Saturday, March 21, 2015

Two weeks off preaching

Due to our increased offertory campaign, I've had two weeks off Sunday Mass preaching.  Here's a link to my homily from this Sunday last year, on the Scrutiny Gospel.

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Jesus zealously sacrifices for us – John 2:13-25

Lent 3, Yr B; Holy Cross Parish.

“Zeal for your house will consume me.”  The disciples remembered those words from scripture, we’re told.  Well, they remembered wrong.  The psalm they were thinking of doesn’t say that.  It says: “zeal for your house has consumed me;” not ‘will.’  Their very memory has started to be transformed by their encounter with Christ.  Could they have understood what this renewal of their minds meant yet?  No, not yet.  But, when Jesus had been raised from the dead… then they’d remember anew.  They’d remember scripture and remember Jesus’ words, seeing the two as originating from the same source, and they’d believe.  But now, they let themselves be so transfixed by this encounter with zeal incarnate that their memory of scripture, a psalm they must have sung hundreds of times, gets transformed.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

God provides ever more – Mark 9:2-9, Gen 22:1-2, 9a, 10-13, 15-18

2nd Sunday of Lent, Yr B; Holy Cross - St. Stan's



There used to be a show on British tv called Crackerjack.  It was a game show, with kids as the contestants.  After every question, the kid would get a prize no matter whether they answered right or wrong.  There were only two catches: firstly, the prizes would marvelous, getting better with each passing question, if they answered correctly; if they answered wrongly, they’d get a pretty boring prize, often a cabbage.  Catch two: they had to hold all of their prizes in their arms.  Drop one, and their time on the show was over.  I don’t think anyone ever got any of the most coveted prizes, because by the time they became available, they were too busy clutching earlier gifts to be able to receive the gifts they really longed for.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Jesus makes our impossible dreams possible – Mark 1:12-15, Gen 9:8-15, 1 Pet 3:18-22

Lent 1, Yr B; Holy Cross Parish.

To dream the impossible dream is great; it’s heroic; it helped Andy Williams sell a ton of records.  But the odds are a whole lot better when we dream possible dreams, fight beatable foes, and run where the brave have already gone.  And we run where Christ has bravely gone.  That’s what the incarnation does for us.  That’s how, in Christ, God expands our vision of what dreams might be possible.  The one where we live forever, living holily, intimately, joyfully with God, with each other, with the earth?  That one’s been made possible again in Christ, and we do dare dream it.  In our opening prayer, we asked to “grow in understanding of the riches hidden in Christ and by worthy conduct pursue their effects.”  That pursuing: that’s running where the brave have already gone.  That’s uniting ourselves to this forty-day journey Christ undertook for us, our forty days to Easter joy.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Jesus risks everything to heal us – Mark 1:40-45

OT Wk 6, Yr B; Holy Cross - St. Stan's

A hand reaches out to ask for help, and he can’t turn away.  Praying with this story over the past week, I kept coming back to the image of the Whisky Priest from Graham Greene’s novel, The Power and The Glory.  As I was preparing for ordination this time last year, person after person told me that if I was only going to read one novel in the months before my ordination, this should be it.  It’s set during the persecution of the Church in Mexico.  The main character, the unnamed Whisky Priest, is forced underground, on the run from the also nameless Lieutenant who seeks to have him killed.  Finally, towards of the end of the book, the priest has made it through an arduous border crossing into a neighboring province where he’ll be safe, leaving his home state priestless.  A known informant for the Lieutenant tracks him down and begs him to come back across the border, telling him that another fugitive, an American murderer, is dying in the desert and that he needs a priest to hear his confession.  The whisky priest knows in his head that this is a trap, that he’s being baited to return into the Lieutenant’s snare.  But, at that moment the courage that can only come from being moved with pity grabs him, and he consents.  He can’t leave a man to die with murder on his soul.  He returns with the informant, and he’s arrested, and shot.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Jesus leads us to loving intimacy with the Father – Mark 1:29-39

OT Wk 6, Yr B; Holy Cross Parish.

Jesus seems to be having a pretty good day.  Today’s reading picks up right where last week’s left off, and maybe we should have preceded it by a “previously, on ‘the Gospel according to Mark.’”  He showed up in Capernaum, preached in their synagogue, freed someone from a demon and everything was amazed at him, and marveled at his teaching.  And the day goes on.  Now, he heals Simon Peter’s mother-in-law, gets a good meal out of it, casts out more demon, cures many more sick people.  The whole town turns up at his door, seeking his help.  People are responding to the call!  It appears he’s up half the night with these people.  And then he leaves, quietly, when no-one’s watching.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Jesus frees us for devotion – Mark 1:21-28, Deut 18:15-20, 1 Cor 7:32-35

4th Sunday of OT, Yr B; Holy Cross - St. Stan's.

Brooks has one arm round Heywood’s throat, and the other is holding a knife to it.  It’s one of the most tense moments of the Shawshank Redemption.  Brooks has been an inmate at Shawshank prison for fifty years and has just learnt he’s been approved for parole.  Terrified of being released into a world he doesn’t know, he sees killing Heywood as his only way to stay inside.  He gets talked down, and he doesn’t harm Heywood, but he’s still terrified.  Red – who, given that he’s played by Morgan Freeman, pretty much speaks with the voice of God – explains what’s happened to Brooks: he’s been institutionalized.  “These walls are funny,” he explains to the younger inmates: “First you hate 'em, then you get used to 'em. Enough time passes, you get so you depend on them. That's institutionalized… They send you here for life, and that's exactly what they take. The part that counts, anyway.