Sunday Homily, October 21, 2007, 29th in Ordinary Time

Readings: Exodus 17, 8-13; Psalm 121; 2 Timothy 3, 14-4, 2; Luke 18, 1-8

Exodus: to understand this book it helps to review what came before in Genesis.  Namely, creation, Cain & Abel, the flood, the tower of Babylon, and then the patriarchs, Abraham, Isaac, & Jacob.  Remember that Jacob had 12 sons, the last of which, Joseph, was sold by his brothers to a camel caravan which got him to Egypt. 

Joseph thrived in Egypt, becoming the favorite of Pharaoh, while drought & famine afflicted the land of Joseph’s brothers & his father, Jacob.  At one point Jacob sends his sons to Pharaoh to get food & help.  That is how eventually the Israelites ended up in Egypt, to live. 

Exodus is the story of their escape from Egypt, Moses, his birth and call, and how he gets the people away from Pharaoh.

In our selection the people are in the desert fighting for their lives.  Three characters make up the story, Moses, Joshua, the leader of the Israelite army, and Amalek, the leader of the army attacking the people. Moses is blessing his people by holding his staff over the army as a blessing, like praying for success.  See what happens.  This sets up the Luke story about the widow petitioning the judge for a victory.

What We Ask For

A few years ago I had three elderly people from the subdivision of Northwood Hills contact me about planting trees in their neighborhood.  Two were a couple and there was a third guy, all probably about my age right now.  I really did not want to do this project because they were north of LBJ and I thought it was too far to drag the water trailer full of water from Jesuit, where I was living then.

So I put them off.  Maybe even for a year.  Eventually, however, because of their persistence I went to see their project, which consisted of Fretz Park, Hillcrest from LBJ to Beltline, Beltline from Preston to Coit, and a neighborhood elementary school, about 350 plus trees.

Despite not being eager to tackle the distance, two things pulled down my resistance.  First, they were willing to kick in a good portion of the cost of the trees.  Secondly, they were so gracious and eager to improve their own neighborhood.  I could not tell them no after all they were willing to put out, and all their pleading. 

You know the rest.  We planted one of our bigger projects and the trees are thriving.  In fact, I did not even water that project once this summer.  You may not know it, but they gave me a recognition of gratitude at one of their large community meetings.

When I hear Luke’s story about the widow & the judge I always think about Northwood Hills.  With gratitude. 

With confusion also, because I have difficulty with the main point of the story.  Namely, that God will answer persistent prayer, without even being slow about it, as Luke says.  Do you believe that God answers our prayers, and even more swiftly if we are persistent as the widow?  My mom thought that a nine day novena with special prayers got her every request, though my memory tells me otherwise.

I need to make a distinction and an observation to make sense of this for me.  I have talked about it before, so I remind you.  The distinction is between a macro-managing God and a micro-managing God.

The macro-managing God I can handle.  This god is behind the big stuff, the sky, creation, the stars, life, the balance of the universe.  I see this god as like a person bowling.  He gets the ball going and it travels on its own.

The micro-managing god, however, is in the small stuff, responsible for my sickness, for instance.  He makes good things happen & bad things.  He can change each.  If I pester this god enough he will find my lost wedding ring or car keys.  He will cure the sick, make me rich, fix the lottery so I win it, and so forth.  This god I don’t see in my experience.

Then why do I pray for people?  Like at our prayers of the faithful.  This is the observation. I pray first because I think, I hope, our God hears and is personal.  Secondly, I pray because I imagine that my spirit sends forth some kind of emotional energy to that God that says, "Please take special care of this person I love."  When we do this as a group, the emotional energy has a little more punch. 

A by product of praying for others is it sensitizes me to the suffering & difficulty other people are experiencing.

So where does this leave us?  Don’t pray for people?  Don’t pray persistently like the little widow or the people from Northwood Hills?  No. It may mean I lower my expectations. Maybe it helps to make the distinction about the macro vs micro-managing god.  I still remember people in prayer. 

Ultimately, what is your belief about praying for special intentions?

