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Homily – November 29, 2015

Sunday, November 29th, 2015

Would you take a look at the lit candle on our Advent wreath? It doesn’t throw too much light does it? Can we think of it as the first light of a new dawn? Just a glimmer of the full light that is to come with dawn, a dawn that will swallow up the darkness of night.

In his gospel John he tells us that Jesus is the true light that enlightens the world. Jesus is light that shines in the darkness and darkness will never overcome his light.

We do live in dark times. This is a dark time of the year. The days are shorter; the sun goes down too soon. We live in darkness of violence. Think of the shattered lives of the man and women murdered in Paris. Think too of the men, women and children in Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan and so many other countries who have lost their lives to religious fanatics. Sunnis killing Shiites, Shiites killing Sunnis, Moslems killing Christians. Dark deeds by people of darkness.

Think of the darkness of bigotry and xenophobia that surfaced after the bombings in Paris. Men, women and children living in refugee camps for years waiting for a chance to come to a new country and start a new life are subtlety and not so subtly identified with crazy suicide bombers. People with their own agenda would have us believe that the hordes of refugees crossing into Europe will be showing up on our shores in the near future and ask how many terrorists will be among them? Who is watching out for our security? Buying into this propaganda is buying into the darkness of racism and bigotry.

It seems that at this time of year one or another big company announces a planned massive lay off plunging the lives of workers and their families into darkness while the CEO’s of these companies make salaries of hundreds of thousands of dollars. The darkness of injustice and unfairness.

What did you do on Black Friday? Did you let yourself get suckered into a shopping spree, buying things you neither need nor can afford? Black Friday is another manifestation of the consumerism that is consuming the limited resources of Earth for the benefit of a few at the cost to many. Black Friday lures us away from the challenge of our times – live simply that others may simply live.

Recent disclosures at the Vatican remind us that our church has to face its own dark times. Luckily we have Pope Francis at the helm and he will not turn back from the reforms we need to bring the light of Christ into the bureaucracy of our church.

Christ is the light who came into the world and the darkness did not overcome him. The darkness of Good Friday was shattered by the brilliance of Easter Sunday.

That first candle on our Advent wreath is a sign of our faith and hope. It is the first light of the yearly new dawn that comes with the birth of Jesus, the light of the world. Our faith in his victory over sin and death give us the strength and motivation not to be overcome, overwhelmed by the darkness of world events, by the darkness of our own personal struggles.

Jesus challenges us to be a light to the world by the way we live our lives. Our light is to expose the darkness of bigotry and prejudice, our light is to expose the darkness of that mind set to shop til we drop. Our light is to expose the darkness of indifference to the environmental crises of our time. Our light is to shatter the darkness of the rampant social injustices that are part and parcel of our economic systems. Our light is to shine in the darkness of religious indifference and show people the way back to God and the things of God.

In the darkness of our times may each one of us be blessed to hear and follow Christ’s challenge to each one of us – so let your light shine before others that they may see and glorify your Father in heaven.

Homily – November 22, 2015

Saturday, November 21st, 2015

This feast of Christ the King is of recent vintage in the life of the church. Pope Pius XI instituted the feast in 1925. It was his reaction to the growing nationalism spreading throughout Europe, a nationalism that eventually led to World War 2 in Sept. of 1939. In 1925 Pius XI was still known as the prison of the Vatican. The independent Vatican State was not established until 1929. But nationalism was on the rise and to put nationalism into perspective Pope Pius gave us this feast, the full title of which is, Our Lord Jesus Christ, King of the Universe.

The humiliated Jesus standing before Pilate dressed in mock purple and wearing his painful crown of thorns made it clear he was not interested in worldly power, his was no threat to Roman Authority – his kingdom was not of this world. His kingdom is a reign over the minds and hearts of all people.

In his letter to the Philippians St. Paul tells us that Jesus didn’t see his equality with God as something to be exploited and so he emptied himself taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness and being found in human form he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death, even death on the cross –therefore God highly exalted him and gave him a name above every other name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bend in heaven and on earth and under the earth and every tongue should confess Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father.’

This is what we celebrate in this feast, the diminish, mocked and humiliated king of the Jews who stood before Pilate now glorified in the presence of his Father, now recognized as King of the Universe.

Jesus does not reject the title king, but neither does he accept the ordinary political implications of the title. His is another kind of kingship entirely. And his authority derives its power from a source other than this world.

