From The Pastor
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September 17, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
I am finishing a book on how to be a domestic church and recalled the bedtime prayers of my childhood.
“Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, bless this bed that I lie on.” Little aware was I that the evangelists, abruptly summoned from rapture, dash wildly to earth for bed blessing. On the way they dodge flights of angels and assorted saints. Between the hours of eight and nine at night, when the children say their prayers, Christianity is an extremely hectic religion.
The medieval philosophers have suffered considerable snide criticism for wasting their time estimating how many angels could dance on the head of a pin. The climate of modern thought does not support the spectacle of any angels whatever, let alone merry ones dancing. Yet there they are on a hot Texas night, roosting on bedposts in a cluttered room with gangs of saints, taking notes:
“Please find Slinkey my pet turtle and my Matchbox Chevy convertible…
That’s an easy one. St. Anthony go find that turtle and toy car.
“Bless all the firemen at the fire-station.”
Ok, that’s Florian…Go surround our fire fighters.
“Bless our country…”
Where are we? Oh, anybody here got the United States? Yes, all of it. Powers, Thrones, Dominions, you take the US …and good luck.
“Bless our house…”
Houses…houses…Joseph! That’s you. Take the house like a good fellow and do something about that garage door.
“And bless Mommy and Daddy.”
Silence.
The archangels shrink from parenthood. They stare appraisingly at the saints who shuffle,
sneeze, and shrug their shoulders checking each other’s shoulders for lint.
Hilary? Charles? Cosmas or Damian?
Pass.
How about you Francis? You were always attracted to martyrdom.
“I’ve got sharks this week.”
You take them.
But it’s only two people this time, a man and a woman, happily married, too. Fear not.
Ha! That’s what they all say.
Now, who had Mommy and Daddy last time? Nobody since Christopher - and rumor has it he has been demoted to Mr. Christopher - lost his feast day over it.
I’m not going to take them. Something always happens. Every night the same ole thing.
How about God the Father? (wild applause.) Well done, Thomas Aquinas! That settles it. Mothers and Fathers to God Almighty. Lights out. A child falls asleep, clutching a wet matchbox car St. Anthony found in the vaporizer.
For many families, the major time of praying together comes at bedtime, when children “say their prayers” and parents listen. But how many parents then “say their prayers?” Most are so busy there is little time for prayer or study; it simply isn’t a priority among most Christians these days. But if we are to be in the presence of God’s new future, we must be filled with his loving Spirit. And that is an event and process that can happen only as we draw close to God in prayer. Only as we realize our own barrenness and turn to God for life is there any possibility of his kingdom seeds growing within us.
Whole life discipleship begins by giving priority to prayer, study and even a retreat. It begins by finding our confident center in the living God. The inner journey has come to mean so many different things these days. For some, it means five minutes of rushed devotions before work. For others it may be little else than furtive pleadings when a lot of push has come to a lot of shove. It cannot be that way with us.
Remember that our lives of spirituality begin with encounter. The Eucharist, the Word, as we encounter him in the quiet places of listening where graced moments of clarity fill our minds and hearts.
The Church begins at home and with prayer.
How is it in your home?
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
September 9, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
My father left me with a lexicon of sayings that will stay with me for the rest of my life. For instance, I was looking for a bottle of ketchup in the refrigerator and couldn’t find it and I asked for his help. Throwing down the newspaper he stamped into the kitchen, shoved aside two things in the ice box, picked up the bottle and gave it to me saying: “If it had been a snake it would have bit you!” Meaning that whatever I needed was obvious and right in front of me but because of my carelessness I missed it.
We have all had similar experiences. But when it comes to the thing that we most want in life, that kind of carelessness can prevent us from experiencing what God wants for us and ultimately, we want for ourselves. We have all heard this from the Gospel: “If you keep my commandments…your joy will be complete.”
God’s commandments are given so that we may have freedom and joy. And, while we know this and they are in front of us, we tend to look past them. We have a deep desire but fail to see the answer right in front of us. Here they are just as the Bible gives them to us.- I am the Lord your God and I am a jealous God. You shall have no other gods before me.
- You shall not make for yourselves any idols.
- You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain.
- Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy.
- Honor your father and your mother.
- You shall not murder
- You shall not commit adultery
- You shall not steal
- You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor
- You shall not covet your neighbor’s wife or goods.
It’s simple and obvious and certainly no secret. It’s a quid pro quo in which we faithfully observe and follow all these commandments, without alteration or interpretation with the result that we have complete freedom. And with that freedom comes complete joy. If our joy is lacking something, maybe we’re just not seeing clearly the obvious and it’s time to call on our Father to come help us look…
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
August 24, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
Yesterday we heard Jesus entrust to Peter the keys of the kingdom. It happened in Caesarea Philippi which was a beautiful and dangerous place. Today it is a collection of ruins on the edge of a national park near Lebanon. In those days it was a rest and recreation center for the Roman army meaning of course that certain entertainments were readily available. It is no surprise that the city was dedicated to the God Pan who was the most sensual of the Greek gods.
It was in this city, surrounded by a very secular and seamy society that Jesus decided to ask his disciples a key question. “Who do people say the Son of man is?” After he listened to their replies, he asked an even more important question; “Who do you say I am?” That put everybody on the spot. Peter, being Peter, blurts out that he is Jesus the Christ which means the anointed one. That moment stays alive down to this day. Jesus asks us the same question in exactly the same words, “Who do you say I am?”
Up to now what reply have we made in our lives? Maybe we have already said with Peter, “You are the Christ.” If we have not, then we have got to say it at some point if our relationship with him is to be authentic, life-giving, and lasting.
As I mentioned Caesarea Philippi was dangerous, beautiful, secular and notoriously sexual. It’s interesting that Jesus chose that place to ask his question. Look at the world we live in, the world where we are trying to be disciples. Can that urban world of ours not be seen in very much the same terms as Caesarea Philippi? It certainly can be tough and dangerous; in places it can be extremely beautiful and impressive. it is also immensely intrigued by sexuality. Much of the time it shamelessly uses it to sell us things we desire.
The point is that it is right in the middle of this very secular world that Jesus ask us his eternal question. He demands that we state our allegiance to him. Notice what he says to Peter after Peter’s expression of faith. He defined that faith as the rock on which Christian community can be built. Likewise, our faith, if it is real, becomes a rich and strong base on which God’s work in the community can be founded. Jesus depends on us. Something to think and pray about this week.
Blessings to all,
Fr. Larry
August 19, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
I remember a dear old Methodist minister who once said: “If you think its hot now just keep on sinning.”
Someone the other day stated that we never hear much about hell anymore. “Father, you should talk about hell and damnation and how angry our Lord is with us.” I asked this person what it was about hell they wanted to know. “Oh, I know all about it, but other people need to know.” I get helpful direction like that from time to time. I’m reminded of the proxy confession I hear where the would-be penitent says: “Father I haven’t done anything wrong but let me tell you about my husband and children.”
I think what it is they really want to hear is something of what one of my co-religionist’s friends’ terms “the lost language of sin.” The lost words I’m talking about are all over the bible and woven thickly into our tradition but for various reasons have passed out of popularity giving place to the inclusive language of love, grace, acceptance and faith. Nothing wrong with any of these and the more we have the better, but they cannot be understood and embraced apart from their opposites. What are those lost words? “damnation, repentance, penance, inequity, transgression…,” all words associated with sin, words our Lord did not shy away from. We don’t use those words much in our prayers or conversation, nor do they populate many homilies. There are some churches today that have abandoned any notion of sin. The bible doesn’t mince words like a lot of us preachers do and that should be a lesson to us pulpiteers.
Often when we speak of God, we bypass sin and go straight for grace. Do not get me wrong, I love the parable of the father with two sons, often called the Prodigal Son. It is a great story that assures us that no matter how far we have gone from God, we are always welcome home. The problem is that we are not much interested in the whole process of waking up to the fact that we are eating the pig’s food. So many have been eating it for so long they’ve grown accustomed to it. They never get to the point where the younger son realizes that in his father’s house there is much better waiting for him if he will just face up to his sin and ask for forgiveness. It is also possible to think that our Jesus dies with his arms wide open as an everlasting reminder of our pardon, and all who have been baptized in his name have received the forgiveness of sin so why then dwell on the failures God has promised to absolve?
Abandoning the language of sin will not make sin go away. We humans will continue to experience alienation, deformation, damnation, and death no matter what we call them. The denial of their presence will only weaken grace since the full impact of forgiveness cannot be felt apart from the full impact of what has been forgiven.
All of us have felt the undertow of sin in our lives but may have forgotten the language to speak of it. We steer clear of sin vocabulary that highlights it in such a way that we can no longer ignore the stain and stench of it. Guilt exists as a symptom that we cannot afford to ignore. We do need to reclaim the language of sin. If we think that all God cares about is whether or not we believe in Jesus we need to remember the words of our Savior who said “Not all those who say Lord, Lord…”
And yet we remember that for the most part we all do the best we can. If some of us do better than others, then that is because we were dealt a better hand to begin with. Sometimes the things we call sin are the result of what others have done. We do what we do because of what has been done to us. Since we did not deform ourselves, we cannot re-form ourselves which is why we need a compassionate physician who is more interested in healing us than repelling us. But we must be careful not to confuse sin with other conditions or illness. There are things we do on purpose that deform and there is no one else to blame but ourselves. How often do the words of Johnny Lee’s hit from 1980 “Looking for love in all the wrong places” ring truer than we would prefer?
I remember a line from the 60’s film “Charade,” when Audrey Hepburn turns to Cary Grant and asks him, “Why do people lie?” “People lie,” he says, “because they want something and fear that the truth will not get it for them.” If he had been a clergyman in a pulpit instead of an actor, he might have said, “People sin because they want something and fear that goodness will not get it for them.”
A right relationship with God means taking another look at Paul’s little list of those things which stand in the way of righteousness: greed, lust, gluttony, debauchery, deception, and a few others. According to St. Matthew, those who hunger and thirst for it are blessed. Jesus expects righteousness of his disciples to exceed that of the scribes and Pharisees. In him it is possible to see what right relationship with God and neighbor looks like. It looks like justice. It looks like compassion. It looks like life lived in a covenant of staggering love.
One of the Hebrew words for a righteous person: “tzedakah” suggests “one whose aim is true.” Setting it beside the New Testament Greek word for sin “hamartia,” an archery term for that defines sin as “missing the mark,” gives an image of righteousness as target practice. It doesn’t matter if my arrow finds its mark or falls a hundred feet away, the daily practice of right relationship is how I improve my aim. Yes, I will continue to sin, but that is not my aim which is to live as God wants me to live and as Thomas Merton once wrote: “I believe that the wish to please God does in fact please God.”
We cannot afford to ignore sin and its consequences and neither can we forget the mercy and grace of a Father who stands at the end of the road, his hands shielding his eyes from the sun as he looks out waiting for his children to come home.
For now, let’s go do some “target practice.”
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
August 6, 2020Dear. St. Theresa Parish,
Get your bible and read Matthew 18:21-35.
By far the most common issue facing relationships today is the idea of forgiveness. It is either the worry over forgiving or being forgiven. It’s disheartening the number of folks who do not believe that God can forgive them. But that explains why they do not believe anyone else will either. So, why then should they bother offering others what they do not believe they deserve or will possibly receive?
There is a lot today that passes for forgiveness that is not forgiveness at all but a kind of indifference, in which we dismiss people from our lives by “forgiving” them and then have less and less to do with them until there is nothing left between us at all.
When that happens, the only excuse I can think of is that we have forgotten what it is like to be forgiven from the heart, because if we could remember what that is really like, how could we deprive anyone else of the same experience? That’s what the king in the parable wants to know. He stopped keeping score on his servants and wants to know why his servants couldn’t do the same. The only thing I can figure is that the servant missed the significance of what happened to him.
He missed the experience of forgiveness altogether. Somehow, when the king released him and forgave him his debt, he didn’t get it. He thought he had gotten away with something. He thought the king was daft to buy such an obvious lie: “Lord have patience with me and I will pay you everything.” He could never repay what he owed. He knew it and the king knew it, but if making the king feel sorry for him meant that he did not have to pay, what did he care?
He missed the experience of forgiveness altogether. It never occurred to him that he was not being let off the hook or being patronized. It never crossed his mind what was really happening to him was that he was being forgiven from the heart by someone who understood the enormity of his debt…was willing to let it all go, to stop keeping score, to erase the debt that had become a substitute for the relationship so that they could get to know one another again.
He missed all that. Now he figured the best way to cut his own losses was to see that the same thing did not happen to him. So, when his turn came, he did what he had fully expected the king to do to him: he grabbed his debtor by the throat and demanded payment. All he saw when he looked at his fellow servant was an overdue bill walking around, and he grabbed it by the throat.
You know how it ends and it’s not good.
How many people build their own private prisons to which they sentence themselves to lives of misery because they cannot believe that any God could love them enough to see past their humanity unto the divinity after which they are made? How many try to sentence others to the same fate? By the end of the parable, Peter thinks he has gotten the message: Do unto others or the king will do unto you…only he misses the point himself. The point is: Do unto others as the king has already done unto you. It’s not a matter of earning your forgiveness or letting others of the hook so that you will be let off the hook yourself. It is a matter of understanding that you have already been forgiven, that someone to whom you owe everything…your life and breath, your talents and fondness for fresh tomatoes, your pleasure in glorious sunsets, all the loves of your life…someone who has given and given and has received precious little in return has examined your enormous debt in great detail, and knowing your credit rating is nil, has taken your stack of IOUs and torn them up. Balancing the books for no other reason than a desire to stay in relationship…and wants you to be free to respond.
When someone stops keeping score on you, you start feeling a little foolish keeping score on others. You feel petty wanting to write them off after seventy times seventy especially when you consider how many times you have been forgiven yourself…forgiven from the heart by someone who loves you very much and wants to keep on loving you more. Once that sinks in how can any of us pass up a chance to do the same?
Stay well and help others do the same,
Fr. Larry
July 29, 2020
Dear St. Theresa family,
During a covid driven organizational frenzy I ran across quotes from the saints on annoyance and patience, two things this pandemic has caused and challenged…which I pass on to you.
“Restraining my impatience cost me so much that I was bathed in perspiration”
-Therese of Lisieux
“Never rebuke while you are still indignant about a fault committed---wait until the next day, or even longer. And then, calmly, and with a purer intention, make your reprimand. You will gain by a more friendly word than by a three hour quarrel.”
-Ven. Jose Escriva
“Whenever anything disagreeable or displeasing happens to you, remember Christ crucified and be silent.”
-St. John of the Cross
“Without the burden of afflictions, it is impossible to reach the height of grace. The gifts of grace increase as the struggles increase.”
-St. Rose of Lima
“My precious children stick to me like little burrs, they are so fearful of losing me again (after a journey). The moment I shake one off one side, another clings on the opposite, nor can I write one word without some sweet interruption.”
-St. Elizabeth Ann Seton
“Do as the storekeeper does with his merchandise; make a profit on every article. Suffer not the loss of the tiniest fragment of the true cross. It may only be the sting of a fly or the point of a pin that annoys you; it may be the little eccentricities of a neighbor, some unintentional slight, the insignificant loss of a penny, some little restlessness of a soul, a slight pain in your limbs. Make a profit on every article as the grocer does, and you will soon be wealthy in God.”
-St. Louis de Montfort
Have a blessed, patient and thoughtful day!
Fr. Larry
July 20, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
Our daily question around the campus is “when can we start this or that? …Better wait and see.” It’s the same everywhere. The good news is that the church isn’t going away. Not so for other institutions. It is disheartening to hear of people who are not only virus victims but also those adversely affected economically. Just this past week I learned that the Dart Bowl was closing for good. Originally located on Burnet road they were made famous serving up their distinctive and addictive enchiladas complete with fresh hot rolls. They follow other Austin born places suffering the effects of this trying situation. Texas is hard hit with many re-thinking rebooting. We had a little taste of getting back to normal which is what makes rolling back unappealing. Other than wearing masks and respecting others, what else can we individually do about this? I don’t have an answer yet, but the question is worth pondering. What’s more, our situation has been made more complicated by a pandemic of racial strife with the flaring of long-simmering embers kept hot by a spectrum of societal elements. Finally, given our entitled tendencies some folk are getting obnoxiously polemical.
As a nation we are dealing with two plagues at the same time. Pandemically speaking, we certainly have our ups and downs in terms of effective handling of the Covid 19 situation. Our friends north of the border seem to have fared better. Canada joins other nations who have had greater success coping with this virus which the press relates is largely due to less political division and greater discipline. Nevertheless, we should continue to take heart. A vaccine is on its way. For better or worse our former lifestyles will resume. This plague will end.
But what about the other one? What of a plague that has erupted here and there decade after decade? What of a plague that has been treated with bandages and promises? What about this plague that calls each one of us to personal responsibility? As an old white guy, I’m no better than anyone else. Prejudices are what they are. How we get infected with them needs to be examined with the same scrutiny we are applying to an invisible pathogen. We cannot say that the “how” of our prejudices is immaterial. What we do to change ingrained and often unconscious bigotry is the essential task. In terms of coming to grips with this centuries-old plague, placing blame seems popular. Scapegoating always arises when, instead of facing real wrongs, people are infuriated with imaginary ones. An outspoken white preacher from the civil rights era of the 60’s once said: “It often appears that the more harm white Americans do to black Americans, the more harm we claim they have done to us. We grab everything for ourselves, even the injuries!” So true. I have learned from experience is not to take very seriously anyone who says: “I don’t have a racist bone in my body.”
Here is the thing. The consequences of the past are always with us. Erasing them by removing any evidence that they existed may please in the moment, but without unbiased understanding of what they represent to so many, the gesture leads to further polarization. Certainly, we should pull down the cast bronze reminders of oppression which so many find offensive: but be aware that history proves such gestures alone are not enough. Reactionary Iconoclastic behavior fails to accomplish a desired goal without a comprehensive understanding of the “why” to accompany it. I remember at the onset of Perestroika seeing statues and images of Communist heroes being pulled down and destroyed. Surely that will be the end of the kind of oppression it represented, yes? Apparently not.
What can we do? Much. A good start is recognizing that half of the hostilities tearing the world apart could be resolved today were we to allow the forgiveness of sins to alter these consequences. Let’s go further: all the hostilities in our personal and planetary life could be ended were we to allow the forgiveness of sins to act as a lightning rod grounding all these hostilities; if we were to say to ourselves, “the hostility stops here.” Is that wishful thinking? Is it too simplistic? Only if we are without faith.
When things go badly in the kingdoms of this world, as invariably they do, given the callous insensibility that turns human beings away from their neighbors in preoccupation with their own troubles, or with dreams of aggrandizement…in such bad moments, many people turn from God, saying, “How could God permit such bad things to happen?” Instead of becoming alienated from their faith in God, wouldn’t it make more sense for them to become alienated from their mislaid hopes in human beings, alienated from shallow notions of automatic progress, from sentimental notions about the “nobility of man”? Of course we should love and live for one another. Not, however, because you and I are so loveable, but simply because that’s the only way we are to become loveable.
“Am I “my brother’s keeper?” No, I am my brother’s brother or sister. Human unity is not something we are called upon to create, only to recognize. We all belong to one another. That’s the way God made us. Christ died to keep us that way. Our sin is only and always that we put asunder what God has joined together.
God bless you all and do the best you can.
Fr. Larry
July 8, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
I wrote a prayer for our time.
Lord our God I praise and thank you.
In such a time I need more than ever to thank you for your blessings and for the miracles of grace that fill each day.
I praise and thank you for the beauty of your creation even when I do not understand why parts of it rise up, deeply challenging our days and lives.
I praise you for what I cannot comprehend or control.
I praise you for your merciful goodness which I often fail to imitate.
I praise you for your wisdom which exceeds my knowledge, your vision which exceeds my eyesight, and your patience which exceeds my compassion.
I thank you for those challenges that make me reach deeper into myself.
I thank you even when illness and depredation relentlessly cause suffering and anguish.
I thank you despite ignorance and fear, prejudice and pain, frustration and impatience that cause grief.
I thank you for the power that comes from broken hearts, hearts that give power to voices that can say to ignorance and evil enough is enough.
I thank you for minds and hearts pierced with truth, when courage and conviction break callousness and convention.
Lord I ask you forgiveness for the times I have not spoken up, have not reached out, have not stood apart, have not given, have not been compassionate, have not acknowledged my fear or that of others. Forgive my need to be right, selfish reliance on feeble intellect. Forgive.
Lord God give me what I need and protect me from what I want. Give me a sense
of unity that overcomes suspicion and aggression.
Lord remind me that every person I see is an image of you and embracing everyone made in your image is not an option. Continue to remind me that every face displays your holiness.
Give me ears that hear, a calm heart and clear and open mind.
I ask you for an increased share of your wisdom.
Father, I yield myself to you in our time of disease, our time of grief and disappointment, our time of looking at who we are as a people. Give me courage not to mind earthly things, but to look forward to that which lasts forever.
Father I submit to your will and ask all of this in unity with your Son Jesus Christ and the power of your Holy Spirit with the intercession of our blessed Mother and who is our Lord for ever and ever. Amen.
July 6, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
Reading the gospel for this next weekend I began thinking about our giving. From time to time I talk about stewardship, especially the stewardship of money. It is the privilege of every pastor. The mix of money and faith has always simmered just a few degrees below the flash point.
While Moses was up on the mountain, his brother Aaron persuaded the Israelites waiting around and restless to lend some substance to this ethereal deity, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. So their gold became their god. Not much later, they again contributed gold to a religious purpose, this time to the furnishings of God’s dwelling place on earth, the tabernacle.
When Solomon asked not for wealth or long life but for wisdom, God gave him wisdom…and wealth and long life. On the other hand, despite God’s warning that Israel’s kings shouldn’t go stockpiling military arms and money and wives, Solomon did just that. And it all turned around on him and bit him in the end.
During the Exile in Babylonia, many of the details of the Jewish law were spelled out and codified…including details about tithing, that ten percent tax that God levied on his people. And it came to pass that tithing became a public, visible gauge of one’s devotion. The public part, however, quickly shoved aside the devotion part so that God was soon castigating them for hypocrisy…for following the letter of the tithing law yet not getting its spiritual aspect.
The Apostle Paul turned it all on its head when in the first century he wrote that the law no longer constrained Christians. Part of being freed from the law, he pointed out, was that Christians were also free to give more than ten percent or less than ten percent…whatever they decided to give…without feeling compelled, without grudging.