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  • Sunday Homily 7-13-08, 15th, Ordinary Time

    Readings: Isaiah 55, 10-11; Psalm 65; Romans 8, 18-23; Matthew 13, 1-23


    Isaiah: The Great One lived around 750 B.C.  He is one of the 3 Major Prophets along with Jeremiah & Ezekiel, mostly because their works are larger than the 12 Minor Prophets.  Like all prophets he  condemned the behavior of the people, promised punishment from Yahweh, and foretold that a better day was coming after the punishment.


    Isaiah has some of the most beautiful passages, many of which are seen as foretelling the coming of the Savior.  His readings are used all through the Advent & Christmas readings, as well as in Lent. 


    Note, however, that there is evidence from different writing styles and length of time that three authors at least make up the book of Isaiah.


    Both the Isaiah reading and Psalm 65 are beautiful.


    Froebes


    What Kind of Soil Am I? 


    One day when I was a little kid, so little I was not in school yet, I was playing in the driveway beside our house.  We had a driveway that ran from the street, along side the left side or east side of the house, all the way to the back where the two car wooden garage was.  We had no fence along that side of our back yard and the neighbor’s house had no fence. 


    At some point in my play the lady who worked for the neighbors came to the back door.  I did not like this lady.  Actually, she had a small apartment attached to their garage where she lived when she was not working in the house. 


    I do not know what it was that got me off on her.  Certainly she was not friendly, nor warm & fuzzy with this little boy.  So, out of the blue, I say to her standing there in the doorway, “You are a big, fat elephant.” 


    Maybe I ran.  I don’t know.  But, I give that lady credit.  She marched right over to our house and told my mother.  And my mother went ballistic.  I got a spanking. Which certainly did not make me more fond of that lady.


    As a result of this event, plus numerous other little behaviors that were unacceptable, I entered adolescence with the thought that I was a pretty bad kid.  My soil was rocky and I was probably on the express train to hell.  Which definitely played a role in my decision to enter the Jesuits and become a priest.  Save my lost soul before it was too late. 


    I talk about this because it connects me with the parable of the sower, one of the many so called agricultural parables found in Matthew.  In the parable, Jesus says we got four chances to get the message and with three of them we don’t get it.  Not good odds.  I go along with this and suggest that the path, the rocks, and the thorns symbolize three ways we sabotage our process of getting the message. 


    • First, I suggest the path symbolized a lack of gratitude. We take for granted all the blessings and beauty that make up our life and, in fact, often feel entitled. Our time is so limited that we never reflect.
    • Second, the rocks symbolize our middle class obsession with stuff, toys, things. We have to have the latest thing, the biggest, the best.
    • Thirdly, the thorns may symbolize the fact that I hear the wrong message. I pick up that I am bad, like I learned when I was a little kid.

    What is really devious about these three, is that they are reciprocal.  They interact among themselves. Here is what I mean.


    Say, I have the self image that I am bad.  If I am already bad, why make an effort.  Certainly, I don’t incline toward gratitude.  I do incline, however, toward toys & stuff.  The toys are medication for my disappointment in myself.  If I have enough toys, I think that others will think I am hot stuff. 


    I was into toys as a teen.  No doubt.  One of the best things that happened was when I joined the Jesuits, I let go of it all.  I had no possessions to impress others with.  None of us in my class had possessions.  We were just guys. 


    The reason this is pathetic is that while I am ungrateful and obsessed with toys because of my lack of self acceptance, I never achieve The Peace, which is where the rich soil is that yields a hundred fold of peace.  I don’t get the message.  The message is I’m okay.


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    How do I break this cycle?  I think I can intervene anywhere along the process.  I can focus on gratitude, I can detach from stuff & toys, and I can work on self acceptance.  Maybe all at the same time.  That is getting the message.


    The beauty about all this is that ultimately, wherever I am, I am okay.  I am accepted.  I am not riding the express train to hell.  Jesus presents us with ultimate demands, and ultimate acceptance.


    What is the challenge to you?  How do you get The Message?


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  • Sunday Homily, July 15, 2012, 15th Ordinary Time B

    Readings:  

     Amos, 7, 12-15, The Lord took me from following the flock, and said to me, “Go, prophesy to my people Israel.  (Expanding the reading)

    Psalm 85, Lord, let us see your kindness, and grant us your salvation.

    Ephesians 1, 3-14 In love he destined us for adoption to himself.

