdoor seating areas on the way to the center.  It was the most direct route from the community to the market.  I took several photos of people sitting at the cafe.  This photo was cropped.  There was another table with two women but also the ugly front end of a car.  He appears to be in a different mood than the man above. 
I like the mostly monochrome and the rope hanging off to the left.

+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Third Sunday of Lent

Ex 3:1-8a, 13-15
Ps 1031-4, 1-8, 11
1 Cor 10:1-6, 10-12
Lk 13:1-9

The narrative of Moses and the burning bush is a familiar one.  It is one of many theophanies, or manifestations of God, in the Old Testament.  It seems a bit odd that Moses has to ask God's name.  The Jewish Study Bible explains that Moses was not raised with his people.  He knew nothing of their religion.  (Kind of like the kids today whose parents are fail to give them any religious instruction.  In this case ignorance is not bliss.)  Moses had to undergo a kind of conversion if he were to become the leader of the people.  Thus we have the somewhat odd name for God, I AM.  The Jewish Study Bible translates the Hebrew as "I Will Be What I Will Be."  It goes on to explain that this means "My nature will become evident from My action."  That translation leaves a lot of questions unanswered.  They are questions that will never be answered. 

The gospel narrative is unique to Luke.  What are we to make of it? 

A number of years ago Rabbi Harold Kushner published the book  When Bad Things Happen to Good People.  I chose not to read it then and have no intention of doing so.  The reason for this decision is that it is arrogant to assume that one can explain the problem of "theodicy," the question of why a loving God permits, allows, or, as some choose to believe, causes evil, disaster, death and suffering.  Theodicy asks "WHY?"  Theodicy shouts the angry WHY? that has circled the globe since God created us.   

One can hear Eve screaming WHY? after Cain killed Abel. 

One can imagine Noah shrieking WHY? when he surveyed the damage after the flood. 

If we listen closely we can hear ourselves groaning WHY? at the illness or death of a loved one, the loss of a home through fire,  or the need to confront mortality  when I realize I am dying. 

Jesus' examples are challenging because there is no historical record to confirm them.  Yes, Herod did evil sadistic things so as to maintain absolute control.  True, towers did collapse and kill people.  But, scholars cannot agree what the Tower of Siloam was.  There is no historical record of a sacrifice of Galileans at worship.  But the examples do illustrate that evil, disaster, suffering, and death happen to both the bad and the good. Indeed, the saying "only the good die young"  is as appalling and inaccurate a rationalization as was ever invented.

Jesus repeats "If you do not repent " twice in this short passage. Though he does not use the word, conversion is implied.  Repentance and conversion are two sides of the same coin.  Repentance is an interior act. Conversion is the exterior change in behavior that grows from repentance.  

In His call to repentance Jesus is echoing the words of the prophets: Amos, Isaiah, Micah, and Ezekiel, each of whom preached repentance for sin and conversion of heart.  Their message was reinforced and amplified by John the Baptist whose baptism was not meant as a cleansing but was to be accompanied by conversion of one's life and action.  Thus Jesus calls us to repent and to open ourselves to the conversion that follows. 

Xavier Leon-Dufour pointed out the uniqueness of Jesus' call to repentance and conversion. "When He called for conversion, Jesus did not make any reference to penitential liturgies and customs.  He distrusted signs that were too showy.  What really counted was the change of heart . . . " 

Will bad things still happen in the world if we repent?  Will we still experience suffering and pain despite conversion of heart? 

Yes. 

The risk is not that bad things will happen to good people.  The risk is the temptation to defiance of and hardness of heart toward God when they do happen.  The risk is the attitude, "God, if you don't shape up I'm shipping out." 

The reading from Paul's Letter to the Corinthians is a problem on at least two levels.  First, it is edited.  Chapter ten, one to six and ten to twelve.  The four missing verses are important. They describe the kind of sin that called down punishment: idolatry, immorality, testing God.  Sounds like twenty-first century American life sex-change surgery, abortion, celebrity worship, and greed.  Second, there is no accounting for the fact  that both those who are good and those who are evil undergo the same tests: suffering, death, and pain.  I'm not sure Job would, or could, have taken much comfort from Paul. 

We will never know WHY bad things happen to good people.  We will never know WHY good things happen to bad people.  That not knowing is a part of the human state.  Faith will temper pain and sorrow. Prayer will soothe the soul a bit.  But in the end we will never know the answer.  Despite this uncertainty we are called to sing with the psalmist in faith and hope,

The Lord is kind and merciful,
He pardons iniquities,
He heals all ills,
He redeems lives from destruction,
He secures justice,

The Lord is truly kind and merciful.

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Jet lag is faded.  I hope.  Just when I thought it was resolved there were a few nights when by 8:00 PM (4:00 AM in Ljubljana) my head looked like a bobble-head doll in a car traveling on the Mass Pike.   

Things continue to look good that I will celebrate Mass and preach on every Sunday of Lent.  In two weeks I go to Regina Laudis for a few days to copy the prefaces and chants I need to learn for the Triduum.  Last year I was trying to learn some of the chants the morning or afternoon of.  I"d rather have the leisure to do that at home so as to enter more comfortably into the magnificent liturgy that extends from Holy Thursday night to the end of Mass on Holy Saturday.  

My classmate Barry who got me started in photography made an interesting observation.  For someone who has said he doesn't do street photography, "you've been doing a lot of it lately."  I guess I have.  Part of the reason is having a very fast lens for night photography.  Had some very good long walks at night in both Ljubljana and Maribor with the camera.  The streets are very safe. The only place I felt as safe on the streets alone with camera equipment late at night was Taipei.  It is hard to do good photography while looking over your shoulder for danger.  Or a mugger. 

I took all of these in central Ljubljana, a very short walk from the community, on Ash Wednesday.  I went into the Franciscan Church.  It was filling up quickly.  

Men going into the Franciscan Church for the imposition of ashes.  The church facade is very brightly illuminated.

The Franciscan Church overlooks the canal that runs through the center of the city.  It extends well past our community.  

An outdoor cafe that is empty but at the ready.  Slovenians eat and drink coffee outdoors in any kind of weather.  I am eager to see what it looks like on a nice summer evening. 

The canal is lined with outdoor eating options.  The top of the Franciscan Church is visible in the background.

Sometimes the outdoor eating area is only a few tables.  The two women on the right had blankets over their legs.  The blankets were supplied by the restaurant.  

The colonnaded area is part of the outdoor market that appears to function daily except for Sunday.  

And empty shop window. 

+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD