I am the vine. You are the branches. Homily for Wednesday of the Fifth Week of Easter (Cycle II)

A man died.
He came before the throne of God to be judged, and he made his case.
“I served the poor; I gave from my time, talents and treasures to serve the poor and the Church!” God replied, “I am pleased with that, but it is not what I wanted from you.”
“I taught in the seminary. I prepared men to be priests for the Church!” And God sighed, “Thank you, but that wasn’t the heart of my vocation for you.”
“I served as a priest in your Church! I wore myself out in service of you and the people of God!” God shook his head, “But you missed the most important thing I wanted.”
The man was at a loss. “What, then? What more did you want from me?”
“I want you.” Continue readingI am the vine. You are the branches. Homily for Wednesday of the Fifth Week of Easter (Cycle II)

A funeral homily for a tragedy A homily for a fictitious young lady - who exists in many people's lives

This homily requires a quick explanation. I never delivered this homily in a church, and I sincerely pray I will never have to preach one like it. This was an assignment for my homiletics class to preach a funeral homily for a seventeen year old girl who was a victim in a campus shooting. I realize that events like this actually happen in our world. Continue readingA funeral homily for a tragedy A homily for a fictitious young lady – who exists in many people’s lives

Homily for the Assumption of Mary “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord…He has looked with favor on his lowly servant…All generations shall call me blessed.” (Luke 2:46-48)

Tizian_041Some accuse the Catholic Church of deifying Mary, of setting her equal to God. Let’s face it, if we fail to understand what we say of her, we run that risk. We see Mary, explicitly or not, in four different passages from Scripture today. Continue readingHomily for the Assumption of Mary “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord…He has looked with favor on his lowly servant…All generations shall call me blessed.” (Luke 2:46-48)

George Orwell and Jesus Christ

There are four lights! (Bonus points if you figured out from the post's featured image why I was using that and this picture. Answer is at the bottom.)
There are four lights! (Bonus points if you figured out from the post’s featured image why I was using that and this picture)

I’m a big fan of dystopian literature. One of the first dystopias I ever read was 1984 by George Orwell. I wish it were the first Orwell book I had read because I found Animal Farm painfully boring – but I digress. I should probably warn you, here, that there’s a bit of a spoiler in this post, so, if you don’t want to read a spoiler, then you probably don’t want to read this particular entry. Go ahead and stop right here and wait for the next post. I’m on a roll lately, so you won’t be waiting too long. Continue reading “George Orwell and Jesus Christ”

The Quest: A reflection on priesthood

Don Quixote by Pablo Picasso
Don Quixote by Pablo Picasso

I am going to offer another reflection based on The Man of La Mancha. Sorry, it’s been on the swimming mp3 player for a bit. Anyway, during the story, as the residents of the inn at which Don Quixote takes up residence as his castle, he is asked to explain his quest. In musical theatre, a request for a explication of this sort almost invariably leads to a musical number. Don Quixote is no exception; he sets out with a challenging and beautiful song that lays out his quest, his vision of his knighthood. I realize that this song was so overplayed for a time, that for many it may be trite or cliché, but I think that, if we really take a moment to dig into what it’s saying, it is both real and very challenging. Within the context of the story, in fact, it is the quest that brings Don Quixote back from his final senile stupor for a final burst of strength before he dies. Continue reading “The Quest: A reflection on priesthood”

The story of a man

This was my journal entry during my holy hour a few months back. It has delayed publishing because I wanted to clean it up a little with the help of a few trusted friends to give advice on it. Some advice I took. Some I opted to go my own way. I should also point out that I wrote this about a man simply because it is a bit of self reflection, and (in case you didn’t know), I am a man. I didn’t want to use sexually neutral pronouns because the reflection was to follow a single person in life – even though there are some points where we watch a choice that has to happen, and we have no way to know which way our man chose to go. Continue reading “The story of a man”