Since then, church has seesawed on the money-and-faith question. Popes levied taxes on nations for all manner of unpopular causes even to the point of “offering” indulgences in exchange. Modern televangelists got into hot water granting spiritual favors on those who ante up a few bucks for a prayer trinket.
And then there’s the annual parish “beg-a-thon” to cover the cost of everything from utilities, payroll, and repairs, to wine, hosts and candles. There’s inevitable Stewardship Sunday, when you get the money homily and your pastor cannot help but imply that God is pleased with you when you give money to your church and a bit irritated when you don’t. You think, if only they’d just come out and say it: “Like any non-profit, this incorporated body needs regular donations if it is to exist. So step up to the plate, make your pledge, and make good on it!” But no, they drag God into it, and it begins to smell of manipulation: “God will bless you if you give money…the more money, the more blessing.”
Yet isn’t there indeed a connection between your faith and your money? Jesus talked about it a lot. “Where your heart is there your treasure will be…” words to that effect.
This Sunday we hear the parable of the sower and the seed. It is a story about lots of seed going lots of places. It is a tale of reckless giving without regard to where the generosity lands. In it we are reminded that a stingy planter gets a stingy crop; a lavish planter reaps a huge harvest. Truthfully, each has to examine their hearts and make up their own minds about giving. No amount of arm twisting can compare with a convicted heart because God loves it when the giver delights in the giving.
God can pour out blessings in astonishing ways so that you are ready for anything and everything, more than just ready to do what needs to be done. In 1st Corinthians 9:15 Paul writes:
“As one psalmist puts it, He throws caution to the winds, giving to the needy in reckless abandon. His right-living, right-giving ways never run out, never wear out. The most generous God who gives seed to the farmer that becomes bread for your meals is more than extravagant with you. He gives you something you can then give away, which grows into full formed lives, robust is God, wealthy is every way, so that you can be generous in every way, producing with us great praise to God.”
Everyone please do what you must to stay well.
Blessings,
Fr. Larry
June 26, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
As someone on TV said: “We may be done with covid but covid is not done with us.” Regrettable but true. With the dramatic multiplication of cases, we are all being called to greater diligence. The Fourth of July is coming up and lots of folks have traditions and get togethers that are being reconsidered. Common sense tells us to think about how we will celebrate.
It seems that good common sense is not as common as it should be. As evidenced in the media there has been and continues to be a great deal of throwing caution to the wind. It seems clear that this resurgence is the price paid. While I have said in the past “this, too will pass”…I didn’t say when. It is unhelpful to point fingers at questionable leadership. Virtually everyone is making this up as they go along. We have what we have and leaving politics to the politicians, it is up to us to do our best to stay well and help others do the same.
Masses will continue at the parish, but we encourage everyone to wear masks for the benefit of all. We ask that everyone follow the protocol for seating and receiving communion. Everyone should come forward for communion or a blessing to avoid having people pass in front of you in the pew. Please observe distancing in the communion lines as well as when entering and exiting, your neighbor will thank you. If there is a change in the Mass schedule, we will give everyone ample notice. Thank you for your cooperation in this peculiar time.
We will continue to livestream the Mass on Saturday night and have it available on the website for Sunday. Don’t forget we have a farewell reception for Fr. Hai in the courtyard following the 10:00 Mass.
This Sunday we hear Matthew 10:34-42. Go get your bible and sit down with this so that when you hear it again on Sunday it has a familiar ring. It’s the passage where Jesus talks about how he came not to bring peace but rather a sword and then ends the passage blessing those who give little ones a cup of cold water.
In this bit of Matthew Jesus is asking that the quality of our love for him be at very least of the same depth and intensity as the quality of our love and commitment to those dearest to us. We will make sacrifices for them. Will we make sacrifices for him? We will give time to them. Will we give time to him? We will give our utmost to strengthening a nourishing relationship with them. Will we do at least the same for our relationship with him? Just as we are the only ones who can make these decisions about our human relationship, so only we can decide about the quality of our relationship with Jesus.
There is so much profound content in this passage we can only touch some of it. As the core is the paradox at the heart of life. The more we try to possess life for self-centered ends, the more we lose its essential meaning and joy. The more we give ourselves to God, the more real we will find ourselves to be. Right at the end, Jesus implies that the ultimate measuring rod for our love is our actions. Loving him is not a sentimental concept. Love is obedience to him. Love is a deed done for another.
Be a blessing and stay well!
Fr. Larry
June 22, 2020Dear St. Theresa family,
When is “one Our Father and three Hail Mary’s not enough?
I just finished another “Covid” book. One of many books I have intended to read or re-read for some time. This one was “Whatever Became of Sin” by Karl Menninger a popular twentieth century psychiatrist who warns that should the concept of sin become eliminated from cultural discourse any hope of a moral society would be imperiled. While odd that such a work would come from the medical community rather the religious it is not surprising given the loss of awareness of human wrongdoing and not hearing much on the topic from the pulpit. For Dr. Menninger one of the most psychologically healthy things a person can do is acknowledge sin and confess it. There is darkness out there as we have seen in the media. It isn’t the darkness of overt brutality, adulterous affairs, and greed. The real darkness, out of which all darkness flows, isn’t found on the outside, but within. And there is a name for it…sin.
We don’t like to talk about sin and salvation much in our culture. Sin is seen as an embarrassment and something that makes us feel guilty and unworthy. Talk of salvation challenges our need to be autonomous and self-reliant. If a priest talks about sin and sinful behavior it causes as lot of shifting around in seats, furtive glances and for some a sense of being singled out. Many have left the Church because they are attracted to a happier, more uplifting way to be spiritual, usually with a cup of coffee and the cross-word puzzle. At the end of the day, though, what is at the heart of all our desperate struggling is sin. At a basic level, we are broken people, incapable of making ultimate meaning or sense of our lives. Until we come to terms with this truth, we will always be desperate. Christians know that honestly owning up to the truth about our broken lives is not an act of cowardice but a sign of bravery.