    Mark 6, 7-13, Take nothing for the journey but a walking stick, no food, no sack, no money.

     

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    Celeste visiting home from her teaching in Switzerland

    Amos:   

    Author: Amos or his scribe.  He was a shepherd of sheep & tended sycamore trees.  One of the 12 minor prophets of the OT, minor because of smallness of the works.  Amos has only 9 chapters.  Usual pattern of prophets: 1.  condemnation of the people’s behavior;  2. predictions of severe punishment for the behavior; 3. promises of better times in the future. 

    Date: Ca. 777 (a memory help), after the kingships of David & Solomon, time of King Jeroboam of the northern kingdom, called Israel vs the southern kingdom, called Judah (where Jerusalem is).   

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    Play time with Emma, Torri, & Georgie

    Geography: Note the two kingdoms, Judah in the south, Israel in the north.  Amos tended sheep in a little town called Tekoa, 10 miles south of Jerusalem, in Judah, the south.  He is sent by Yahweh to Bethel, a small but important town in the northern kingdom, 10 miles north of Jerusalem, to warn the people of Israel & their king Jeroboam that Yahweh was mad at them.  The wicked high priest of Bethel, Amaziah condemns Amos for his interference.

    The Setting: a time of prosperity.  But Yahweh is mad at the greed of the wealthy and their oppression of the poor (which ties into our gospel talking about walking lightly through life).  We know the people of this kingdom of Israel are headed for annihilation by the Assyrian nation.  And they will disappear as a significant body, around 700 before Christ.

    Our Selection, chapter 7: (reading all of chapter 7) Amos describes three visions or dreams he has.  Amaziah gives it to him for spreading these visions around.  Then, Amos responds and socks it to Amaziah with a hammer.

     Mark:  a couple of reminders–

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    Hugh & Sydney in their regular seats.

     

        1.  Mark is the first of the 4 gospels written, ca 70 C.E.  Note: Jerusalem & the Temple were smashed by the Romans in 70, after a Jewish rebellion.  In 73 the famous Masada battle took place.  More about this event another day.  Just think, from this date until 1948 a Jewish state did not exist.

        2.  The first written documents were by Paul, his letters.

    Sources: Grace Institute of Biblical Leadership; Catholic Encyclopedia; Wikipedia

     

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    Georgie

    Want to be free?  Travel lightly.

    Ever been to The Bridge?  Know what it is?  The Bridge is one of the homeless shelters in downtown Dallas, just south of City Hall.  It was built by the City.  It serves 3 meals a day and houses about 350 people overnight. 

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    Zoe with The Best Granddad

    Rosemary & I have been there about 6 times this year to help serve meals.  My favorite job is the tray collector.  What I do is stand in a corner near the exit and a window into the dish washing area.  As each person finishes they walk up, give me their tray, and exit.  I empty into trash bins leftover food, pour leftover water down a sink, send the utensils through the window, and, this is why it is my favorite, I chat up each person, thanking them for coming in and wishing them a good afternoon or night. 

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    Torri with The Best Grandmother

    Frequently as the people depart they pick up bundles they leave by the door.  These bundles contain their earthly possessions.  I often ask them what they got inside.  Extra clothing, extra pair of shoes, toilet articles, maybe a momento.  That’s it.

    I thought about these men and women when I read the instruction to take nothing for the journey.  Wow.  I can feel guilty.  I certainly cannot fit all I have into a bundle, let alone take nothing for the journey. 

    I’ve touched upon some of this before, but let me remind you.   Three observations.

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    Buddy with The Best Mama

    First, we have here another example of the spirituality of infinite demand vs. infinite acceptance.  This is hyperbole.  It is not meant to be taken literally.  We don't have to live like the people in The Bridge, one bundle with all our belongings

    Secondly, having said this, there comes along the danger to discount the principle.  Spiritual & physical freedom is involved here. 

    I confess I normally do not have much trouble with this principle.  By nature and by Jesuit training I do not like too much stuff in my life.  I can drive Rosemary crazy.  If I don’t use something for a year, clothes or book, whatever, I want to hand it over to charity.  Not always provident.

