The American Way

Yesterday I was upset when I read the account of the deportation of Guadalupe Garcia de Rayos. The ICE enforcers should  be going after major criminals and not soft targets like a woman who has  regularly reported in as she was told to do. It seems as if the agents only want numbers, so they grab the easiest targets – namely, someone’s mother.

This heartless incident made me think of a poem written by Thomas Merton about a young woman from China who made her way into Hong Kong only to be sent back. The poem is entitled A Picture of Lee Ying. Here is part of what he said.

She must go back where she came from no more need be said

Whenever the authorities are alarmed everyone must return to China

We too know all about sorrow we have seen it in the movies

You have our sympathy Miss Lee Ying you must go where we are sorry for your future

Too bad some people get all the rough breaks the authorities regret

Refugees from China have caused alarm

When the authorities are alarmed what can you do

You can return to China

Their alarm is worse than your sorrow

I for one do not agree, if this is the new American way of dealing  with people seeking the life we enjoy.


No, this isn’t about drugs or about being adrift at sea. It is about a wasted week. But, since the particular week hasn’t come yet, I guess it is about a week to be wasted. At least that is what some people might think about my coming week….

First of all, the week in question has one more day than your run-of-the-mill week. My week will has eight full days. Better yet, all eight days will be spent in silence. Literally, yes! No television, smart (or dumb) phone, computer, radio, etc. “So what is it, solitary confinement?” you might ask. Not solitary by any stretch of the imagination. I will have about twenty-five (silent) companions.

So what will be going on? Well, it will be my annual retreat, that is, an eight-day period of prayer and reflection. Glorious! I know that some of you are underlining the word “wasted” in my title – what a way to waste a good week! Really, I can assure you that it is not a waste, but a splurge.

Each and every one of you should think of making one of these retreats even if it is only for one day. It is a time of calm and relaxation for both body and spirit, a time to reassess the past year, a time to check on your character, your habits (good and less impressive), a time to plan what progress you hope to make in the year ahead. It is a time for accountability and calm. A time to contemplate and pray.

While I am at it I promise not to pray only for myself, but also for you because you are part of my past year and will hopefully be part of the year to come. May your hearts be at peace. May a little quiet time enfold you. May your days be straight and your steps secure. So, I will pray for you and hope you pray for me, too.

here is crabby mystic at work...

here is crabby mystic at work…

Blessings all around!

A Wasted Week

O Antiphons for Ordinary Time

During the novena before Christmas the Church has us sing the wondrous O Antiphons. Each one revels in a title of the coming Messiah: Wonder-Counselor, Prince of Peace, etc.

Now Christmas has passed, even the three kings have left “by another route” to return to their own lands. Everything has returned to the regular routine. We are left in awe of the ordinary.

Ordinary Time is the name given to the liturgical periods between major seasons such as Advent, Christmas, Lent, and Easter. I, for one, believe there should be O Antiphons for Ordinary Time. In terms of Jesus’ life, Ordinary Time corresponds to the days, months, and years when Jesus lived simply as “the son of  the carpenter.” Most of our days are filled with the routine and normal. We feel our lives are so ordinary, but really every day is a celebration steeped in the extraordinary. That these days run along in an orderly fashion is about the only ordinary thing about them. They are caught up, as is every other day of redemption, in the sacramental cycle of liturgy and grace – so very out of the ordinary.

Time is the most ordinary and the most extraordinary thing. And so, I’d like to propose O Antiphons for Ordinary Time. Because every single day is a day of grace, we can proclaim: “O, the glory of it! ” Every day is blessed because of our baptism and because it leads us toward the moment of our final summons. “O, the magnificence of so normal a cycle of life and death held together by each blessed breath!”

“O, the service we give to the near and dear, to the lonely and forsaken. Our hearts, our hearths, our time, and our treasure are recklessly spent on those in need of mercy.”

There are also the silent moments and the shared moments, the anxious and the glad moments.

“The great celebration of eternity is wrapped up in each moment of time. For our every ordinary day, O God, we praise you!”


Matthew and Consolation (Mt 5:4)

“Blessed the sorrowing; they shall be consoled.” Sometimes this beatitude is translated: “Blessed those who mourn.” This is the beatitude that enters our conscientiousness whenever we are faced with the death of a friend or loved one. The human heart cannot avoid the sorrow it feels at the prospect of losing someone held dear. And the Lord is confirming our natural reaction: “You will be consoled.” Our sorrow will be turned to joy.