There is an answer. It comes to us through the grace of God, in the person of Jesus Christ. He came to release the captives from the bondage of sin. He understands the restless hearts, the denial of sacred identity and failed relationships. He is the one who comes to rescue us and once we encounter the love of Christ given in the sacrament of penance, nothing is the same. Wherever there is honest confession there is true forgiveness. Whenever there is a cry of the heart, Christ answers in compassion. Whenever someone is lost, Jesus the Good Shepherd goes out searching until the lost is found. Whenever someone is in peril, Jesus comes to save. Suddenly we have inner resources we never imagined, possibilities we never dreamed of. The struggles of daily life…for control, for meaning, for peace, for love…are gathered up into the love and acceptance of God. No longer plagued by questions, we have the only answer we will ever need. We are children of the living God, who loves us and calls us into the world not to be tangled up in the webs of our own weaving, but to be like Christ, and bring the light into a world of darkness. Read the prologue to the Gospel of John. Verse 5 is the best of all: “The light shines in the darkness and the darkness did not overcome it.”
Truthfully, it is not so much a sense of sin that has gone missing but rather a sense of contrition and penance. We are seeing some of that going on around us now as a result of the global response to racial inequities. A society that hopes to flourish is one that faces its sin, confesses it, and then makes amends, or penance as the church calls it. If, however, a society is to embrace this it will only be because the people who make up society have embraced it as individuals. It is one thing to recognize sin and regret it and something else to repair the damage. It must begin with “Forgive me Father.”
Have a blessed week,
Fr. Larry
June 12
Celebrating the Most Holy Body and Blood of ChristDear St. Theresa family,
This Sunday we celebrate the feast commemorating the Body and Blood of or Lord, once known as Corpus Christi Day. Yet another Holy Day in the United States suffering indifference moved from Thursday, its traditional day of observance to Sunday.
Not so in Europe. In Cologne, Germany on Corpus Christi Day, parishioners, sodalities and various groups with banners join clergy and servers from all over the diocese who then join throngs gathering in the city square to begin a great celebration of the Blessed Sacrament through the city. This is a real holiday as everything is closed in anticipation of the thousands who will line the streets to pay homage to the presence of Our Savior who blesses the city.
The day begins with Mass outside of the cathedral followed by the procession through the streets stopping at various altars for the singing of litanies and adoration. Returning to the cathedral this tremendous civic devotion culminates in solemn Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament. A scene repeated all over Catholic Europe and other countries. It is regrettable that most of our children will never witness such a demonstration of faith and devotion. I think this alone is worth a trip to Europe at this time of year!
We are experiencing an increase of devotion to our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament. Tabernacles once exiled to out of the way places and little rooms are being returned to a place that signifies the centrality of this sacrament in our faith. Much more is required. An increase in such devotion along with sound teaching is needed if we are to reverse what is indicated in the latest Pew research which tells us that 69% of self-identifying Catholics do not believe in the real presence of Jesus in the Eucharist.
Diminished devotion to this sacrament is nothing new. In the mid to late 19th century devotion to Christ had waned and many saw the need for action. Dismayed by the lack of participation or understanding of the Eucharist, a French laywoman named Emilie-Marie Tamisier who thinking “enough is enough” relentlessly lobbied the hierarchy to address the need. The resulting first Eucharistic Congress was with great success held in Lille, France. But it was not until when Bishop Dubuis of the Diocese of Galveston approach the Holy Father about the significance of such events that the tradition of Eucharistic congresses began. These annual conventions which included Mass, devotions, preaching, and lectures began to have the desired effect of drawing people back to the truths of the Catholic Faith.
When the first one was held in the United States, anti-Catholicism was at its peak, which makes the statistics of this Congress held in Chicago on June 20, 1926 surprising even by 21st century standards. At one Mass celebrated at Soldier field the attendance was estimated at over 400,000. The choir of school children numbered 60,000. The overall attendance at the week-long congress numbered some 837,400. The logistics of the event make interesting reading. That was 94 years ago. Last year’s Congress drew about 100,000. I’m not great at math but I know that given the Catholic population now versus 1926, this is not an impressive turnout.
There is no easy answer to the troubling reality of this crises of unbelief. If it were as simple as maintaining and observing original holy days with great public liturgical spectacles, then Europe would be a stronghold of faithful Catholic observance. Not so. Perhaps we need someone to say: “enough is enough” and prompt a resurgence of Eucharistic piety. Or we could step up our own devotion and carefully teach our children about the true presence of our Lord in the tabernacle.
Does anyone remember the days when we stayed after Mass for prayers of thanksgiving? Does anyone remember when we were reverent and kept silence in the presence of Our Lord? Little things that can clue a new generation into the idea that the Catholic Church is not just any church.
Stay well,
Fr. Larry
June 8, 2020
Seeds of VocationDear St. Theresa family,
As I have been kindly reminded by several, it was 35 years ago today that I said “yes”, and Bishop Harris ordained me and four other men to the presbyterate at St. Louis Church. I remember much about the day but most particularly my family. Seated on the front row were my parents whose love and support for my vocation was amazing. At several intervals during the very long ceremony I caught glances of them at times beaming and at times wiping a tear.
In retrospect I have thought about what brought them to that happy day in their life together. They were each brought up in observant Christian homes. My Mother Catholic and my father Presbyterian. They brought together the best of their upbringing; my mother’s experience of a loving mother and good Catholic schools and my dad’s faith transferred to him by his father who was a Teaching Elder. After 15 years of marriage, my dad, instructed by Fr. Charles Elmer, converted to the Catholic faith. By the time I hit the scene, ours was a committed and involved Catholic home. There in the family, that’s where my vocation started. I remember our parish as an extension of our home. The priest’s arrival in our house and sharing meals was always an occasion of happiness.