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    Mr. Leo

    There is the cynical statement going around that he wins who ends up with the most toys.  Delusion.  This reminds me of the monkey & banana story.  The monkey is holding on to a banana in a cage.  He cannot get his hand out without letting loose of the banana.  He won’t let loose.  He is trapped.  We can be trapped by our stuff. 

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    Thirdly, the journey mentioned by Jesus is a metaphor.  It is not a journey like riding a bike across Iowa, which Rosemary & I will do next Sunday.  It is the journey of life. 

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    Loretta with her grandson, Nolan, and Dawn, in town for the Memorial Mass

    The challenge: travel lightly the journey of life.

    What do you need to toss overboard to lighten your journey of life?

     

  • Sunday Homily, August 7, 2016, 19th Sunday Ordinary

    Readings:

    Wisdom   18, 6-9,  The night of the Passover was known.

    Psalm 33,  Blessed the people the Lord has chosen to be his own.

    Hebrews 11, 1-2, 8-19,   Faith is the realization of what is hoped for.

    Luke 12, 32-48,  You must be prepared for at an hour you do not expect, the Son of Man will come.

    (Less than amiable readings this week.)

     

    Gen & John 1

    Say Genevieve and John, "Welcome in Everybody."

     

     

    Observations on the book of Wisdom:

    What:  Exploration of the meaning and value of wisdom.  The author is the first to express a hope for immortality, a Greek concept.

     Who:  A Greek Jew who wrote probably in Alexandria, Egypt.

     

    An observation on Hebrews:  one of the most difficult books in the Bible.

     

    Gen 1

     

    Just watch how good I can walk.

     

     

    Watch out for the Beauty

    As you may imagine, I am not comfortable at all with the tenor of our readings this morning.   Do you really think our God is a mean master sneaking around looking to snatch us when we have messed up? 

    No way.    Instead, I would suggest our God is a God of gifts.  We are challenged to be alert, yes,  & watch out for the beautiful gift of the moment.  And there are many each day. 

    Let me exemplify with three stories from Iowa and the Ragbrai bike rally.

     

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    Firstly, on the third or fourth night of our week we pulled into a scenic hilly town called Centerville.  Our group of about 25 was invited by a couple to camp in their front and back yards. 

    I arrived about 4:00 and immediately went out to get something to eat.  I returned and found the hosts, Terry and Kevin, had produced a huge spread in their driveway, hamburgers, brats, cookies, and two gallons of vanilla ice cream with, of course, chocolate sauce.  I could not believe my eyes.

     

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    Camping in the shady yard of a beautiful Victorian two story. 

     

     

    I was most touched and thanked them over & over.  This hospitality was a norm and it never ceased to catch me unaware and to touch me.  Our God is a God of Gifts.

    Secondly, the Air Force.  Every year I see Air Force men & women in these marvelous blue & white bike outfits with big, upright wings on their back.  I remember other years when we had 50 or 60.  This year there were ca. 115, according to one guy I asked.  

     

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    The Air Force, not only riding, all 120 plus of them, but helping anyone who came up with a flat, a dropped chain, or an accident.   They were everywhere and I told them I was really proud of them.  Sign up next year, Ryan, Chebino.

     

    The men and women not only rode the 500 miles, they also stopped to help bikers who had a flat or who had dropped their chain.  And, of course, they patched bikers up who had scratches & bruises.  Likewise, they can phone in for an ambulance, of which I saw a bunch.  I would see them all along the road.  I am so proud of these Air Force people.  Our God is a God of Gifts.     

    Likewise, David, himself stopped once and patched up a girl he saw fall down.

     

    Bike Anybody

     

    Oh, my gosh, where did I put my bike?   A typical scene in every town we entered.  

     

     

    Thirdly, on the second day coming out of Shenandoah and heading toward Creston, going up a hill, I spot a three wheel bike with two people.  One person is a woman in, say, her thirties.   Next to her was an older man, slender with white hair.  She is pedaling.

    On the back of the tricycle there was a hand written sign.  “My father is 81 years old and he has stage 4 cancer.  This is his first Ragbrai.”   Wow.  Talk about being moved. 

     

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    Does life get better than this?? 

     

     

    This was only part of the story.  A guy had ridden past this dad & daughter, had dropped his bike up the hill, run back down, and was pushing the three wheeler up the hill.   Further up the hill I saw another guy had dropped his bike on the shoulder, and he, too, was running down to help push. 

