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Ascension Day,  4 May  2008

 

Mgr Seamus O’Boyle VG

 

I can’t draw – well at least not very well.  My older sister is the artist in our family.  When she was at school she used to doodle endless fashion designs in her exercise books – but all her models had one thing in common – their hands were hidden behind them. My sister, as she would readily admit, is not good at hands!   When musing about today’s feast I remembered being in some church or other in Rome where in the apse there is a depiction of the Ascension of Jesus.  For me the slightly comical thing about it was that the only parts of the Lord you could see were his feet protruding from a cloud.  Perhaps this artist was good at feet?  And there stood the disciples staring up at a pair of feet with great intensity.

 

 ‘Men of Galilee why do you stand here looking into the sky?’   

 

I am sure we have all been to say goodbyes at airports or railway stations – and depending on our level of involvement with the person leaving they can be quite traumatic moments.  How many times have you witnessed the lingering farewell hugs and kisses, the tears, the waving even after the departing passenger has turned the corner into Security and Passport Control?  Afterwards slightly dazed people seem to stand around wiping their eyes, frozen to the spot until they finally gather themselves to leave. 

 

There must surely have been an element of the tearful and traumatic for the poor disciples at the Lord’s departure. The Acts of the Apostles tell us that the Risen Jesus was with them for a period of forty days during which he shared with them all about the Kingdom of God.  They had got to know him again in a new way. But in today’s Gospel we have the only appearance of the Risen Jesus to the disciples that Matthew records. So all the meaning of the resurrection appearances as we read about them in the other Gospels and in Acts is compressed into this single story. There is no time for all the sharing of meals, the emotion of locked rooms, Thomas doubting, fishing trips and Simon Peter declaring undying love.  Quite strangely here we have just the disciples simply both worshipping the Lord and hesitating - doubting him - at the same time.

 

 

All the more reason therefore in Matthew’s account for the disciples, frozen to the spot, to gaze up to heaven.  He had come back before – perhaps he would surprise them by coming back again?  But that, of course, would be completely to miss the point.  Jesus had to ascend to his Father – he had to leave the disciples, to leave us.  For them, and for us, it is now time to ‘get on with it’ – to do his work.  Those days between the Ascension and Pentecost were a time for the disciples to keep faith in the power of Jesus’ love even amidst their loss at his departure. It was also a chance to prepare for the fulfilment of the Lord’s promise of sending them a helper and guide in their mission - God’s Holy Spirit. The same is true for us.

 

Troubling though isn’t it, that the disciples can both worship him and be hesitant - doubt him - at the same time – and perhaps that I can both worship and doubt him at the same time.  For me what goes a long way to lessening my doubt is not always prayer and worship but the witness, the faith of others.  When I sense the Lord very much alive in people it has an effect on me. 

 

One happy part of my role as Vicar General - number one on the subs’ bench for the Bishops - is to help with Confirmations.  This of course is Confirmation season.  In the last couple of weeks I have confirmed over fifty young people – and what a privilege it is to see the intensity of prayer for some of them – the real desire to receive the powerful gifts of the Holy Spirit in the maelstrom of their teenage lives. To anoint them, to christen them once more – to help them be more like Christ.   But the young also challenge us continually to keep real about the matters of faith – just to get on with it!

 

While it is vitally important to keep our eyes firmly on Christ – to gaze on him in Glory – ascended to the right hand of the Father in heaven, to have, as it were, a vertical element in our faith – it is equally important to have the horizontal element – to look out for and to be Christ to others.

  

A friend of mine told me that when he first started wearing varifocal lenses he kept bumping into and tripping over things, he also found it difficult to read – it took him a while to get used to using the glasses properly.  At the risk of being simplistic – our faith needs to have that varifocal dimension – it needs to be able to move from one plane to another and still be useful.

 

Having given the disciples the mission of going out to the whole world, the Lord Jesus added a very tender and reassuring note – ‘remember I am with you always – I have not gone away at all – I will always be with you – even to the end of time’. 

 

The Lord today tenderly gives us that same reassurance. We must tackle the problems of the world, and he has stepped aside so as not to get in our way. And I for one am grateful that our youngsters (particularly) say to us - as the ‘two men in white’ did to the traumatised disciples – ‘stop looking up at the disappearing feet – get on with it!’