The Kingdom of God is a time and an opportunity. The kingdom of God becomes real whenever anyone of us provides food for hungry people, the kingdom of God becomes real whenever we support those who offer shelter to a homeless person, the kingdom of God becomes real when we support and welcome refugee families to Canada. The kingdom of God becomes real whenever we care for a neglected person. The kingdom of God becomes real whenever we work for social justice for those men and women and children who live below the poverty line. The kingdom of God becomes real whenever we as individuals join in the struggle to overcome poverty, to erase ignorance, to pass on the faith. The kingdom of God becomes real when we form a personal mind set and life style to live simply that others may simply live. The kingdom of God becomes real when we forgive past hurts and bring peace into our homes and families.

In Preface of today’s feast we acknowledge that Christ’s kingdom is to be a universal kingdom of truth and life, of holiness and grace, justice, love and peace. Whenever these are forces in our lives then we are living in Christ’s kingdom. So we pray daily…..

Thy kingdom come, thy kingdom come.

Homily – November 15, 2015

Sunday, November 15th, 2015

A few weeks ago an elderly lady spoke to me after Mass. She wanted to know if I believed in the ‘end times’. She’d been on a pilgrimage to Lourdes and this priest kept talking about the end times. I think such talk really upset her, as if the ‘end times’ were just around the corner. I quoted today’s gospel to her about ‘no one knows the day or the hour’ but I don’t think that satisfied her that much.

How many times have good people thought that the end times are happening to them? The death of a spouse or a child, the news of a malignant tumor, the breakup of a marriage, the loss of a job, the discovery that a son or daughter is hooked on drugs – any one of these realities can take the life out of a person, life will never be the same – for them it is the end.

Imagine what life must be like for the hundreds of thousands of men, women and children fleeing the war and turmoil ravaging the Middle East. Their old securities of home, family, schooling and work are gone. Their normal worlds are collapsing around them. Their futures are up for grabs. They are experiencing the end times of their normal lives.

Today’s scripture uses a literary way of saying things that springs from a rich imagination.

It is called apocalyptic writing, a distinctive branch of Biblical literature. They usually feature visions or dreams revealed to the writer, predictions of the future, using fantastic imagery, mystical symbols, and predictions of the end of the age. What we read in the Book of Daniel and the gospel of Mark are words of proclamation and assurance, believe or not they are words of hope and the promise of a better future. These words tell us that human history will not end without the universal human recognition of Jesus Christ as all humanity’s Lord and Savior.

Looking at the world around us with all its wars and destruction, with its racial and religious intolerance, its assault and exploitation of the life systems of Earth we see little sign of that point in human history where we all see Jesus as the Lord of our common human destiny. As the saying goes, ‘don’t hold your breath.’

Let’s face it, the end times will happen to us all, not only to each of us in facing our own death, but to all of us together as our generation passes into the mist of a disappearing age making way for a new generation.

Maybe we could hear these scripture readings not so much a warning about the end of the world but as a commentary on how we can live life in our world today. This day, this moment, this life, is our time to bear the fruit. As the saying goes ‘seize the day’ make the most of today. Today calls us to love and evoke love, no matter where we may be, from nursing home to classroom, work place. Today we can receive with full heart the gift of Christ’s once-and-for-all redemptive act of giving his life on the cross for each one of us. Today we are invited to sing, with the psalmist: “For you are my God, you alone are my joy. Defend me, O Lord.” Today we can open our lives to the grace and growth that each moment, each breath, each encounters with another person offers us. Today is filled with possibilities.

Since we do not know the hour or the day, let this be the hour, let this be the day, let this be the time that we live and die.

Homily – November 8, 2015

Sunday, November 8th, 2015

Wednesday is Remembrance Day. At the 11th hour on the 11th day on the 11th month we stop for a minutes silence to honor the men and women who sacrificed their lives for us.

I saw a video that was played several times on Remembrance Day. The scene was of a takeout counter in a supermarket. An announcement had just come over the public address system that at the sound of the bell all customers are asked to observe a minute silence. A young girl was handling the cash. She’d just finished serving a customer when the bell rang and she bowed her head. A man in a hurry – aren’t we all – put his groceries in front her and started to make a scene because she wasn’t ringing him through. He totally embarrassed her but she wouldn’t pudge. He was completely oblivious as to what was going on. His little daughter was trying to calm him down but he ignored her. The looks of the other customers could kill. How can this idiot be so ignorant? All through this pictures were shown of scenes from battlefield and a song titled – it’s only a smidgen of time was sung in the background. The message was, are we so busy, so important that we can’t take a minute to stop and think of and pray for those who gave their lives for us? Why can’t we spare a smidgen of time?

This song and that scene came to me when I read about the widow’s mite. Her temple offering was a smidgen compared the big donations of the rich and famous of the temples congregation. But Christ praised her – what some called her irresponsible generosity. She needed those coins for her own wellbeing.

