Monday, December 1, 2014

November 30th, A Note from Fr. Scott

Recently I was in the supermarket waiting in line to check out when two people in the next line began to converse.  I wasn’t paying too much attention and then I heard “Ham?!  You can’t have ham on Thanksgiving!  You have to have turkey—it’s tradition!”
And then I heard, “Father, tell them it’s tradition to have turkey on Thanksgiving!”
I was a bit startled to be invited into a conversation of which I had not been a part, nor of which I cared to be a part.  All I could think was, “Why am I the expert on Thanksgiving traditions?!”
Traditions are a part of life.  We all have them, although our own traditions may be different from someone else’s.  Many years ago I remember meeting with an engaged couple and we were talking about expectations regarding traditions.  In his family, his mother always put up the Christmas tree and decorated it; in her family, her father always put up the Christmas tree and decorated it.  Naturally, their expectation was that the other would take care of the Christmas tree.  (I’m not sure what they did in the end as a married couple: maybe they never did get a tree!)
Traditions bring an element of comfort, an element of stability, to our lives.  That’s why we have traditions.  They’re familiar; they recall pleasant memories of times past. 
There are, however, times when traditions may change.  While the adjustment to a new way of doing things may not feel quite right in the beginning, eventually we embrace this new way as a tradition.  New traditions probably surface most commonly in young married couples who welcome children into their family.  While they still cling to their old traditions somewhat, they begin to form new traditions with their new family.  Actually it’s usually a blending of the new and the old.  And that’s what ought to happen as we journey through life.
Traditions are not just family-centered, of course.  The Church is filled with traditions that bring a sense of comfort and stability to our lives.  This weekend we begin a new liturgical year with the lighting of the first candle on the Advent wreathe.  Each week the light grows with the addition of another lit candle until we arrive at Christmas and celebrate how Jesus is the light of the world.
Jesus is also the light of our lives, in our lives, leading and guiding us to a deeper relationship with Him.  Jesus, the human face of God, reveals to us the depth of God’s love for us.  Even more than our cherished traditions, it is Jesus Who brings comfort and stability to our lives.  We live in a constantly changing world; traditions help anchor us in what is meaningful (as long as the traditions aren’t sinful, of course).  Even more so does Jesus provide an anchor of meaningfulness and purposefulness in our lives.  And we have such wonderful opportunities to connect with Jesus—through our Eucharistic celebrations (Mass), in Adoration of the Blessed Sacrament, in our own personal prayer lives, in our response to the needs of others, in our acceptance of another person’s kindness to us.  Jesus is indeed with us, lighting up our lives, bringing comfort and stability to our lives.
To go back to the supermarket: I didn’t really want to take sides in the ham versus turkey debate, so I simply said that whatever one’s preference is, it’s fine.  (Personally, I’ve never cared much for ham, but it’s a valid preference!)

Have a blessed Advent . . .

November 23rd, A Note from Fr. Walt

Viva Cristo Rey – Long Live Christ the King by Fr. Walt…

       Today, on this last Sunday of the Church’s Liturgical year, we celebrate the feast of Christ the King.  At the culmination of this entire liturgical year of our worship, we honor Jesus Christ as the Lord of the Kingdom of Justice, Truth, Love and Peace.  Our idea of the Kingship of Christ is that at the ultimate coming of Christ, it will be to claim this world as his kingdom and invite all who profess belief in Him to join him in heaven.
       In our society today, we don’t think in terms of royalty with all its trappings and regal traditions, though many Americans are fascinated to watch the pageantry that takes place in other countries where monarchs still exist.  Well, there are other stories that tell us of how we honor Christ the King and one in particular is connected to the feast of a 20th century martyr who became a martyr on this date, November 23rd, in the year 1927.
       His name was Miguel Pro, a native of Mexico, who became a Jesuit priest.  He received his education and training in Europe where, of course, it was the custom for the clergy to wear the black cassock every day.  He did this religiously, but when he returned to his native Mexico, the country was going through a period of fierce anti-Catholic repression.  The clergy were forbidden to wear any religious garb in public.  If they were found out, they might be arrested by the military police.  Fr. Miguel went along with this restriction though he had become very well known as a priest, celebrating Mass, most often secretly, taking care of the sick and dying and teaching the young people about their faith.
     Naturally, he became a target of the anti-Catholic authorities who would love to have captured him; it would be a feather in their cap if they could silence him.  Miguel was a master of disguises and many times walked even in the presence of the police disguised in some way that they never took a second look at him.  This enabled him to go about the city visiting the sick, bringing Communion, hearing Confessions, anointing the sick and bringing comfort to the bereaved.
       His colleagues warned him that he was taking a great risk in his efforts to carry out his ministry in the presence even of the police; they told him that sooner or later, he would be found out and captured and God only knew what would happen to him.
       Well, the inevitable finally happened.  He was discovered and arrested and thrown into a dark prison cell.  He remained there without being formally charged and left wondering what would happen to him and when.  Without any forewarning, the soldiers came to his cell early in the morning of November 23, 1927.  They dragged him up into a courtyard and stood him in front of a firing squad.  They asked him if he had any last requests and he responded that he would like to pray.  When he finished praying, he stretched out his arms in the shape of a cross and shouted out, “VIVA CRISTO REY” …..LONG LIVE CHRIST THE KING!
       Not long before he was arrested, he wrote a letter to some friends.  He ended the letter with the following message, “Adios, Remember me to all, never forget me, and any time you lack someone for whom to say an “Ave,” know that I shall accept it with the greatest gratitude.”     
 
Fr. Walt Wainwright