 

 

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The 5th Sunday of Easter,  20 April  2008

 

Canon Pat Browne 

 

Yesterday one of my parishioners died.  He became house-bound some time ago and our parish sister, Sr. Louise, and myself called on a regular basis.  A few days before he died, he phoned and asked me to come round.  When I got there. He asked the nurse who was with him to leave us and not let anyone in for 15 minutes because he said: “ I have things I want to talk about with this man”. 

 

When she’d gone he shuffled himself into a better position in the bed, looked me in the eye and said: “ You know I’m dying?” “I do” I said.  Well you want you to give me everything I now. Throw the lot at me”  It was a refreshing way to be asked for what people call the Last Rites. 

 

And so I heard his confession, anointed him, gave him Holy Communion and then we prayed and thanked God for his family who were around him, for his wife who had died a few years before, for the District and Macmillan and Carers who had enabled him to be able to stay in his own home to die, and for his friends – 2 in particular who had been his drinking companions and confidants over the years.

 

When we had finished he said “I miss getting round to the church on a Sunday morning but I want you to tell the people round there, not to be afraid of dying. Face it. Look it in the eye.  That is what I’m doing.  There is nothing to be afraid of”.  You know it is a blessed Grace-filled time.”

 

Well I couldn’t believe my ears! Not because I didn’t believe what he said.  I do.  But because of the words he was using. Grace- filled! Blessed.  These were not the usual words or part of the day to day vocabulary of a man who had been more at home in conversation over the counter of a pub in Pimlico than over the altar rails of the Pimlico Parish Church. 

 

But these words described what he was experiencing now.  And there was a confidence that the promise given in today’s gospel was for him. 

 

There  are many rooms in my Father’s house… I am going now to prepare a place for you and after I have gone and prepared you a place I shall return and take you with me

 

He  was now looking for Christ to keep this promise to him.

 

His focus had changed. And now I could see before me someone who was doing what St Paul asked all of us to do when he said

 

Be alive with a life that looks towards God

 

The man before me had discovered what true religion is all about. He was looking towards God not away from Him, not ignoring Him, but looking to Him.

 

 Our religion is not an intellectual system, a collection of dogmas, or a moralism.  It is instead, an encounter, a love story, an event.  That’s what Pope Benedict once said about it, and has been saying all this week in the US.

 

The idea of faith as a love story – Gods’ love for his people and our love for Christ the human face of God – is what Benedict wants us to understand.

 

It is very interesting after all they said about him when he was first elected – that he would be a heartless ‘Rotweiller’, a disciplinarian with no personality, an enforcer – it is very interesting that his first Papal encyclical to the whole Church and the world was not about how bad we all are, how sinful the world is, but rather, his subject was the simple divinity of human love, including the sanctity of erotic love.  Never had a pope written like this before.

 

This emphasis on the centrality of love to the human condition is so refreshing to hear again.  It is something many of us have to discover or rediscover if we have got too tangled up and have complicated what is very simple “God loves me – and I will try to love Him in return and be good to others too.”

 

Today in the first reading we find ourselves in the company of the 12 apostles.  The church is growing.  The number of believers is many and the apostles are being pulled here and there with many demands on them.  The Gospel is being preached but some orphans and widows are being neglected.  This is not good enough if we say we have love. And so the apostles set aside and ordain 7 men – these are the first permanent deacons – and their task is to look after the needs of the widows and orphans, the poor.  The demands of love must be met.  That is what the Church is for.

 

My friend died surrounded by love – the love of his children and grandchildren, of his friends and of the parish sister and myself.

 

He had a need to be helped to face his death with confidence and those who loved him fulfilled that need.  Once again the demands of love are met and the Church is operating at her best.

 

My friend got to the heart of the matter before he died.  And was capable of a gentle honesty about himself before God and because he felt  loved – God’s love in the human love around him - this love cast out all fear.

 

If we too rediscover that religion is about God’s unconditional love for us, it will transform the way we see life and the way we live it and as it has done for my friend when he was dying, it will cast out all fear when it is our turn to die.

 

 

 

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 The 3rd Sunday of Easter,  6 April  2008

 

Fr Brendan Callaghan SJ 

 

“We had hoped” they say, these two on their way to Emmaus – and maybe those words capture something that touches each of us. We had hoped – each of us - for so much, and now maybe it all seems to be in the past. We had, at some point, a glimpse of glory – an insight into what we might be, what we could achieve, what might be given us – and now?

Today’s Gospel is the longest and the most detailed of the accounts of the meetings between the risen Jesus and those who had been his followers, those who had been with him right up to what they saw as the end – “we had hoped” they say. But it is still a short story, and somehow Luke manages to compress into this small space an amazing richness.

People who don’t know the Scriptures of the New Testament often presume that they are full of people who are impossibly good, living lives that are impossibly full of faith. What are we given today?

·        Two people who had given up,

·        two people who had left the community of which they had been part,

·        two people who were heading home, getting out of Jerusalem while they still could,

·        two people who were confused,

·        two people whose whole futures were now unclear,

·        two people who had become, in a moment, for a time, to some degree, unbelievers.

·        Two people who, in a way, might be seen as the first “lapsed catholics.”

·        (And at this point I can speak for myself only)….two people who might seem to have some characteristics we recognise in ourselves.

But, at the same time, two people whose hearts were ‘still in the right place’ – as our odd English idiom has it – two people who in the midst of their confusion and disappointment and lost hopes and unbelief still had longings and beliefs that they could not relinquish, a love that they could not deny without denying who they were. “We had hoped”, they say, and in those words they say something about themselves as they are now – as they speak – and not just about how they had been in the past. They had met Jesus, and their hearts had been touched, their lives had been changed,  and they could not forget that. “We had hoped”…

Really to meet Jesus was and is to know that the deepest longings of our hearts are not illusory. Really to meet Jesus was and is to be touched at a level that makes it clear that the yearning to love and to be loved, the yearning for belonging within a community of care, concern and happiness, the yearning to find within ourselves both a real and lived compassion for everyone and a real and lived recognition of our own intrinsic goodness – all these are not romanticism running out of control but echoes of the glory that is true human living – truly human living.

So the “Emmaus Two” had been transformed. And yet they had walked out  on the community of the followers of Jesus – they were most likely heading for “deep cover”, out reach of the Temple police or the spies of the Sanhedrin. We might just find ourselves asking how this was possible – how they could do such a thing after such a transformation? But we need to realise that what they had in their lives was nothing different to what we have in our lives, what they did in their lives was nothing different to what we do in our lives. Because when we recognise that at least in some ways the Emmaus two are just like us, then today’s gospel of an event, a meeting that took place two thousand years ago can speak most powerfully to us of an event, a meeting that takes place now, here, today.

 

How does Jesus respond to these two?

·        He doesn’t write them off – he comes to join them;

·        He doesn’t tell them to turn round immediately and go back to Jerusalem – he walks the way they are walking;

·        He doesn’t tell them off – he challenges them and helps them understand what they already knew but hadn’t allowed themselves to believe;

·        He doesn’t exclude them, but shows them, in the breaking of the bread, that they are with him and he is with them.

As it was for the first disciples of Jesus, so it is for us:

·        Jesus comes to meet us even when we think we are keeping our distance or even heading away from him;

·        Jesus walks with us as we slowly find our true way;

·        Jesus opens our hearts and minds to recognise more deeply what we already knew but hardly dared believe;

·        In the breaking of the bread Jesus shows us that we are with him and he is with us.

Let’s pray that we can find the time and the space to allow ourselves to recognise that all this is true: to dare to believe that Jesus looks into our hearts, deeper than we dare look ourselves, and finds there a longing for the life of God’s kingdom, not just as something in the future but as a way we can live here and now.

“We had hoped” – that’s true of the Emmaus disciples and it’s true of us. In Jesus God sees our hope, and loves us. As we share in the breaking of the bread, let us ask the Risen Jesus for the gift of feeling our own hearts burn within us as we recognise him not just in the sacrament of the altar, but in the sacrament of our daily life, as our companion on our road.

 

 

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The 4th Sunday of Lent, 2 March 2008

Fr Tim Curtis SJ 

 

The man in the story, the man born blind, seemed to be a problem for everyone.

 

For the disciples of Jesus he was a theological problem:  “Rabbi, who sinned – this man or his parents – so that he was born blind”.   Someone had to be at fault.

 

Jesus made mud and put it on his eyes and sent him to wash.   After he could see he became a problem for his neighbours.   They could not agree if he was the blind man that used to sit and beg or if he only looked like the man.   The neighbours took him to the Pharisees.

 

It happened that it was a Sabbath day when Jesus opened the man’s eyes and this was a problem for Pharisees.   Some thought that this could not be a genuine miracle because it was performed on the Sabbath, though others conceded that only someone from God could open the eyes of a man born blind.