    Our God is a God of Gifts.

     

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    And you were hoping to get through this town in how many minutes?  And you still have not reached the town square.

     

     

    Because of many of these & many other similar moments, when I finally arrived at the marvelous, mighty Mississippi, I just had tears streaming down my cheeks. 

    Our God is a God of Gifts.

    What are yours today?

     

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    Our God is a God of the Gift of cuddly grandmothers for lovely girls like Zoe.

     

     

  • Sunday Homily, February 10, 2013, 5th Ordinary Time, C cycle

     Readings:

    Isaiah 6, 1-8,  Whom shall I send?  Send me.

    Psalm 138,  In the sight of the angels, I will sing your praises, Lord.

    1 Corinthians 15, 1-11, I am the least of the apostles.

    Luke 5, 1-11, They caught a great number of fish and their nets were tearing.

     

    Leo 2-10-13

    Leo and his best pacifier, John


    For those who don’t have a decent Bible or a book of the readings, here are two links that I use,

    The Bible at Your Fingertips (http://st-luke-church.org/bible-at-finger-tips.php) and USCCB, The New American Bible (http://www.usccb.org/).  

    The difference?  The first is Protestant more or less, and the second is officially Catholic and has the 12 little books in between the O.T. & N.T., called Deuterocanonical or Apocrypha. 

    Both are good translations. 

    Buying a bible?  The Jerusalem Bible. 

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    Who's that under that table? Emma!

     Isaiah 1

    This is The Great One.  The Prophet.  My favorite.  In general, this work has three parts put together by three different people.  It is time dependent: before, during, and after the, you guessed it, the Babylonian Captivity.  Keep 500 before Christ in mind as an easy date. 

    Last week we heard the story of the prophet Jeremiah’s call by Yahweh.  This week we have Isaiah’s call. 

    Psalm 138

    Want to hear something beautiful?  Listen to today’s psalm.  Another of my favorites. Thanks, thanks, and more thanks.

    1 Corinthians 15

    In last week’s Corinthians’ reading Paul described his vision of love.  Today he continues talking to the people of his church in Corinth, focusing on how he was called by God.

     

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    Zoe on a mission while watching the    Brunch Table.

     

    The Small Call

    I would like to talk this morning about small calls.  Our readings are all about great calls, like Isaiah, to be God’s spokesperson.  These calls come once in life, or a few times in life.  I would like to suggest small calls come every day.   Let me illustrate.

    In Mexico City there is this magnificent avenue, Reforma, modeled by the Empress Carlotta on the famous Champs Elysee in Paris, built during our Civil War, say 1860.  A week ago I was on Reforma one afternoon before returning to the U.S.

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    Buddy, "Yeah, brunch time. I'm ready."

    I was intrigued.  The government provides rental bikes.  Along the pedestrian islands that border Reforma are numerous racks of some 40 bikes which people can rent.  People are riding these bikes all over the center of Mexico City.  I wanted to know if I could rent a bike for a day. 

    I had asked a few people, but no one was sure.  I was simply told that for $30 I could obtain a card which I could use to rent the bike for one year.

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    Cowboy Cole. How did he get ahead of the crowd? With his mom, Erin.

     

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     At one point I am standing beside the check-in post reading the instructions.  You buy the card at a drug store, show proof of identity, and then swipe the card through the reader.  It tells you what number bike is yours.  You may return the bike to any of the numerous bike racks around the city center.

    I finish unsatisfied, turn around, and watch a man ride up on one of the recognizable bikes.  He puts it in the rack down the way, then begins to walk in my direction.  He is middle aged, in his mid 50’s, trim, dressed neatly in business pants, white shirt and tie, and a small back pack. 

    I ask him if he could help me.  I tell him what I want and he is sure I cannot rent a bike for a day.  In fact, he thinks only citizens can rent the bikes. 

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    The Great Brunch, ready.

    We continue to talk.  I tell him how I admire Mexico City for installing the bikes, that my wife & I, who ride a lot, saw the bikes two years ago when we were in town.  He says he has seen them not only in Mexico City, but in cities in the States and in Europe.  This tells me something, he has traveled internationally.

