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Friday, April 30, 2021

Know Him And Know The Way

We can spend a lot of time with someone without really hearing that person, or without mulling over what he or she says.  Even after spending so much time with people, we can even miss important truths about others, even about those we love very much.  

Jesus told His disciples where He was going they knew the way.*  He had been teaching them the way through how He lived his life.  He had taught them that unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains a single grain, but if it dies, it yields a rich harvest.**  

Jesus is the grain of wheat.  To yield a rich harvest to the glory of His Father in Heaven, He laid down his life with much love for us.  Jesus showed His disciples that the way is not to remain a single grain, but that the way was to die to oneself so as to live for others.  

Thomas expressed confusion, saying the disciples did not know where He was going, so how could they know the way?*** He took literally Jesus’ word.  Thomas had much reason to look for the figurative given Jesus' style.  In missing His meaning, Thomas missed Jesus.  

Jesus explained He is The Way, The Truth and The Life.****  The Way to the Father is through Jesus.  As we embrace Jesus, we accept the sacrifices we have to make to live in love.  Jesus told Saint Faustina He is love itself;***** The Way to Heaven is through Jesus, by living in love.  

If we know Jesus, we know love.  When we welcome Jesus into our hearts, we welcome love into our hearts.  As we listen to Jesus, to the Word of God, we are led into The Way to God Our Father. If we pay attention to Jesus, we find in Him The Way to eternal life.  

* John 14:4 

** John 12:24 

*** John 14:5 

**** John 14:6 

***** Diary of Saint Faustina, 1074.

Monday, December 28, 2020

Know How To Save A Life

WARNING: This blog post contains major spoilers for the film "It's A Wonderful Life."  


Gratitude leads us to prayer, which can help avoid disaster.  If we just realized the power of prayer, God could save us from so much.  And yet when we go through dire circumstances, we would do well to remember that Jesus suffered infinitely more than we ever have or ever will.  Knowing He is with us in our suffering, we can be encouraged in our faith, to pray boldly, with much gratitude.  


Receiving encouragement to gratitude and prayer, last night some of the other monks and I watched the 1946 film "It's A Wonderful Life."  Many know the film, and rightly so, as a call to gratitude, for those in our lives, for the many opportunities to love our neighbor.  However, in recent years I've come to see it also as a call to prayer.  


At the beginning of the film, celestial beings are discussing the plight of George Bailey, the main character in the film, who lives in the fictional town of Bedford Falls.  They are considering his current circumstances because so many people are sending up prayers for him.  They call Clarence, a junior angel, to familiarize him with George and his life before they send Clarence down to help George.  


Clarence learns that George has helped many people in life-altering, even life-saving ways.  George saved his younger, eight-year-old brother Harry from drowning.  Not too long later, he prevented his boss, the druggist Mr. Gower, from accidentally poisoning a young boy.  When George's father passed away, George postponed his plans to travel around the world so he could take over the Bailey Building and Loan Company, so that working-class people in town could get loans so they could live in respectable homes; if George had left, then the greedy Mr. Potter, the richest man in town, would have gotten rid of the Bailey business, forcing people to live in substandard housing.  Once Harry returned from college, he was married, with a lucrative job offer from his new father-in-law, so he didn't take over the Building and Loan Company.  George once again felt stuck, but in time he married beautiful, devoted Mary, and with more time, they had four kids.  


Coming to the end of the present day in the film, we find ourselves just before Harry's return home from the Second World War.  At that point, George's Uncle Billy misplaced eight thousand dollars, which would be over one hundred thousand dollars today.  George went home to Mary and his children, and was so disturbed that when he rushed out of the house, Mary picked up the telephone to alert many people that George was in trouble.  Her children were already gathered around her, asking her if they should pray for their father.  Their mother Mary replied that, yes, they should pray very hard.  George was so distraught that he was seriously considering committing suicide, and so Clarence is sent to save George.  


George discontentedly mutters that it would have been better if he had never been born.  Clarence consults with his superiors, and George's wish is granted.  Clarence shows George what would have happened if he had never been born.  


First he sees that his favorite neighborhood bar, where his friends had gently and tenderly cared for him, has become a business where his one friend Nick now works as a cold, heartless, cruel bartender.  In walks Mr. Gower, who, George learns, spent twenty years in prison, since George wasn't there to prevent him from inadvertently poisoning the young boy.  