 

The Pharisees bring the man’s parents into the story.   They confirm that indeed he is their son, that indeed he was born blind.   However, how he can now see, they do not know.   They throw the onus back onto their son: “Ask him, he’s old enough!”

 

So the man born blind is a problem for everyone:  the disciples, the neighbours, the Pharisees and even his parents disown him.

 

Interestingly, John spends a whole chapter on this man, but nowhere does he record his name.   He is always referred to by his problem:  he is “the man born blind”.

 

There is, however, one person for whom he is not a problem.  Jesus sees him as an opportunity:  “He was born blind so that the works of God might be displayed in him”.   Jesus would have known his name.   He made the paste of mud and put it on his eyes and sent him to wash so that he could see again.   After everyone else had rejected him, it was Jesus who came to look for him and it was to him that Jesus revealed his true identity.

 

Jesus was concerned not just with the man born blind.   Curing him was the simple part.   He wanted to remove the veil of prejudice from the eyes of those who judged and condemned him.   Through the story, their spiritual blindness comes to light.

 

Who are the “problems” of our society today?   Asylum seekers:  “They come over here to take our jobs and our houses”.   The Unemployed:  “They could work if they wanted too – they are just too lazy”.   Muslims: “They won’t be happy until they have converted our country into an Islamic state”.

 

Jesus is still at work laying bare our negative perceptions of these people, who we condemn without even knowing their names.

 

For some in our Church, gay and lesbian people are the “problem” that they wish would just go away.   Gay people are confronted with terms like “intrinsically disordered”, and they are told that their love can never be procreative. 

 

Jesus came to uncover all our prejudices.   He knows each one of us by name and wishes to reveal his true self to us.   For Jesus we are not a problem.   Why is this man gay, this woman lesbian?   It is so that God’s works can be displayed in them.

 

 

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The 2nd Sunday of Lent, 17 February 2008 

Fr Timothy Radcliffe OP 

 

This glorious scene has all the stops pulled out. There is Jesus is transfigured, visions of Moses and Elijah, even God has a part, and it all has just one sole purpose, which is to make the disciples listen to Jesus. They do not want to hear what he is saying. Peter especially has shut his ears. To love is to listen. Lent is a time when we learn to deepen our love of God and each other, and this means learning the delicate and rare art of listening. To be a saint is to have your ears open to God and your neighbour. And this gospel suggest how we may learn to do so.

Peter sees the vision and he says, ‘”Lord, it is well that we are here; if you wish I will make three booths here, one for you, and one for Moses and one for Elijah.” He was still speaking when a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the cloud said, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased; listen to him.” ‘

Peter is still speaking when he is interrupted. It is as if God is saying to him, ‘Why don’t you shut up a moment and listen instead of talking all the time.’ Peter is compulsively chattering. Its takes God to shut him up a moment. And if we are to grow in love of God and each other, then we must learn is how to be quiet, so that we may hear the Word of God, and my neighbour.

The first thing is to stop talking to myself. Sebastian Moore wrote: ‘Now to hear what God is saying to us, we need to stop completely the mental noise. And this is easier than we think; all that I have to do is realise that talking to myself makes two of me, me and myself, and this can’t be true, so I can let this me-with-me collapse into just me, and that’s where God is and has been all along. There are not two of me: love makes me one. It’s a bit of a shock at first, but take a few deep breaths, and say, “OK, I’m here, God. Your move.[1]”’ 

Even when we are talking to each other, we can be tempted to indulge in interior monologues that shut out the other person.  When I was a University chaplain, the hardest thing was to be mentally silent when the students came to talk to me. I remember a gorgeous blond coming in, who want to share with me all the dramas of her rather exotic love life. But I was so nervous wondering what I could possibly say when she stopped, that I found myself talking to myself rather than listening to her. And so when she did stop, I had nothing to say, because I had heard nothing.

So the first thing that I would suggest is that you try to find a moment, even just a few minutes to be with the Word of God. For example, to be with the Sunday readings. Just read them quietly before Mass. Do not interrogate them immediately. Just be present to them, silently attentive. Yann Martel writes his novel The Life of Pi: ‘No thundering from a pulpit, no condemnation from bad churches, no peer pressure, just a book of scriptures quietly waiting to say hello, as gentle and powerful as a little girl’s kiss on your cheek.[2]  And we must learn that silence in the presence of others. Just attend to them in stillness. Open yourself to their words. They do not have the advantage of Jesus, who can get God to tell you to shut up for a moment.