We were definitely “every Sunday Catholics” never missing holy days and always “doing something” around the parish. Church seemed to be very important, even vital to my parents. Sleeping in on Sunday was not an option. That was not, however a problem for me. I didn’t mind going to church as our parish was anything but dull. My mother’s preference was the High Mass which made quite an impact on me as the great drama of the Mass unfolded before us.
Looking back over the years I can see I was right to be deeply impressed, for High Mass at St. Joseph’s Bryan was indeed a very solemn spectacle and performed with great reverence. The choir loft was full, and dear old Gussie Shultz, who used to accompany silent films in the 20’s at the Queen theater downtown, rattled the windows at the organ. There wasn’t much congregational participation in those days, but we all went down like a field of corn before the wind at the ‘Incarnatus’ in the Creed. At the consecration there was a thrilling silence only broken by the tinkling of the bell when the Host was elevated. The silence was the more impressive after the ear-splitting volumes of sound during the singing of the Sanctus (Holy, Holy.)
There was a wonderful feeling of holiness and worship which, young as I was, conveyed itself to me. Never from that moment was there any difficulty about getting me to go to church and I loved every moment of it. One weekend we had to travel, and very early on Sunday I was unceremoniously evicted from my bed to attend the 7:30 a.m. at a neighboring parish. This unwelcome and irritating change was only matched by my disappointment in the no-frills Low Mass. The choir loft was empty, and Mrs. Schultz was nowhere to be seen. There were no clouds of incense and it seemed that many people came late and left early. That we did not follow the example set by them was the final blow in this parade of disappointments.
Later I discovered that not all parishes were like St. Joseph’s. Much of what happened to the Catholic church after the initial wave of Vatican Two was bewildering and (to me at least) uninspiring. But thanks to the seeds sown and the careful cultivation I received from my parents I weathered that tempest. I have many other memories of my upbringing as a Catholic, but none so strong as being together as family at Mass. I am spiritually indebted to my parents for putting God first. They were the ones who made sure the soil was well cultivated for the seed of vocation to take root. Now, 35 years later I celebrate two wonderful and dedicated disciples of Christ who never had trouble saying “no” to me but always, always said “yes” to God.
A word to all of the St. Theresa family who faithfully live and witness the love of Christ among us: thank you for daily making me glad that I said “yes.” Please pray for vocations.
Yours in Christ,
Fr. Larry
June 5, 2020
On MarriageDear St. Theresa family,
June is here and typically it is the month of weddings. Looking at the calendar I see no weddings over which to preside. There may be people getting married, but not here. A trend today is destination weddings. Another trend is no wedding at all. The idea that marriage is “just a piece of paper” reveals an attitude toward the institution born of disillusionment.
Traditional marriage has been under fire from outside forces for a long time. Living together is now a norm and no longer enjoys the benefit of societal disapproval. Research has shown that couples who live together and later decide to marry are fifty percent more likely to divorce and more frequently entertain the idea.
Thirty-five years of working with marriages has taught me a few things related to that. Many couples who elect to live together prior to marriage are doing so to discover if they are compatible. This used to be accomplished with courtship. The reality, however, is no different than that of a “test drive.” Leaving religion and the Christian theology of marriage out of the picture and pretending sin no longer exists or applies to enlightened people with no investment in a life of faith, it seems the purpose of living together is to avoid encumbrance in case either party wants to bail out. Other than who gets the dog there are few complications.
This is fine when each party knows and agrees ahead of time that they are being taken for a ride. Should they decide to marry later, that mentality that made living together an attractive alternative remains intact. The bond and covenant notwithstanding, couples avoid the hard work of “making” a marriage work and therefore leave, most often for reasons that could have been discovered during a courtship and resolved during marriage preparation. The other reason, and perhaps the one that has even greater significance, is the fact that nothing changes between living together and getting married. What do I mean? Marriage is a momentous event in life. What was, is no more and what will be is something completely new. In between is the wedding itself where there were two, who by virtue of a covenant become one.
In Mark 10:8 it says: “and the two shall become one flesh.” They began a relationship with an exit plan and in their minds are still only two people. The day before the wedding looks and feels like the day after. Nothing has really changed. The attitudes which led them to live together stay locked in place. So, when the going gets rough, and the going always gets rough, they revert to the plan when they first decided to live together. In truth living together accomplishes the opposite of what is hoped for and this is statistically proven.
Every couple faces trials in the course of a marriage. Many marriages begin to fail when communication fails. The causes of most fights are mundane, but these small things can turn into major issues. There are even moments when you wonder if you married the right person. If prayer has no place in the marriage, it misses the grace and power of a marriage that includes Christ as the third partner. His love is what helps a marriage endure the bumps and offers trust that things will get better.
Getting married is easy. Staying married is hard work. The secret is putting God first…after all he is a jealous God! (Exodus 20:5)
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
May 29, 2020
PentecostDear St. Theresa family,
(a quick Friday Bible Study in preparation for Pentecost)
This Sunday is Pentecost and the birthday of the Church, when hear about strong winds, tongues of fire and people speaking different languages. Great images pointing to the power Christians will rely on as they get about the business of spreading the good news. Unlike Easter with weeks of bible texts to draw on Pentecost gives us only one day. Like Easter there is so much the New Testament says about the Spirit but only one day to say it. One of these we don’t get is John 7:37-39. Go read that.