However, unless one is in the midst of a sorrowful time, this beatitude isn’t too consoling. No one looks forward to sorrow or to mourning. We also mourn for other kinds of loss. Sorrow in the sense of regret or penance is not a negative, but a cause of great consolation (all around). The great announcement of Jesus was this: “Reform your lives, the kingdom of God is at hand. Repent!” This is a command that each of us should take seriously. By complying with it we will please Jesus and be worthy of entering his kingdom. Our sorrowing should also extend to all sin, to every sinner, to all social and institutional evil, to all malice, ill-will, scandal, and to every evil, all of which require repentance along with mercy. Those embroiled in any of these things will not necessarily recognize their state or what is happening to others because of their choices. If we do see the error, the sin, we are called to sorrow for it, to mourn it. Allow yourself to be grieved by offense to God, to be moved by the modern Ninevites who don’t know their moral right hand from their left. Take them to heart, suffer for them and with them. In this way you will console the heart of God and be consoled in turn. This is to possess the heart of God.

Among a set of sentences found around the tabernacle in each chapel of the Pauline Family, is one that speaks to this beatitude. It says: “Live with a penitent heart.” In other words, be constantly attentive to the sufferings around you be they an offense of God or simply a breach of good sense. Do not think of this as a morbid sentiment. This kind of sensitivity is beautiful and helps one develop a closeness to the heart of the Lord of Life who went so far as to die for the sins of humanity. In his human nature, Jesus was the great consolation of God.

Matthew and the Blessing of New Life (Mt 5:1-12)

We’re basking in the beauty of the Easter Season which will carry us up to Pentecost. This is where we cash in on the new life won by the Resurrected Christ. At the coming of the Holy Spirit, the faithful yet fearful disciples were filled with courage and even ingenuity. They were literally on fire for the Word. They preached it and they lived it out.

All Christians share in this “Gospel-ness.” We are commissioned by the Holy Spirit just as the first disciples were. We too are to preach the Word, but also to live it. We have to be, if you will, the evidence that the Easter Story is true. One of the best ways to do this is to make a serious effort to live the Beatitudes.

The string of beatitudes as Jesus set them out read as a set of causes and effects, a kind of pact or agreement. It is as if Jesus says, “If you do this, I will make the following promise to you.”

A little note: some folks read these beatitudes as words addressed only to the disciples; others see them as meant also for the other people assembled around for the Sermon on the Mount (or on the Plain). If the translations are correct, Jesus spoke to more than his immediate disciples because he said, “Blessed are they….” None of this speculation is terribly important now because the beatitudes as we read them in Matthew and Luke are directed to us who today are both followers  and disciples. How blessed then are we?

1) If we are poor in spirit, the kingdom, the reign of God, is ours. This promise is not about being a spiritual poor sport, nor about the spiritually disinterested, nor the desperate. Being poor in spirit means the inner core, your very self, your identity is humble, dependent and hopeful in the Lord as that of a child. It means your energy of spirit isn’t claimed as something self-generated. You aren’t a self-made spiritual person, but all is given by God, sustained and claimed by God. Nothing is our own, neither body nor mind, neither soul nor spirit. All is gift.

As the rallying song puts it: “Our God reigns”,  not just in his heaven, but also in and through me. The reign of God is within. “Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth (that is in me and through me) as it is in heaven.”

(To be continued)

Passionate Week

Christ on the Cross by Leon Bonnat, circa 1874

Christ on the Cross by Leon Bonnat, circa 1874

We are between the most tragic and most triumphant days of the liturgical year: the agony and the ecstasy of Christianity. This past Sunday was Passion Sunday. The normally short reading of the Gospel was replaced by the entire account of the last days of the earthly life of Jesus. We followed him from the exuberant entry into Jerusalem when he was hailed as king to his last supper with the disciples, his betrayal, the mock trials, the false testimonies, failure of justice, police brutality, horrifying execution and death. This was the passion of Jesus Christ.