Secondly, listening implies a readiness to move on. Peter sees this tremendous vision of glory, and he wants to prolong the moment. He proposes to build three booths, and settle down. Just six days earlier, Jesus had told Peter that he must go to Jerusalem and there he must suffer and die. Peter does not want to this. He wants things to remain just as they are.

If we listen to the Word of God, quietly, in silence, then it will invite us to change. It will ask to make new steps in our pilgrimage. In the first reading, Abraham heard the voice of God calling him to leave his country, his family, his father’s house and go to an unknown place. If we listen to the word of God then it will not let us be.

And this is also true when we listen to others. No relationship can stay in just the same place. Either it develops or shrivels. We cannot freeze relationships. I makes me think of my parents, who were both wonderful but my father loved change. He was always planning to change his car, or the garden or the house but never, thanks be to God, his wife. My mother could not abide change and always wanted things to remain just the same. And there was a particular look on her face which we all came to know, then she was turned off her ears and dug in her heels!

‘And when the disciples heard this, they fall on their faces, and were filled with awe. But Jesus came and touched them, saying “Rise and have no fear”.’ The reason why Peter does not want to listen to Jesus, of course, was because he was afraid. He knew that Jesus had invited him to take up his cross and follow him, and he was afraid to do so. But as, the papal theologian, WG, said, ‘He who is afraid to die, will never do anything new.’ The whole scene is intended to liberate Peter and the disciples from their fear. Jesus shows himself in glory to give them heart. It is a glimpse of what lies on the other side of death, the end of the journey, the Promised Land. The Transfiguration literally offers them light at the end of the tunnel.

Fear shuts our ears to God and to each other. It was fear that made people unable to listen to what Rowan Williams said the other day. I was at the General Synod of the CoE but missed the moment when a protestor stormed in and shouted, ‘No sharia law, no gay priests, you dreadful old Druid.’

So let us hear the voice of Jesus saying ‘Do not be afraid.’ Glimpses of God’s glory are rare. We may not have one. I asked a friend from Zimbabwe whether there was light at the end of the tunnel. He said ‘Yes, only President Mugabe is always making the tunnel longer.’ But Jesus also makes a little gesture. They fall flat and he touches them and lifts them up. It is like a mini-death and resurrection. We can lift each other to our feet, give courage to each other. Then we shall dare to open our ears to God, and even to each other.

Timothy Radcliffe OP


[1] The Contagion of Jesus: Doing Theology as if it Mattered, 2007, Darton, Longman & Todd, p.172

[2] The Life of Pi, 2002, Edinburgh, Canongate, p. 208.

 

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Homily for 20 January  2008  

Fr Tim Curtis SJ

 

“Look!  There is the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world”

 

With these words, John the Baptist greets his cousin Jesus at the beginning of his public ministry.   What did John mean when he called Jesus the “Lamb of God” and what are the “sins” that are taken away?   Unfortunately these terms are now so heavily overladen with theological significance that it’s difficult to guess at John’s original meaning.   Today I hope to roll the clock back a little bit so that we can see these terms in a new light.

 

When we think of “Lamb of God” we might think of the Passover lamb that was sacrificed in memory of the night the people of Israel escaped from their captivity in Egypt.   The blood of the slaughtered lamb was smeared on the door posts so that the “angel of death” would pass over this household and that the first born would be spared. John the Baptist may have been saying that Jesus is like this lamb to be sacrificed to protect his chosen ones from harm.

 

Alternatively we might think of the “scapegoat” of the day of atonement celebrations who was loaded up with all of the sins of the people by the high priest and sent off into the desert to wander and die.   In this way, the people’s sins were removed from the community and with them the punishment that they merited.

 

If it had been the case that John the Evangelist had had John the Baptist make his declaration before the passion story, then we would be more inclined to plump for one or other of these interpretations of what he meant by “Lamb of God”.  Unfortunately, John the Baptist is beheaded by Herod long before Jesus reaches his passion.   Speaking three years earlier, at the beginning of his public ministry, we are entitled to seek an interpretation of “Lamb of God” that includes the whole of Jesus public ministry.  

 

John the Evangelist discloses the true identity of Jesus in and through the seven signs which Jesus performs at regular intervals throughout the Gospel.   I feel that we are entitled, therefore, to look at these signs afresh and ask ourselves two questions.   How does this sign reveal Jesus and the “Lamb of God” and, through this sign, what “sin” is being taken away.