Once he gets back to the center of town, George sees the town has been transformed for the worse.  It's no longer called Bedford Falls; now it's Pottersville, since Potter has totally taken it over.  Not only is the Building and Loan Company long gone, but debauchery is rampant; as George looks on, one of his former childhood friends, now belligerent and combative, is being dragged into a police vehicle.  He hails the cab his former friend Ernie is driving; once he's in it, Ernie tells him he's living in a slum, since the lovely home George had made possible through his loan has never existed.  Later George learns Uncle Billy was committed to an insane asylum when he lost his business.  His own mother doesn't recognize him since she never gave birth to him; she is cold and hardened, with none of the warmth and tenderness he had formerly received from her.  


Retreating from the center of town, George goes out and attempts to see the numerous homes he had made possible, which, of course, are not there; instead he finds a cemetery.  In it he sees the grave of his brother Harry.  George declares it's a lie, that Harry Bailey went to war, shot down two enemy planes that were about to crash into two transports, and thus saved many lives.  Clarence explains that Harry wasn't there to save them, since George hadn't been there to save Harry.  Then Clarence says to George, "You see, George, you really had a wonderful life."  Still George persists; he urges out of Clarence the whereabouts of Mary, whom he finds, and who, of course, also does not recognize him.  George rushes back to the bridge where he had been considering committing suicide, but now he is begging God, earnestly telling God that he wants to live again, desperately imploring God to let him live again.  Grateful, George is restored to life.  


We can fail to appreciate God's many blessings.  We can focus on what we don't have instead of what do we have.  Yet when we pay attention to what we do have, then we are grateful.  


Gratitude gives birth to generosity.  Gratitude feeds compassion.  If we are grateful, we'll take care of those in our lives.  When others are in need, since we are grateful, we'll help them.  


To recognize the need of another person, we need to keep our eyes open.  Then we need to embrace the duty of the present moment.  


I have learned these lessons in tragic ways.  Ten years ago I was in a park with a group of friends.  At one point I was walking along with Bob, who was the friend of a friend.  He was silent.  I asked him how he was.  Literally, never at any other point in my life have I ever felt such unspoken darkness from another human being.  He did not reply.  A few days later I heard that he had committed suicide.  


In the many e-mails that were exchanged in our social circle as we struggled with the reality that Bob had taken his own life, a friend of mine asked, "Where was Clarence?"  He was referring to the guardian angel in the movie "It's A Wonderful Life," who appeared to save George Bailey from committing suicide.  I sent a group e-mail to those in our social circle, pointing out that in that movie, many people were praying for George.  In contrast, I asked how many of us had been praying for Bob before he committed suicide.  A crowd was storming Heaven on behalf of George Bailey because his wife Mary had urged them to pray for him; I had reason to know that Bob was in trouble, but I did and said nothing.  


On the Feast Day of the Guardian Angels, back on October 2 this year, this blog post had occurred to me, yet I said nothing.  Now I am conveying it to you.  Yes, there are angels.  Yes, they have jobs to do.  We also have jobs to do.  One of our jobs is to pray.  Prayer is power.  Power is exerted when it is used.  If you don't use your hand to pick up a telephone off of a table, it remains on the table; if someone else doesn't come along and hand it to you, you won't get it.  If you don't pray, and if no one else does, no request is made.  


We are called to care for each other, including by praying for each other.  We are not without models to follow.  Jesus came and cared for us.  We follow Him by caring for each other.  


Some of us could point out that we have not been well taught in caring for each other since we have not had exemplary families.  Earlier this year I met a woman who asked me how to cope with a parent who inflicted trauma and who continues to inflict trauma.  Twenty years ago when I made a new friend, she told me that as a young girl, she watched until her father beat her mother until her mother was bloody.  


Yet when we have been mistreated, we do well to keep in mind that often those who have abused others were themselves gravely injured.  A couple days ago I received a letter from someone I met years ago.  Back soon after I met him, repeatedly I heard that he hit his cohabitant very hard.  Then in this letter from him last week, he told me that he is still grappling with the reality that his father killed his mother.  


Knowing of his emotional and psychological wounds, I became compassionate toward him.  Learning of his deep scars, I was brought out of myself and into communion with him.  


We are called to solidarity with our neighbors in their suffering.  They are not to be left alone, and we must remember we are not alone in our tribulations, when we feel tortured and agonized.  In Jesus, Mary and Joseph we not only find our models.  In them we also find spiritual family members who share and feel our pain because they too felt such anguish.  


In Mary, Joseph and all the Saints, we find our spiritual family members who are waiting for us to call out.  If we simply ask them to intercede with Our Father in Heaven and with His Son Jesus, they will pray for us and thus show us the love they have for us as our spiritual family members.  