The word itself – passion – conjures intense feeling. It is not necessarily a term used for our thoughts, although one can be intellectually passionate in the pursuit of some truth. When we use the word, passion, we generally apply it to something just slightly over the top, intense, driven. This describes well the feelings accompanying the reading of the Passion account. Those involved in this drama acted on passion: the crowd who chanted his praise in their spontaneous procession into the city; those who shared an intimate meal and pledged to die with him (if it came to that); the one who panicked and made a deal to set himself up; the predetermined judgments based on the lies of false witnesses; the pitiful authorities attentive only to pride and self-preservation; perverted guards too easily worked into a frenzy by their temporary power; the self-righteous leaders who gloated over their victory as one otherwise innocent man “died for the people”; and those same unworthy leaders who demand a squadron of guards to insure their Victim remained dead and buried. These, except when speaking of the fervent welcome of the crowd as Jesus entered Jerusalem, were the evil passions at work in the Passion.

Other passions were in play as well. We see the anxiety of the apostles as Jesus speaks to them during that last meal together, the initial confusion and anger of the man pressed into service to help carry the cross, the resolute strength and devotion of the youngest apostle, John, the uncontrollable weeping of the women along the road and the great sorrow of the woman who walked along beside her son. And Jesus himself was driven by his own passions. They were two: that the Will of his Father be accomplished and that his life be spent entirely for our salvation. Jesus did not only suffer his passion, but he offered his passion. The difference is immense! He came to our world to accomplish our salvation, that is, to bring about the reconciliation of God and the human family, to mend the relationship severed by sin. This he did passionately, freely, intensely, lovingly.

Next Sunday will be Easter, the day of triumph, when the Passion becomes Exultation. We really shouldn’t think of Jesus’ Resurrection as a reward for his suffering. That is short-changing the Event. That perspective is too human. His rising from a real death to new life (Resurrection) is the fulfillment of the restored relationship between God and the human race. In the Risen Jesus, we, fallen humanity, are restored to our rightful dignity as God’s children, destined to eternal life with God.

During this week between the agony of sin and the ecstasy of redemption, let’s think of our response to so gracious a gift. Are the passions I suffer and the passion I feel always directed to my relationship with a loving God in Jesus Christ my Lord?

Matthew and the Message (Mt 4:23 – 5:1-2)

Christ Preaching - Rembrandt

Christ Preaching – Rembrandt

Jesus’ disciples, those first fishers of men were certainly rewarded in what they witnessed early on. Jesus was on a tour of Galilee. He was invited to speak in synagogues, he preached, he cured the sick, and his reputation continued to expand. People from all over the area brought their sick to him and he cured all of them of every kind of malady. Great crowds actually followed him, coming from Jerusalem and all the known locations around, but the fishermen were his men. These were days of euphoria!

The Gospel reads as if all this activity happened in a single day. Matthew says, “when Jesus saw the crowd….” Maybe he was just so preoccupied with all those in need that he didn’t notice the huge following he now had. However, it more likely reads that ‘now that there was such a crowd following him, Jesus went up above them on an elevation and took the opportunity to speak to them.’ It might also be a way of saying that now, as his ministry began, he took the opportunity of this large, docile following to lay out what the kingdom meant. He centered the message on his listeners. He caught them up immediately by telling them what was in it for them, why this was crucial and how it involved them. He laid out what are known as the beatitudes. These are the description of the blessed, the attitudes or keys to the promised kingdom – promised, and in fact, right in their midst. Not solely of the future, but life beginning now.

These statements are so simple and in-your-face that they can actually elude us. They can be read through as if they were only poetic platitudes, or on the contrary, too distant or too difficult to be meaningful in the here and now. The beatitudes are an individual and collective description of membership in the Kingdom. They are a very easy set of guidelines for being a follower of Christ (which by the way is not a passive thing – we can no longer come along for the ride, to enjoy the hype and sympathize with the troubled times). This is us! We are Christ! So the beatitudes, this description set out by Jesus is something very real and very now!

In Matthew every beatitude begins with the word “blessed”, that is, happy with finality. It is not a happiness that is here now and gone tomorrow. This is abiding happiness; this is joy. Not giddy, not untested and unpestered happiness, but enduring, deep, and eternal. It means to have the hand of God resting on you. Here and hereafter are one.

In the real (liturgical) world, we are entering the fifth week of Lent. We are a bit more serious now because next Sunday is Passion Sunday and the climax of the Lenten Season follows. If I may make a suggestion: pick up your Bible and turn to the beatitudes (Mt 5:1-12). Spend a little time reflecting on how the beatitudes define the life of Jesus right up to the Cross, and then how they define your life as well.