There is a notice in this Sunday’s bulletin about your efforts to bring refugee families to Canada. Fr. Brando was telling me about you generous response to this effort. Check the bulletin to see the results. There are few big donations but most of the money is made up of what might be called ‘widow’s mites’ coming from a cross section of the parish. You are wonderful enough to take a smidgen of time to think of the thousands of men, women and children who are living in desperate situations and are doing your best to help these total strangers.

There are so many occasions when we are offered to take a smidgen of time and be aware of another person’s needs. In that smidgen of time we can offer our ‘widow’s mite’ to a friend or a total stranger. A kind word spoken to the person at the take out counter, holding the door open for a person, letting someone in in traffic, a phone call, a get well card, a smile, asking someone how they are doing, all these acts of random kindness can lift up a friend or a strangers spirits. They are like the widow’s mite that enriches the treasuries of other people’s lives.

I had an appointment at Sunnybrook last Thursday. I parked the car and started to walk to the front door. I don’t know what happened but I started to lose my balance and reached out to grab a railing before falling flat on my face. Luckily I made it. A woman was just getting into her car and saw my distress. She was right there for me. She told me to hang on to the railing and then hurried to the hospital entrance to get a wheelchair. She wheeled me into the hospital and handed me over to a volunteer and then she was gone. I don’t know who she was, I have no idea why she was at the hospital but she certainly made a difference in my life that morning.

A smidgen of time, a widow’s mite. As we continue to celebrate our Mass may we pray for ourselves and for each other that we take a smidgen of time to be grateful for the blessing of our own lives and conscious of the needs of others and may we be willing to give our widow’s mite to friend of stranger and make even a small difference in their lives, remembering the words of Jesus,’ In so far as you did these things to others you did them to me.’

Homily – October 18, 2015

Sunday, October 18th, 2015

Years ago we had a wonderful parishioner by the name of Dr. Gordon Bell. He was the founder of Bellwood’s Clinic and he spent his life trying to help men and women overcome addictions of any kind, addictions that we destroying their lives and the lives of those who loved them. He was telling one time about the summer he spent as a student in Quebec going from door to door and town to town selling encyclopaedias. He was hitchhiking one day and someone stopped to pick him up. It was a priest. They talked about different things during the ride and when the priest stopped to let him out he thanked him for the ride. The priest answered ’it was a pleasure to have been of service.’ This struck Dr. Bell so profoundly that he used the phrase for the rest of his life. It was a pleasure to have been of service. Dr. Bell had this printed on his memorial at his death. It was a pleasure to have been of service.

We don’t know what James and John had in mind with their request to sit on either side of Jesus when he comes to his glory but they certainly set off the other disciples. James and John were climbers and when Jesus received his full measure of honor, however and whatever that might be,these two brothers wanted a share in it by gaining the most prestigious positions next to him.

Jesus uses the apostle’s squabble as a teaching moment. He tells them they’ve got it all wrong. He didn’t call them to a life of prestige he’s called them to a life of service. They are to be there for those in need 24-7 just as he intended to be. There many times in his ministry he was swamped by the demands of the people. Jesus lets them know that what he expected of them.They were to have nothing in common with those who lord it over others, people who abuse their positions of authority, whether they be Jews of Gentiles. Those who would be disciples of Jesus, those who are in positions of authority among his followers were to be servants, slaves to all in need. The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many and it was to be the same for them.

That ideal has not always been lived in the leadership of the church. There have been many abuses of authority in the history of the church just as we had many examples of true service in those called to lead us. It is all part of the mixed messiness of our history.

The bishops meeting in Rome for the synod on the family know that they are there to serve us, the church. They are a mixture of personalities and convictions and we have to trust that they are there to do what is best for our welfare. For all their differences of opinion the bishops at the synod see their long labors at meeting after meeting as a service to the whole church

Hopefully they will be guided by the Holy Spirit and the example of Pope Francis who has set a new tone for the bishops and priests of the church. He calls to be so close to you that we come to have the smell of the sheep.

Pope Francis’ actions speak louder than words as we see him embrace and kiss a facially deformed pilgrim. We see him visit prisons and wash the feed of a Moslem woman, we see him visit the slums and go to be with the migrants seeking refuge in Europe. He is a Pope who sets aside pomp and circumstance of his office and seeks to serve us and give his life in that service.

Each one of us is called to service, a service that is lived out in the particular circumstances of our lives, as spouses, as single parents, as grandparents, as single men and women, as sons and daughters, each one of us is challenged to be there for someone in need, in need of help, in need of encouragement, in need of understanding.

May we all have that willingness to be there for others and the graciousness to say,’ it was a privilege to be of service.’