A couple days ago we celebrated the Feast of the Holy Family, the family of Jesus, Mary and Joseph.  That day at Mass we heard of Mary and Joseph taking Jesus to the Temple to present Him to the Lord God.  At the Presentation, Simeon, an elderly devout man, prophesied that Jesus was destined for the fall and the rise of many, and that a sword would pierce Mary's soul too.*  A sword pierced Mary's soul partly because her Son, though he would never sin, was put to death.  He was condemned to death although He was innocent.  


Jesus stands with those who are murdered yet are guiltless.  Today we honor the Feast of the Holy Innocents, those boys two years old and younger in Bethlehem, who King Herod ordered murdered, as he attempted to wipe out Jesus, who had been born in Bethlehem, The One who would become King.**    


It is often asked how God can exist when innocent people are victims of tragedies.  When we are crying out in disbelief over how God can allow such catastrophes to occur, let us not doubt the love of God.  God let His own innocent Son die.  God let His guiltless Son die to save us, because God infinitely loves us.  God loves us limitlessly because God made an infinite sacrifice for us: God, the Divine, is infinite; God sacrificed His Son, who is Divine and thus infinite, for us; God's sacrifice for us is infinite and never-ending.  


God's love is greater than any catastrophe that befalls us.  The Holy Innocents died as King Herod ordered their massacre.  God gives us free will.  Unfortunately, some people misuse the free will God has given us.  God takes the risk, that free will might be used inappropriately, because God loves us.  Love does not force itself on another.  


God also takes the chance of the improper use of free will because tremendous good can ultimately come out of this situation.  Here we delve into mysteries which will not be fully revealed to us this side of Heaven.  For now we are called to trust that through these perilous waters we will be strengthened.  Now we see what we are; what we will be has not yet been revealed to us.***    


In the end it comes down to what we believe.  Belief is crucial.  What you believe determines what you pray.  What you pray decides the result.  We reap what we sow.  


When we fail to pray, tragedy unfolds.  By contrast, we avert tremendous suffering when we pray.  


In our prayer, or lack of prayer, we determine the course of events.  Simply in being grateful, we are transformed.  Having become grateful, we are more likely to pray.  Being more prone to pray, we are more likely to be turning to God in all circumstances, including in rather trying situations.  Turning to God, and enlisting others to petition God, together through our prayer God delivers us.  God transforms the world through our prayer.  


* Luke 2:22-35 

** Matthew 2:16 

*** 1 John 3:2 

Thursday, October 1, 2020

Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit

Blessed are the poor in spirit.*  If we are poor this way, God lives in us.  God is all we need, and we have all we need.  Satisfied, we rest content and glory in our littleness, since through it God is glorified.  

Today at Mass we heard the testimony of Job.  As we well know, Job had lost everything.  As we are less aware, Job was dwelling in that place of confidence in God, even in the midst of disaster.  

Job seemed to have nothing.  Having lost all that could be seen, Job faced the most fundamental choice.  Embracing his nothingness, his inability to help himself, Job expressed his assurance as he adored God.  

Sure of who God is, Job proclaimed, "I know my Redeemer lives."**  Even in the midst of what seems to be total loss, Job declared his unshaken faith in God.  

Today at Mass, Father Cyprian said that Job lived in spiritual poverty, just as did Saint Therese of Lisieux, whose feast day we celebrate today.  Both realized in darkness, we are blessed if we are poor in spirit.  

For months at the end of her life, Saint Therese of Lisieux related the darkness that mocked her, telling her after death it would be still darker.  Yet Therese, in her littleness, went on in faith in God.  

God calls us to embrace our littleness.  Therese went further, writing, "What pleases Him is that He sees me loving littleness and poverty."***  As we find ourselves poor, we can love how we must rely on Him.  

If we love how God made us, poor and little, we embrace the will of God.  If we welcome what others might see as only tragic events, we can ever more become the children trusting in God He made us to be.  

In the midst of the coronavirus, beset by fire, we can accept what our present circumstances have to teach us.  Like little children, we can trust that Our Father is loving us, since He is love.****  

* Matthew 5:3 

** Job 19:25 

*** "The Story Of A Soul," Saint Therese of Lisieux.   

**** 1 John 4:8,16 

Friday, April 10, 2020

Do Not Remain A Single Grain

We are getting challenged in these current days of the coronavirus.  We are being called to die to our conceptions of what we think our lives are supposed to look like.  

Why are we so constrained right now?  We are presented with opportunities at every moment in our lives.  We are to pray always*, including right now.  