C. S. Lewis said that we cannot try to understand everything Jesus says in a literal way. For instance, he once pointed out that when Jesus said we were to be like doves he did not intend us to lay eggs. That’s an obvious example of the kind of thing we deal with in the passage. Jesus has a big task. He is telling us of the ways of God, describing for us the kingdom of God. He is also describing how God deals with us, how the Holy Spirit communicates with our human spirits. We are the creation of God, but our spirits can wander far away from the Holy Spirit. It is this sense of separation which Jesus set out to fix. To do so he speaks in a way which was rich and powerful for his culture using words such as “like,” to compare things and he always uses direct and simple images for daily life.
One day, while speaking near the temple, he said, “If anyone thirsts let him come to me and drink.” For a Christian this is not merely a long-ago statement to a long-ago group; Jesus is saying this to us now, what does he mean?
In every human spirit there is a thirst for something…relationships, meaning, love. Whether we know it or not our deepest thirst is for God. He is saying that a relationship with him as Lord can help us find those other things. Jesus does not offer us a relationship with himself which is of itself, in some magically religious way, produces what we thirst for. Instead we come to realize that a relationship with Jesus helps us to approach the world and everyday life in such a way that we become capable of finding relationships, love, joy, and meaning in the things we experience and the people we encounter.
Notice what he says immediately afterward. He points out in vs. 38 that anyone who does drink in his spirit must not do so only to satisfy his or her own longings (read thirst). A relationship with Jesus is not for the sole purpose of what it gives us. We go after these things of our Lord so that we in turn can be grace to others.
Having gone to the spiritual well which Jesus can be for us, we are then to be a source of nourishment for those with whom we come in contact.
If you are coming to Mass this weekend wear something red!
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
May 27, 2020
Should You Return?Dear St. Theresa family,
With church back open people have queried me about coming back to worship. When asked if they should, I in turn asked: “Do you want to?” “No…yes… oh I just don’t know” they replied. “Stay home” I said and added: “Follow your conscience. The time is coming when you will know to come back to worship.” The change that came over her face was like one of those before and after pictures you see of people who used whatever product is guaranteed to make you look twenty years younger.
This uncertainty shouldn’t be surprising. What we hear is that the number of cases is down…no, it’s up…and there may be a second wave and yet people are encouraged to get out of the house. Things are opening up here and there while voices of authority say it’s too soon. In an atmosphere charged with conflicting information and the anxiety it produces, it is no surprise that folks are feeling pulled in two directions.
Our Bishop has not rescinded his dispensation, therefore anyone 65 and over or people with health concerns or immune deficiency and anyone who cares for someone who is vulnerable is encouraged to remain home and worship online. For all who feel they can return to worship, we are striving to create a welcoming atmosphere following recommended guidelines for seating, communion practices, and cleaning the building and will continue doing so.
Here’s a big shout out and thank you to parish volunteers who help make all this possible. They arrive early and stay late ensuring the best experience possible. Thanks to all our parishioners who have shown remarkable patience. Being told where to sit and when to leave is annoying, but also know it’s not forever.
The teachers have been here today sorting and organizing and getting the school ready for when they return in August. They deserve accolades for the extraordinary way in which they quickly switched gears and brought our motto of “Excellence in Education” to an online format. Kudos to parents who sacrificed to make things happen at home.
Congratulations to our 8th grade students who look forward to what’s next and thanks to all our students for daily cooperation and everyone else for rolling with the punches.
Our Interim Principal Rachel Eckert has been the primary architect of this experience and will be leaving us next month and so we send her off with a debt of gratitude for the many ways she has made all the difference. In June we will welcome our new head of school Brian Wheeler and his family to St. Theresa.
God’s still in charge and things are getting better! Now go wash your hands.
Grace and peace,
Fr. Larry
May 26, 2020
On FriendshipDear St. Theresa family,
Memorial Day is in our rear view mirror and hopefully it was a good time of family, friends and remembrance. On the subject of friends, the isolation we have experienced over the past few months has been trying on friendships. We have taken advantage of social media and zoom to stay connected and that has been a help talking with friends from all over knowing the experience and situation is the same almost everywhere. We don’t often consider how important our friends are. I have heard comments like: “I’d be lost without my friends” and “My friends keep me sane” among others. Friends are an essential part of life. They keep us connected, hold us accountable, offer encouragement and overlook our annoying foibles.
I met up recently with Mark my best friend growing up. He’s a physician so I pumped him for his opinions about our current pandemic and then we talked about his kids and grandkids and people we knew. One of the ways friends keep us connected is by tying us to the past. We have known each other since grade school and even though we rarely see or talk to one another it was interesting how quickly we reverted to the incomplete sentences and short-hand way of speaking we used during our high school years. Even as our lives have taken us in different directions, we revel in this relationship. Our shared history grounds me and gives me a sense of where I’ve come from.
Friends also connect us to the present and they help us deal with reality. Ready to banish your children to the garage with out a cellphone or video games? Call a friend, Think your spouse is having an affair? Time for coffee. Depressed that you cannot fit into the clothes you wore before the pandemic? Talk to someone who’s been there, worn that. Friends give us perspective when we have been too close to a situation… “You want me to hold him while you hit him?” When colleagues and acquaintances can seem unsympathetic or dismissive, friends come to the rescue and no one else can celebrate your triumphs like your friends because they know exactly what it took for you to succeed.
The bible has some things to share about the values of friendships. Read Ruth chapter 1:16-17. The story of Ruth and Naomi after the death of her husband and sons is touching and tells us of the holy possibilities in friendship. It tells us of the healing that can happen in the midst of tragedy.
As he goes to the cross, Jesus gives his disciples a new identity. “This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. No one has greater love than this, to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” A friend is someone like Jesus who can wholeheartedly revel in the success of another, someone who wants to see us grow. In this way friendship is the smallest unit of Christian community and identity, the place where grace hits the ground.
Be well and blessed,
Fr. Larry