     

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    Brunch Time, Out of the Way!

    We have a charming conversation for about 10 minutes.  As we part he tells me how he enjoyed conversing, welcome to Mexico, and, get this, he congratulates me on excellent Spanish!

    Folks, I could have done a backward somersault in the air.  I felt I could jump from tree top to tree top.  I was so full, ecstatic, grateful.    All the work I had put into Spanish over the years was worth it. 

    This is the small call, what that Mexican did.  A compliment. 

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    Ye Olde Brunch.

     

    I would propose that we get small calls every day.  A compliment, an offer to help, a thanks, an apology for a small mishap.  The girl at the checkout has fancy fingernails; I tell her I like them. 

    These small calls fill others.  With life. 

    What was your small call yesterday?  Your next one? 

                                                     

  • Sunday Homily, October 27, 2013, 30th Ordinary Time C cycle

    Readings: 

    Sirach 35, 12-14, 16-18, He hears the cry of the oppressed.

    Psalm 34,  The Lord hears the cry of the poor.

    2 Timothy 4, 6-8, 16-18  I have competed well.

    Luke 18, 9-14, Two people went up to the temple to pray.

     

    Spider Man Cole 10-27-13

    Could it be Halloween time again? Spider Man Cole.

    Sirach observations:

    Again we take
    up one of the books of the Apocrypha, the 12 books written in Greek and not
    originally considered part of the Bible.  This book is basically a
    collection of Jewish wisdom statements and teachings, like, "A father who loves his son will whip him often, so that he can be proud of him later." 30, 1

    Who:  Joshua, who was translated from Hebrew into Greek by his grandson.

    Date:  ca. 200 years before Christ.

    Our selection in chapter 35 talks about the nature of god
    and what happens to the person who serves god.  It sets up Luke's parable
    about the pharisee & the tax collector in the temple.

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    Sophia.



     Self-righteous,
    Me?

    I love this little parable about the two people who went up to pray in
    the temple.  Two lines are especially
    sneaky.  The first line is where Jesus
    says he has a parable about people who are convinced of their own righteousness
    and who despise everyone else.  That old
    sense of superiority.

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    Zoe with her Cupcake of The week for 5 years.

    That’s me!  I’ll give you an
    example.

    I mentioned once that I think I am a hot bike mechanic.  Well, I also can think I am a hot shot bike
    rider.  I have ridden the 5 Boro in NY, the Hotter ‘N Hell
    Hundred, and I have ridden across Iowa for a week.  Hot Stuff.  Am I not super?

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    Ben with his Welcome Home Cupcake for him and Sophia.

    One morning this past summer Rosemary & I went for a ride around The
    Lake, White Rock, The Jewel.  We picked
    up the White Rock Creek Trail at Northwood Park on Royal Lane just east of
    Central.  It is about 4 miles to The Lake. 

    I have what I call “rabbits.” 
    Rabbits are other bikers I want to beat, 
    motivators for me to really push it. 

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    Mr. Buddy ready for Halloween.

    This particular morning as Rosemary & I are getting our bikes set up
    at the parking lot, I see three guys go zooming by heading for the lake.  When I tell Rosemary that I think I see some
    rabbits, she knows what that means.  We will
    start together and I will race ahead to catch these characters.  Then I will wait for her at our arranged meeting
    place on the north bridge over The Lake.

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    Zoe and Emma.

    So I take off after these three bikers.   I can see them in the distance
    occasionally.  They have all the colorful
    clothing and good street bikes as opposed to hybrids.  They are a challenge.  I follow them under the bridges at Walnut Hill,
    Fair Oaks, Abrams, Skillman, and even the Dart Bridge. 

    I finally come up behind them just before the Northwest Hwy. Bridge.  I follow them for a bit, watching for an
    opportune straight stretch so I can pass them. 
    We are all moving at a good pace, 16-20 miles per hour. 

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    Harper.

    Suddenly I notice something about the third guy.  He has a withered right leg.  I don’t even know how he pedals his bike, let
    alone pedaling at such a pace on this winding trail.  His leg is there and his foot has a shoe, but
    it is like shriveled up.   He must use the leg as just dead weight to
    push down the right pedal.