One night nearly two thousand years ago, an innocent man knew His life on this earth was about to come to an end.  He cried out to Our Father in Heaven, "If it is possible, let this cup pass from me."**  Moments later, he prayed, "Father, if it is not possible that this cup pass without my drinking it, your will be done!”***  


We do not have a High Priest who is unable to sympathize with us as we are in the midst of our current trials.****  Let us not forget that He suffered too.  And keep in mind He is with us in our angst.*****  We too should voice our agony to God.  And then we should turn ourselves over to Him.  


Having turned Himself over to the Father, Jesus was put to death on The Cross.  He knew His sacrifice was not hollow.  Whenever someone sacrifices with love, the effort is not wasted.  He died so that we could have life.  Through Him, we have life, and have it abundantly.******  


Unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains a single grain, but if it dies, it yields a rich harvest.*******  Through His death and resurrection, much life was brought into the world.  


After voicing our current anguish, we can turn ourselves over to God.  In these days now, we too can let new life emerge through us.  


* 1 Thessalonians 5:17 

** Matthew 26:39 
*** Matthew 26:42 
**** Hebrews 4:15 
***** Matthew 28:20 
****** John 10:10 
******* John 12:24 

Friday, April 10, 2015

Give Thanks Always

Recently I was walking along a path here at the hermitage.  About one hundred feet ahead of me I saw a deer, who seemed to notice me at roughly the same time.  He pranced swiftly, yet apparently with little effort, for he was gracefully moving and smoothly advancing in his path.  After a moment I realized that he was heading toward a brick wall, about four feet high.  For a person running such a wall as this would be an obstacle.  Yet I knew this buck would have no trouble scaling this wall.  In light of how it would be so difficult for a human being, I knew it would be remarkable, this physical feat I was about to behold.  Without breaking its stride, the deer leapt in a single bound up onto the grassy ground which began at the top of the wall.  In this seamless motion he continued taking his flowing steps.  I was grateful to God for such beauty in his creatures.  

With a bit more time, however, I meditated further upon what we have from God, namely, everything that is, which consequently includes much which seems less pleasant.  We see creatures which we do not appreciate as much.  We hear how others suffer.  We ourselves feel pain.  Do we thank God when we look upon things which are not our favorites?  Are we thanking God when we are undergoing tribulations?  Everything we encounter and experience presents an opportunity to draw closer to God.  When we feel challenged, we are called to grow, to become more than we have been.  We may, indeed often we do, wish to avoid such challenges, but to do so is often to turn from the invitation to evolve and, with God's help, to become capable of more than we had thought possible.  

When we let God work through us, He displays marvelous creations through us... yet often we choose to remain in our suffering rather than embrace it so that through it God can transform us into something wonderful.  Even under excruciating conditions, we are offered chances in which we can choose to learn.  Lessons await us in circumstances which seem dark and pointless.  Although at such times in our lives, little seems to make sense, at such junctures, if we can recognize and embrace the invitations for growth, wondrous landscape lies ahead beyond what initially seems to be too much for us.  

If we take such leaps of faith in God, after a time, we come to realize that through the trials we have been enduring, and the attendant pain we have been feeling, God has been calling us to be more than we have been.  We rest in the comfort of this reassuring knowledge, having been helped to see that He loves us as a Father and as a Mother, blessing us at all times, displaying wonderful sights in front of us at certain points, and at others depriving us of comforts.  As a parent is at times tender and at other times stern, so God is with us, presenting us with circumstances which are all gifts, which are to be for our benefit.*

Once we realize that God not only is with us always, but ceaselessly waits for us, patiently, and guides us for our benefit, even when it does not seem at first to be so, with time we will come to be more and more grateful to Him.**  Knowing that He works all things for our good, we come to thank Him more and more often.***  Under more and more types of situations, we render Him more and more praise and thanksgiving.  Eventually we should be thanking Him always for everything.****  Thus rejoice always.*****  This is Heaven.  

* Hebrews 12:3-11.  
** Matthew 28:20.
*** Romans 8:28. 
**** Ephesians 5:20. 
***** Philippians 4:4. 

Friday, March 13, 2015

Assurance Of Love

Recently at Mass we heard the Gospel reading of the return of the Prodigal Son, from Luke 15:11-32.  Since it is a good reminder of the expression of God's steadfast love for us, here it is: 

Jesus said, “A man had two sons, and the younger son said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of your estate that should come to me.’  So the father divided the property between them.   

After a few days, the younger son collected all his belongings and set off to a distant country where he squandered his inheritance on a life of dissipation.  When he had freely spent everything, a severe famine struck that country, and he found himself in dire need.  So he hired himself out to one of the local citizens who sent him to his farm to tend the swine. And he longed to eat his fill of the pods on which the swine fed, but nobody gave him any.  