 

The first sign is the story at Cana in Galilee where, at the request of his mother, Jesus changes the water into wine.   Jesus shows himself to be someone who is sensitive and compassionate and who wishes to spare the newly weds embarrassment on their “big” day.   The 6 large stone water jars were not just turned into any old sort of run  wine, but the very best wine the steward had ever tasted.   What sin was being taken away?   The shame the couple would have felt was removed and Jesus’ identity was revealed.

 

The second sign is the healing of the court official’s son, done remotely, without Jesus even seeing the boy.   Jesus is so impressed with the man’s faith that he says the word and the boy is healed.   Jesus is shown to be the one with authority and the sin that is taken away is sickness and unbelief.

 

The third sign involves a cripple who spends his days by a pool next to the portico of Solomon.   There is a superstition that the first sick person into the pool “after the waters have been disturbed” is healed.   There is always a mad scramble, and because he has no one to help him, our paralysed man is left behind.   Jesus heals him without the need for him to get into the pool.   He shows he is superior to superstition and the “sin” that is taken away is torpor and a failure of solidarity with those in need.

 

Sign four is the feeding of the five thousand.   The crowds are provided with both physical and spiritual food and what is taken away is the scandal of hunger.

 

Closely following this, the fifth sign has Jesus walk on the water towards his terrified disciples who are in a boat far out on the lake.   Once they are sure it is Jesus, and not some ghost, they take him into the boat.   The Lamb of God is a real human being and the sin he takes away is fear.

 

The sixth sign is the story of the blind man who Jesus heals by making a paste of mud and placing it on the man’s eyes.   After he washes in a pool he can see again.   The disciples had asked the cause of his blindness – was it through his own fault that he was blind?  His cure, however, is only the beginning of the man’s worries.   The authorities give him a hard time and even his parents are called into the story.   Here blindness and ignorance of the origins of human misfortune are swept away by the lamb who wishes to challenge beliefs and assumptions.

 

The seventh and final sign is the raising of Lazarus from the dead.   In a very dramatic way, Jesus is able to give him back to his grieving sisters.   The lamb, who is shown openly weeping by the graveside, has power over life and death and takes away grief and a sense of hopelessness.

 

Thus, through these seven signs of John’s gospel, we get an insight into what sort of “Lamb of God” the Evangelist has the Baptist proclaim and, even more interestingly, what sort of sins he removes:  shame, unbelief, ignorance, superstition, hunger, fear and grief.   More astonishingly, not one single sin removed is a sexual sin.

 

John the evangelist does, however, include the story of the woman caught in adultery, which we do not find in the other gospels.   The trembling woman is brought before Jesus by a murderous mob baying for her blood (as they were entitled to according to the law of Moses).   Jesus stoops to write on the ground, and the angry men drop their stones and go away one at a time, starting with the eldest.   When Jesus is alone with the woman he does not condemn her but sends her away with instructions to “sin no more”.   Certainly her sins of sexual impropriety are taken away, but, perhaps even more importantly, so to is the lust for vengeance of the unruly mob.

 

In each Eucharist the priest holds up the consecrated host and proclaims the same words as the Baptist when he pointed out Jesus to his own disciples:  “Look, here is the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world”.   Perhaps, in our Eucharist today we can have a better insight into who this Lamb of God really is and what sort of sins he is interested in removing from the midst of our lives.

 

 

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Homily for the Feast of the Epiphany - January 6  2008

 

Fr Philip Endean SJ

 

This year the Church takes its Sunday gospels from the evangelist Matthew. Matthew’s Jesus provokes a crisis for the chosen people, the people of Israel. He is the promised Christ, the Messiah, the Holy One of God; he has come not to abolish the Law, but to bring it to fulfilment. Nevertheless he is rejected by his own, and dies under their curse. When he rises, he sends his disciples to a New Israel, beyond the geographical and cultural boundaries they know—no longer are they to proclaim the Kingdom to the house of Israel’s lost sheep, but rather good news to the whole world. The conflicts between the new and the old Israel remain unresolved—if reconciliation is possible, it exists only in hope. The business of the Kingdom has begun, and begun irrevocably; but it remains unfinished.

