Tag: Faith

Here and now

A homily for the Solemnity of the Ascension of the Lord, May 12, 2024

Acts 1:1-11, Eph 1:17-23, Mk 16:15-20

Souvenez vous que nous sommes dans le sancte présence de Dieu.

A Christian meme made its way around social media recently, depicting Jesus ascending to Heaven on a cloud, with the caption “Ascension Thursday: When Jesus Christ started working from home.”

I have it on good authority he has great bandwidth at his place.

But even as we acknowledge through this holy day that the Son is where he belongs — on his throne at the right hand of the Father — we also must recognize that God is not far, never far from us.

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Hugly

A homily for the Sixth Sunday of Easter, May 5, 2024

Acts 10:25-26, 34-35, 44-48, 1 Jn 4:7-10, Jn 15:9-17

Not everybody is a hugger, and that’s OK.

Whether it’s trees or teammates, cheek-pinching aunts or long-lost buddies, hugging just isn’t for everyone. And with so-called social distancing the rule during the COVID-19 pandemic, a lot of us migrated toward social isolation.

Hugging correctly takes skill and emotion, regardless if we actually make physical contact or merely exchange sentiments from a few feet or even a dozen time zones away. Done right, a hug is a two-way sharing, a simultaneous giving and receiving.

For a hug to be done right, we have to take a huge chance and expose ourselves, our true selves, our inner selves.

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Barn raising

A homily for the Fifth Sunday of Easter, April 28, 2024

Acts 9:26-31, 1 Jn 3:18-24, Jn 15:1-8

My brother Steve has lived in the Lancaster, Pennsylvania, area for at least two decades, and while his neighborhood can be described as all-American middle class, he and his family do encounter Amish people fairly often.

The Amish, also known as the Anabaptists or, more widely, the Pennsylvania Dutch, live in a closed society, pretty much. These descendants of German Protestant immigrants avoid most modern technologies. They travel in horse-drawn buggies and till their fields with horse-drawn plows. Actual horsepower, lubricated with elbow grease.

And because these Christians are so close-knit, their belief in all for one and one for all leaves The Three Musketeers in the dust.

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Vantage

A (brief) homily for the Fourth Sunday of Easter, April 21, 2024

Acts 4:8-12, 1 Jn 3:1-2, Jn 10:11-18

Thank you for bearing with me while I’m out of town on personal business this weekend. A fuller homily — which I will preach at all Masses next weekend — will be here as usual.

A few years ago, I started having trouble with glare while driving at night. Headlights, streetlights, traffic lights: I saw them as stars, or as beams with rays shooting out in several directions.

The experience was jarring.

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A-plus

A homily for the Third Sunday of Easter, April 14, 2024

Acts 3:13-15, 17-19, 1 Jn 2:1-5a, Lk 24:35-48

I was a guest at a wedding reception at a Jersey Shore restaurant on the Atlantic Ocean boardwalk. The sun-dappled waves were breaking almost under our feet; the food was delicious and plentiful; the other guests were fascinating and friendly.

A good time was had by all, to coin a phrase.

One element that truly elevated the evening, though, was the extraordinary service. The brigade of men and women attended to all our requests promptly and, in particular, delivered and removed the multiple courses of the meal cheerfully, seamlessly and efficiently. Not a detail was overlooked.

A+ service. A+++.

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Expect the unexpected

A homily for the Second Sunday of Easter, April 7, 2024

Acts 4:32-35, 1 Jn 5:1-6, Jn 20:19-31

The night our daughter was born, Andrea and I attended my 10-year reunion at Christian Brothers Academy. As we sat nibbling on dessert, a tall, powerfully built man I did not recognize ambled over to our table and introduced himself in a basso-profundo voice. 

He was a CBA classmate I remembered as being short, a little pudgy, with a squeaky voice. 

“Yeah,” he said with a wide grin, “I’ve been getting that reaction all night. I shot up in college and bulked up at Quantico during FBI training.”

I did not expect that.

I saw him again at another class reunion. This time, though still tall, he was rail-thin. He’d left the Bureau and started running marathons.

I did not expect that, either.

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Reset

A homily for The Resurrection of the Lord (Easter Sunday), March 31, 2024

Acts 10:34a, 37-43, Col 3:1-4, Jn 20:1-9

It’s been more than 30 years since videogame systems went from curiosities to must-have additions to nearly every household, at least here in America.

Children and parents alike learned about levels and bosses and cheat codes, especially how left-left-down-A-A-C-up-B-C could give a player extra lives.

Extra lives.

Before cheat codes and game-reset buttons, the only notion of extra lives revolved around cats and their supposed nine of them.

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What if…

A homily for the Fifth Sunday of Lent (Scrutinies), March 17, 2024

Ez 37:12-14, Rom 8:8-11, Jn 11:1-45

Mom died in the hospital on Easter morning 1987 in the middle of telling her roommate a joke. The roommate said Mom headed to Heaven right before she delivered the punchline. 

Yeah, telling jokes was more my father’s thing.

Julia Marie McCosker Zapcic was a month shy of her 58th birthday. She left behind a husband, six sons and several (forgive me; I forget how many at that time) daughters-in-law. She never met some of my brothers’ wives, nor did she get to play with 12 of her 14 grandchildren. Mom knew only my two now-grown offspring.

Our family often wondered what else she never had the chance to do.

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20/20

A homily for the Fourth Sunday in Lent (Scrutinies), March 10, 2024

1 Sm 16:1b, 6-7, 10-13a, Eph 5:8-14, Jn 9:1-41

Long before Airbnb, a colleague of mine and his son toured Iceland by staying in several of the guesthouses Icelandic families offered to tourists to make extra income. As I recall, they took the trip near the end of summer, and they asked their hosts how they coped with the dark days and nights of Arctic winters.

As opposed to what? the Icelanders replied. It’s what they know, they said.

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Well, well, well

A homily for the Third Sunday of Lent (Scrutinies), March 3, 2024

Ex 17:3-7, Rom 5:1-2, 5-8, Jn 4:5-42

The fable of the city mouse and the country mouse has a few different versions with differing details — cats, porcupines, skunks, more cats — but the moral they share is always the same: Don’t be a snob.

Well, not precisely; it’s a bit more like we all live our own lives the way we want to, the way we know best. Each of us deals with our own challenges and celebrates our own joys, and what fits one of us may be the wrong size for someone else. And we all should respect that.

But we don’t. When someone thinks they’re better than someone else because of their respective ways of living, then, yeah, that’s snobbery.

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