Coming to his senses he thought, ‘How many of my father’s hired workers have more than enough food to eat, but here am I, dying from hunger.  I shall get up and go to my father and I shall say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.   I no longer deserve to be called your son; treat me as you would treat one of your hired workers.”’   

So he got up and went back to his father. While he was still a long way off, his father caught sight of him, and was filled with compassion. He ran to his son, embraced him and kissed him.  His son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you; I no longer deserve to be called your son.’  But his father ordered his servants, ‘Quickly bring the finest robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.  Take the fattened calf and slaughter it. Then let us celebrate with a feast, because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; he was lost, and has been found.’ Then the celebration began. 

Now the older son had been out in the field and, on his way back, as he neared the house, he heard the sound of music and dancing. He called one of the servants and asked what this might mean. The servant said to him, ‘Your brother has returned and your father has slaughtered the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.’   

He became angry, and when he refused to enter the house, his father came out and pleaded with him.  He said to his father in reply, ‘Look, all these years I served you and not once did I disobey your orders; yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.  But when your son returns who swallowed up your property with prostitutes, for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’  He said to him, ‘My son, you are here with me always; everything I have is yours.  But now we must celebrate and rejoice, because your brother was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.’”

In the parable, the father represents God.  The younger son is a person who ignores God's will and goes off and seeks pleasures for himself or herself.  The elder son is someone who has been faithful to God for years.  When the younger son asks for his share of the inheritance, the father gives it.  That is to say, God gives us our freedom; he gives us free will.  He lets us do as we please.  When we come back to Him, even after years of focusing on our own pleasures, God gladly welcomes us.  The elder son, that is, the faithful servant of God, might be resentful of joyous celebration of such events, after having been so dutiful for so long.  God and the angels in Heaven celebrate at such a marvelous, wonderful turn of events: he or she who was once lost, is now found.  Someone who used to be concerned so much with his or her own pleasure, is now much more concerned with serving God and his or her neighbor. 

Although I don't feel like I particularly identify with the elder son in the story, when we were listening to this Gospel reading that day during Mass, my tear ducts opened when I heard the father in the story say, "Son, you are always with me.  All that is mine is yours."  Even though I don't especially feel that the elder son in this parable resonates with me, I think that I felt so touched by these words because the words still speak to me.  Furthermore, I believe I had that emotional reaction because of who in the story was speaking them.  I was interpreting them as God's message to each one of us, and, consequently, to me.

I write this blog post from a position of relative comfort with my vocation, with my calling to the monastic life.  I know, both intellectually as I evaluate my reasons for beginning a postulancy, as well as spiritually, just in terms of how my spirit feels nourished and warmed in being here, that I have discerned well my decision to live a monastic life here.  However, already during my postulancy, there have been periods when I have felt spiritually dry.  At times God has seemed to be not close to me.  Sometimes I have prominently felt deprived of the spiritual nourishment and encouragement and guidance from the Holy Spirit which I felt on previous visits here.  Thus when I heard, in this Gospel reading, that God is always with me, and that everything He has is mine, I knew that God has been assuring me of His presence and warmth and love and guidance, even when He has seemed far from me. 

I also thought of this Gospel reading in another significant way in the last couple of weeks.  Although I don't focus on the interpersonal conflict between the two brothers in this story when I hear it or read it, I think that the dynamic between them can exist to various extents in any interpersonal relationship.  We are always at risk of becoming jealous of others, rather than sharing in the joy of their triumphs, whether it be their realizing their true vocation, or their overcoming a personal challenge.  We always have the choice of insisting on our own perceptions of a situation, rather than trying to view circumstances from their point of view.

Accordingly, I felt a certain choice I recently had to make was clear.  During Lent, we offer additional prayers.  Thus in Lent we meet in the church on Sunday evenings and say Compline, which we normally don't practice in our recitation of the Liturgy of the Hours.  Just before Compline starts, here at the hermitage there is a brief reading about the lives of some of the Desert Fathers.  Normally the novice monk here at the hermitage reads this excerpt, but on this one particular night he wasn't going to be present, so he charged me with selecting and reading a quotation.  In looking through the book before Compline, given the interpersonal tension we had just reviewed in the Gospel reading of the return of the Prodigal Son, I immediately chose the following reading when I came across it.

Two brothers would often argue.  Finally, one of them said, "What are we going to do?  We are always arguing."  The other replied, "I know what we will do.  From now on, I will argue your side, and you will argue my side."  They followed this practice for the rest of their lives. 

- paraphrased from "By Way of the Desert: 365 Daily Readings"
compiled and modernized by Bernard Bangley