 

Today the Church celebrates the liturgical feast of the Epiphany. Whereas in the Masses of Christmas we have drawn on Luke and John, here we draw on Matthew. And Matthew’s story of Jesus’ birth foreshadows the drama of his gospel. This child is the fulfilment, the culmination of the Law: the gospel begins with an evocation of Jesus’s descent from Abraham, lovingly and proudly evoked. Yet the order is counterpointed with occasional hints, associated with women, of something foreign, or something dodgy: Ruth the Moabitess; Bathsheba, the wife of Uriah, with whom David had committed adultery, and finally Mary, who may be Joseph’s wife, but of whom Jesus is born through the Holy Spirit, with at least a hint of illegitimacy. Moral and racial purity are important, but other factors are at work as well. The pattern continues in Matthew’s second chapter. Jesus is born in Bethlehem in Judaea as the prophet wrote; indeed he re-enacts the early history of the chosen people by travelling to Egypt and then being called back by the Lord. But the birth is hidden from Herod, king of Judea—a Herod associated with just those chief priests and scribes who will eventually cause Jesus’ death; instead it is revealed to wise travellers from the East. The consequences are violent; the innocents are massacred. Jesus, the fulfilment of God’s promises, polarises those to whom he came; the conflicts remain unresolved; and for the moment, it is only the Gentiles who see the light. Pagans—so proclaims the letter to the Ephesians—now share the same inheritance; they too have become part of Christ’s body. And yet, just as the Magi are led back to their home avoiding Herod, so Christianity has developed in painful, indeed tragic, alienation from its Jewish roots.

 

This feast of Epiphany and its scripture reminds us that the mystery of the Incarnation is not something static; it never simply reinforces cultural norms and traditions. It raises challenging questions about who does and does not belong; and it may be a sign of this community’s health that its celebrations are often accompanied by the prayers of ‘our friends outside’ who believe it has no business to exist. The challenges to growth which Jesus issues to the religion of God’s chosen people don’t stop when he founds the new Israel, the Church founded on the rock of Peter. They remain. Our community is faithful only if it remains open to the voice of God outside itself, constantly calling us all forward. This life-giving action of God’s is always something shared, mutual, reciprocal; moreover, the forms it takes may be quite unexpected and subversive. We need to stand ready.

 

This liturgy of Epiphany is a joyful one. The wise men at Bethlehem fulfil Third Isaiah’s prophecy, as he imagines new sons and daughters coming towards Jerusalem, and the Temple as a mother, its heart throbbing and full. But we must be prepared to put away the crib, and move beyond adoration of the baby’s presence. Like T. S. Eliot’s Magus, we are drawn by the Christ child into a path of surrender and transformation; we must remain haunted by grace’s subversive questions and paradoxes. Amid the old dispensations, amid those who, rather than surrender to the divine freedom, merely clutch at their gods, followers of Christ can never be at ease. We come together, we profess our faith, we joyfully celebrate a feast such as this—and it is good that we do so. But the faith we profess remains essentially a matter of journeying, of following the star—a star which, in this life, will always remain ahead of us.

 

 

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Homily for First Sunday of Advent – World AIDS Day    2.xii.2007

 

Mgr Seamus O’Boyle VG

 

In the early 90’s I, no doubt like some of you, saw a friend of mine fade away to a skeleton and later die in the clinical calm of the Mildmay Hospital. With great black humour he would joke about his ‘vanishing cream’ actually working! At that time I learned quite a bit about opportunistic infections: PCP, cryptosporidiosis, Kaposi lesions.  He was from an Irish Catholic family – very Catholic actually, with priests and at least one nun in the clan.  For that older generation it was easier to say that this young man had died of cancer. A more acceptable disease to die of!

 

Around that same time I remember seeing a documentary on television about groups at ‘high risk’ of infection, rather neatly they all began with the letter ‘H’: Haemophiliacs, Haitians, Heroine addicts and Homosexuals.  Since my friend very sadly died, I have had little or no personal or actually much professional contact - apart from one haemophiliac - with anyone suffering with HIV.  I am ashamed to admit it, but it is true, for me it has been slightly ‘out of sight out of mind’.

 

This summer I had the opportunity of going to South Africa to visit Ian, a friend of mine who is working there as a priest and paediatric nurse.  He is based with the Sisters of Mercy in a place called Winterveldt about an hour’s drive north from Pretoria.  One morning we were out doing the tourist thing when a phone call came from the Mercy Clinic – a little girl of three had been brought in because she had been raped by her uncle.  As if this were not horrific enough – by the calmness in Ian’s voice as he told the auxiliary nurse on the other end of the phone what she must do for the child, I realised it was not an unusual occurrence. Quite the opposite! It seems the local traditional medicine men tell males who discover they are HIV + to have sex with a virgin and the sickness will go away.  In the Winterveldt, a terribly poor hopeless dustbowl of a place, the infection rate is near to 50% of the population.  High even by South African levels.

