Think about those times in your life when you have felt inspired to something really great. Where does that inspiration come from?
The Holy Spirit. God inspires us to do great things with our lives.
----Matthew Kelly
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Finding Peace and Joy in the Midst of Rejection
Rejection. Paul and Barnabas were thrown out of the city because of their preaching. They were rejected by their own people, so they turned to the Gentiles who drank up all they said and relished that the tables had turned- they now had a chance at salvation if they truly believed that Jesus died for our sins and that he rose-just like Scriptures said He would.
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I Will Try Again
When I walked into the Adoration Chapel the Thursday following
Easter Sunday, I was struck by how differently things looked after being
covered up with purple cloth. The white on the Virgin Mother statue seemed
whiter, with the blue rosary draped around her seeming to be bluer. Jesus on
the cross appeared to be more life-like. This is the same crucifix that I
looked at in my parish while growing up, so it's very familiar. Even so, his
face looked as if he could come to life at any minute. The harder I stared, the
more life-like it became. I thought of the disciples locked away, scared of
what was going to happen to them. I can imagine his head straightening and I
have to admit that I am just a tad bit frightened until I hear the words "Do
not be afraid. I am with you." It is then that I can actually
feel his presence.
The blood on his knees and feet seem more pronounced. I can almost
see the blood dripping from his feet. In fact, I would swear that I see it
dripping.
And then I get sidetracked. I make the mistake of looking at my
phone for the time and see a message. That leads to another thing, and I've
lost this state of mind I was in.
I didn't take any reading materials with me this time. My plan was
to just sit, be still, and listen. I failed miserably, but it's okay. I had a
few minutes of that deep state of mind with Jesus. It's a start. Next week I'll
try again. I'll turn my phone off (or leave it in the car) and not worry about
the time. I'll gaze at Jesus' precious wounds and imagine what it must have
been like to be with him on his journey to the cross. I'll know that he
forgives me for my short attention span. I know that he will still be here,
waiting for me.
32nd Sunday in Ordinary Time: Don't Miss the Point
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I didn't read the Readings before going to Mass this week...and I didn't take notes during the Homily. Let's just say I'm winging it!My impressions: During the 1st Reading (2MC 7:1-2, 9-14), my heart went out to those 7 brothers. What faith they had! You would have thought that since "...the king and his attendants marveled at the young man's courage..." he would have shown some mercy on the other brothers, but that didn't happen. All just because they didn't want to eat pork??? Those were some rough times to live in, weren't they?
During the homily, Father mentioned that Maccabees is one of the books in the bible that protestants left out of their versions, because it deals with the after-life. He said that when he was having a conversation with a protestant, he was questioned about really believing in purgatory. Father's response was that not only did he believe, but he was counting on it...he was counting on being able to have a chance at cleansing his soul so he could enter into heaven. What a great response, and what a great way to answer that question!
As I listened to the Gospel during Mass, I couldn't help but think that Jesus never answers their question. I was right: He didn't answer, but pretty much told them that they were missing the point. As Father said: marriage, remarrying, and divorce are all things of the earth. We should be looking toward heaven and doing our best to get there.
Don't we all miss the point? More often than not, I think we do...everybody does. We get wrapped up in the happenings of our daily life that we miss the reason we're here. We miss what our ultimate goal is: to have everlasting life. To have that chance for our souls to be cleansed so that we may enter into heaven and see our loved ones who have passed from this life. This week, when things seem to be going crazy, take a second and say to yourself, "Don't miss the point."
6th Sunday of Easter
This
week’s readings were all about uncertainty, the fear of the unknown. As the
priest said during his Homily, the disciples were concerned about what they
were going to do after Jesus left them…and what was going to be done to them.
They learned that they are never truly alone; even when they knew Jesus wouldn’t
physically be with them.
There was also the
uncertainty of what is expected of the Gentiles; these earliest non-Jewish
Christians. Are they expected to follow the same dietary rules? Apparently the
disciples weren’t all on the same page; as the priest said, they “came close to
drawing blood”. Can you imagine the arguments/debates they must have had?
I did
have an “AHA” moment reading the first Reading:
‘It is the decision
of the Holy Spirit and of us
not to place on
you any burden beyond these necessities,
namely, to abstain
from meat sacrificed to idols,
from blood, from
meats of strangled animals,
and from unlawful
marriage.’
---Acts 15: 29
Again, I’m no
theologian, but is this where being able to eat fish on Fridays originated? It
makes perfect sense to me that it is.
The priest stated
that 1 fact remains: Jesus will always be with us. Throughout all of the
Councils, beginning with the Council of Jerusalem as described in the first
Reading all the way up to Vatican II, there is consistency because you can’t
change what God has revealed. He said that some people say that the Church is
out of touch, but he indicated that it was a good thing because that means we have
more of a chance to be in step with God, again, because you can’t change what
God has revealed.
I thought it was
neat the way the priest tied the Reading and the Gospel together. The message
in both of them is the same: We aren’t alone. Jesus is always with us,
especially in the Sacraments, and most especially in the Eucharist. As the
priest said, “don’t let our hearts be afraid, because He is always with us.” I
had a moment of thinking he was going to burst out in song when he said that “we’ll
never walk alone”. He ended the Homily by saying that God only wants thanks for
what all we have been given, all He has done for us.
It’s hard to
imagine how the disciples felt about Jesus physically being there, knowing He
wasn’t going to stay. The Homily put a different light on how they must have
felt: the beginning of Christianity was put on their shoulders. Some of the
Jews turned their backs on them, but then they had to determine God’s will for
the Gentiles to become Christians. Apparently, it wasn’t all hugs and kisses. ePriest compared how they must
have felt to loved ones who leave for the military: they assure their loved
ones that they’ll be back. And they’re missed terribly.
The Word Among Us shared this definition of peace: It's the grace to be holy and resist evil. It's the grace to forgive. It's the grace to remind us that God is with us and we leave nothing to fear. (Jn 14:27)
May we not let our hearts be afraid, and may we all have the peace of God in our hearts.
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