    I cannot pass them.  I am
    embarrassed at my own sense of superiority and impressed with his
    achievement. 

    Torri 10-27-13

    Torri at it.

    Where they finally went I do not know. 
    We parted when I stopped at the north bridge to wait for Rosemary.   I have never seen the guy again.  Was he some divine messenger sent to humble
    me, to say to me ‘Whoever thinks he is superior will be humbled’?  The second good line.

    A blessing hidden in biking is that just as soon as you think you are hot stuff, along comes somebody who rides by you like as if you are waiting for the Dart train.  Try, try, and try as I might, I cannot catch that person.

    I confess I still chase rabbits, but I often think about the man with
    the withered leg.  And feel appropriately humbled.  

    Over whom do you feel superior?



    Emma 10-27-13

    Emma arriving ready.

     

     

  • 23rd Sunday, Ordinary time, 9-5-2021

    Isaiah 35, Be strong, fear not

    Psalm 146, Praise the Lord, my soul

    James 2,  Did not God choose those who are poor

    Mark 7,  The people brought to him a deaf man.

     

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    Jackie & friend.

     

    Thanks……

    Music,    Ben & Shonda

    Readers, Geri & Mike, & Buddy, our candle blesser 

    Gospel,     John Cade

    Homily,   John Cade

    Eucharistic Prayer A & B,  John Stack & John Cade

    The Magic Zoom makers,     Richard & Hue & Mike

    Final Blessing, Rosemary

    For hosting us at Legacy for all these years & will miss you enormously, Becky

     

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    John & John or Black & White

     

    Readings: Sorry, not today

     

    Homily by John Cade:  Sorry, not today

     

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    Mike reading from the Letter of James

     

    Remember these special people:

    For John & Karen Anderlick's unborn grandson;   For Rosemary's great niece, Rylie;  For Richard's grand daughter, Madeleine;   For Esparza's new great grandson  & Frank;  For all the medical personnel struggling to treat the tsunami of sick people, in particular, locally, Cindy's staff at Presby, Dallas, and at Frisco Presby, the mother of Harper and Betsy, Kendle, working in labor & delivery, and for Hue & Linda's daughter, Doctor Rosemary Beavers;   For Mary & Dave Hall's g-daughter Allison Keller working at St. Lukes, The Woodlands,   For Sir Charlie & Jan;  Shonda's mom & Cody &  Leo & all of Shonda's dear family; For Ursuline Sr. Mary Troy,

      
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    The Team

     

    Jackie's mom, sister, & friend, Lynn;  For Rick Turner searching for a kidney donor, Type O neg.; For Meredith, cancer free & John Schanot;    For John O'Donnell & Jean;   For Jean & Cliff Wright;  For Dee, and for her daughters, Lisa & Lauren  ;  For Anthony & Sabrina;    For a young man who is suffering from depression;  John Cade's mother in law, Kalliopi Piskiouli and Lambrini, plus John's daughter, Joey, with cancer; from Barbara, a little 12 month old baby boy named Ford recuperating from an operation; for David McKeon's brother, Hugh; For Beth's friends & brother;   for the medical staffs, teachers, and coaches in our public & private schools.

     

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    Peace to All.

     

    Birthdays:   Aggie Stryker

    Anniversaries:  

    Aggie & Allen Stryker, 54th

    Beth & Rob, 37th?

    Gratifioris, David & Caroline, 36th

     

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    Community Finances,   September 5, 2021

    Expenses: $725.00

    Outreach: $515.00

    Thanks again, Folks, for doing what you can.

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    Rosemary sharing her blessing?

     

    Rosemary's Blessing:

    Loving God…

    Give us hearts
    where all may enter in,
    ears to hear your call,
    hands to do your will,
    voices to sing your praise
    and soul enough
    to recognize You
    in everything we do.

    Taken from The Prayer for Those Who Dwell In A Monastery of the Heart by Joan Chittister

     

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    Welcome, Lynda & Tom

     

    JSM Mission-Faith Statement  

          Help create a Catholic Community that welcomes all God’s People, provides for & challenges spiritual & total growth.  

          Reaches out to help people who are disadvantaged & make the world we live in a better place to live.

     
    John Stack Ministries, 7017 Helsem Way, Dallas, Texas 75230