December 2019

Thursday Reflection

Letting Song speak to us between now and Christmas

Between now and the end of the year, I want to let the words of sacred music capture the spirit of these weeks and offer food for your souls.

So as we approach Advent IV and its emphasis on the faith and importance of Mary of Nazareth – mother of Jesus – Mother of God, pray these words:

Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day walk on water?

Mary did you know that your baby boy would save our sons and daughters?

Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?

This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you

Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?

Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?

Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?

When you kiss your little baby, you kiss the face of God

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

The blind will see, the deaf will hear, the dead will live again

The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?

Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day rule the nations?

Did you know that your baby boy is heaven's perfect lamb?

That sleeping child you're holding is the great I am

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Oh

Mary did you know?

Listen to it performed: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifCWN5pJGIE

Fr. Joe

Thursday Reflection

So what would it take to make you happy?

Heard an outrageous telephone conversation on the radio last week! In the la la- land of “sports talk radio,” this is the time of the year when extremely talented already rich baseball players are courted by extremely rich baseball teams (of which, sadly, the team I support is NOT ), and these “free agent” players are offered obscene amounts of money over a span of years that (in the real world) could infuse the economies of several countries.

So I am working on a sermon but, in the background, am listening to a caller who (I thought quite reasonably) had proposed that a certain pitcher whom the rich spoiled New York team was trying to sign might be offered a contract of $50,000,000.00 per year for three (3) years. Can we agree that $150 million dollars (total) is nothing to sneeze at? The already rich player gets more money than he could spend in his lifetime. The even richer owner doesn’t have to worry about a long term contract of 7 – 10 years when there is a likelihood that the player might be injured or his skills would diminish with age. It’s a win/ win – right?

Silly me. The caller was mocked by the host. No player “would be happy” with that kind of contract. Nor would the players union “be happy” if he accepted such a contract. I won’t get into the reasons – they would only make you as angry as I am.

But as this is a time of the year when we often wish one another the JOY of this season – even to unbelievers I extend a Merry Christmas and the peace that Christ truly brings as I actually do wish this for them even if they do not understand, appreciate or feel they need it. I truly pray for folks to be happy in their lives. In a world filled with anger, terrorism, political machinations, road rage, violence, unfulfilling jobs, strained relationships with family members or work associates or lack friends – heck the list can go on and on - can’t we find any way to be happy?

At first I was outraged at the reasoning why any person (even a very talented athlete) could not be happy being compensated with $150 million dollars. But for some, no amount of money will ever be enough. And, in my years of speaking with folks in the stores, on the streets, in the office and even pastoral counseling, if I am being completely honest, some of us are just never happy, never pleased, never generous, never kind, never see the good in others and always ready to criticize. It’s so easy to mock the ball player, but sadly he is only a symptom of the self-absorption of our time. In a world when you can offend anyone at any moment by anything you might think or say, there is little hope for us to be at peace with each other. And if it is true (and it is): “no justice, no peace,” then it is also true: “no peace, no happiness.”

If my horizon is marked only by what I “need” (often mistaking “want” for true “need”), then again my life is going to be dark and joyless because no amount of money, adulation, work, degrees, or significant others will ever make me truly happy.

Francis of Assisi taught that it is “in giving that we receive.” Funny! Giving does tend to make me receive – joy! In spite of what I give, I always end up receiving even more! I wonder if this would work for anyone else. I wonder if we’d all be happier if we extended ourselves more for others.

Ironic isn’t it. Secular culture demands the removal of God from the public sphere. And the more we do this, the less happy, as a culture, we seem to be.

Fr. Joe

Thursday Reflection

“Let me give you the bad news and then some good news”


That was the way the phone conversation began on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving – a call for which we were waiting from the vet went something like this: “Abby has T- Cell Lymphoma. Yes it is serious, but it is not Leukemia, and its effects will not be immediate. It is cancer but not an aggressive cancer. Her white cell count is not yet even at 1/ 3 of that number where chemo is going to have to be considered.” All things being equal, she may be with us for a couple of years more.

Of course such news brings sadness. All the stages of grief come into play be they for a family member, a friend or even a quirky beloved border collie. So Abby, a theologian at heart, and I had one of “those conversations” since she knew that our relationship is now changing. She reminded me to stop feeling sadness. Life is always too short, and sadness, while completely natural and honest, often makes us incapable of appreciating a deeper reality that needs to be recognized and preached. And most of all, it prevents us from experiencing the joys that are still so very real.


Abby reminded me that a few years ago, I had had a serious sit down talk with one of the kids in the Confirmation Class. She had lost a beloved pet, but now was being told at school that since only humans have an immortal soul, once a pet dies, it ceases to exist. “Once you’re dead, you’re dead” goes the saying. I told her that some Christian Churches do teach this. But touching upon my own reading of Holy Scripture, I also know from First Letter of St. John that “God is love, and he (obviously also she) who abides in love, abides in God, and God in (them).” I remember telling her that our pets are given to us to take care of and to enjoy. They give love and receive love. They abide in love – and so, taking my bible to heart, I know they abide in God. And they will do so after they die. So, Abby barked, remember what you once told this young parishioner, and now you live into that truth. Believe in life eternal – including my life.

Abby jogged my memory as she reinforced things I already knew: that it is the humans who commit crimes, hurt each other and are capable of moral evil. Humans sin, not animals! Our pets do not create weapons of mass destruction, commit random acts of terrorism, despoil our environment, cheat, embezzle, ignore the cry of the poor or homeless, abuse women and children, or pretend to be what they are not. Our pets simply give love and hopefully receive love. Yes they can be willful, stubborn, and even disobedient. But that can be for our benefit as well. After all, who can stand living with anyone (on two or four legs) who thinks he or she is perfect?

There was a reason, Abby commented, why St. Francis of Assisi preached to the birds and animals. (She clearly does not think that this is only a pious legend but actually did happen). Whereas people can turn off the message of goodness, animals do not. Be worthy of the message. Our pets are. We – not always.

So yes, while I know that cancer is not going to return Abby’s body to “dust and ashes” in the near future –still a premature passing is waiting for her (and all of us if I am honest) much sooner than we would like. So I listen to my theologically gifted pet: don’t put off spending time to be with those you love. Appreciate friendships. Live as a child of God. Be enthusiastic. Be kind to those who need kindness, and not merely to those who deserve it. Bark if you have to. And know that when life’s journey comes to an end, even if “too soon” as it apparently will be the case for Abby, our loving God waits for us all in our true and lasting home – if only we would live our lives in God’s love. So make use of the time you’ve been given and, as St. Paul wrote (and Abby learned) “walk in love, as Christ loved us.”


Fr. Joe