  

I had read the statistics about Sub-Saharan Africa and it all seemed so far away and unreal. At the Mercy Clinics in the Winterveldt the immense tragedy of the pandemic was there to be seen all around. Many of the people living in the scattered townships around the Clinic also have respiratory problems – TB is rife. As I said a large number are living with HIV infection and some with ‘full blown’ AIDS.  Yet, oddly, one of the most memorable things about the mornings there was the smell of freshly baked bread.  They have a bakery providing good bread for all the families who can make it to the Clinics, and for those who can’t. The bread is also sold to local schools which helps bring in provisions for the next batch. Singing women in relays tended a patchwork of allotments, growing fresh mineral-rich vegetables for their sick husbands, children and themselves.  Having managed finally to get hold of them, there’s not much point giving hard-won anti retroviral drugs to the malnourished!  There are education programmes run from the Clinics on all manner of things. There are women’s health groups and men’s health groups. There’s a ‘catch up’ school for older youngsters who have missed out on their education because they have been nursing family members. There’s a school for bricklayers – to help get skills that might provide employment. Information, communication and leadership all going on – the themes of this World AIDS day in action daily.

 

At the heart of the compound is the Parish Church where on a Sunday hundreds come smiling to hear the local PP and Ian telling them in their own language (Ian has gone to school to learn it) that, no matter what, God is with them. Catherine McCauley would have every reason to be proud of her sisters and their associates attempting the impossible in that place day after day. What amazing tough, hope and faith-filled women they are too! And the Catholic Church has every reason to be proud of what we are doing in countless places like that  – not pointing fingers or judging – but being down, in the dust, with these poorest of the poor, as Jesus himself certainly would be. A warm welcome, bread, loving care. In fact if Christian Charities were not there in Africa working in so many ways the situation would be even worse. 

 

Nearer to home we hear the depressing news that over 70000 people in the UK live with the infection and there are thousands of new cases each year. It is no longer the ‘Gay Plague’ that the ignorant tabloid headlines in the 80’s once proclaimed. 

We all belong to this ‘high risk’ group – which also begins with an ‘H’ – Humankind.

 

And World AIDS Day coincides in our calendar with the beginning of Advent – the Season of Arriving. During this Season we prepare to receive, believe in, enjoy, and be given life by God’s arriving as one of us on earth – God becoming human in Jesus Christ.

 

We are invited to stay vigilant and prepared by living as Christ commands and as Paul describes in today’s extract from his Letter to the Romans. It is full of great opposites: night/day, darkness/light, sleep/wake. Our human existence is a life of tension between these opposing forces.  Paul also provides a list of sinful ways of acting which seems designed to take the fun out of the party season! And my life, dare I say it, our lives are lived immersed in that constant imbalance and mess.

On the BBC programme ‘Monarchy’ this week we got the chance to see the now famous tetchy exchange between the Queen and Annie Leibovitz.  The photographer wanted to catch HMQ - all Garter Robes, velvet cloak and tiara - in the natural light coming through a window (à la Cecil Beaton). And after some negotiation what a stunning portrait resulted – the sunlight flooding in being the magic ingredient, lighting up the Queen’s face, lines and all, and picking out the recesses of the room behind.

 

During Advent we Christians, we Catholics, as it were stand in the dark allowing our faces to be lit by the approaching dawn.

 

In the liturgies of Advent we actually say that we look forward, with longing, for the ‘dayspring from on high’. Not just at Christmas but at the summation of time, whenever that might be.

Isaiah’s challenge to beat our swords into ploughshares has been around for centuries, as have the other biblical challenges to cast off deeds of darkness.

It is now the hour for us to do something about it, to wake from sleep. We should attempt to live today “as in the day”. Unfortunately you and I are still in the night, in the darkness - of our selfishness, our wayward desires and addictions, our weakness and ignorance.

 

But there is hope of course, because it is not by our own unassisted effort that we as believers are to conduct ourselves ‘becomingly as in the day’, but rather by “putting on the Lord Jesus.”  We must turn to face his dawning brightness.

 

Let us use these days of Advent to do just that – ‘put on the Lord Jesus’ - for Christ to be out of our sight does not mean that he should be out of our hearts and minds too.