Thursday, March 26, 2009

Portland as Economic Bellwether

                                Photo Credit: Leah Nash for the NY Times

Today the New York Times takes a look at the state of the nation's economy through the prism of Portland, Oregon. The article includes a look at Powell's Bookstore, seen in the picture above, and how their plans for expansion have been affected.

Lots of people have asked me if I have seen any fall-out from the economy in the parish: either in the form of decreased giving, or increased attendance at Mass.

I haven't noticed a specific increase in attendance other than to say Holy Redeemer has been experiencing a general growth in young couples and families as the neighborhood has been gentrifying over the past few years. I'm not sure what, if any, downturn there has been in the collection, but I do know that long term giving such as campaign pledges have been slower in coming in. We'll soon see about enrollment in the school for next year.

Like everywhere else, some people in the parish have been downsized from work or fear that they may yet be. There is definitely a hesitancy about how and when we will emerge from this particularly deep recession.

While we rightly feel concerned about our financial security, and our ability to provide for ourselves and our families, it is also important that we reflect on these words of the Holy Father, and seize the ever-present opportunity to ground our lives in God, relying entirely on that which truly endures:    

"He who builds only on visible and tangible things like success, career and money builds the house of his life on sand. We are now seeing, in the collapse of major banks, that money vanishes, it is nothing. All these things that appear to be real are in fact secondary. Only God's words are a solid reality."

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Music Review: No Line on the Horizon


One of the other wonderful parts about my trip to Los Angeles was getting the chance to listen to the new U2 album with Pat and to discuss its relative merits. Pat is the single biggest U2 fan I know and we have had the pleasure of attending a U2 concert together.

While I had purchased and listened to the CD myself, and was already formulating my opinion about different songs and the album as a whole, I didn't feel I could commit any thoughts to the blog until I had discussed it all with Pat.

I think No Line on the Horizon is indeed a success, even if it's not an instant rock and roll classic like Joshua Tree. Not every album can rise to that level even when you're the greatest band in the world.

I have to confess to being a little worried when the first single, "Get On Your Boots" was released. It's a fine song, but I wasn't totally won over. And indeed, after listening to the album I think there are at least two other songs that would have been better first singles, but that's neither here nor there.

The title track, "No Line on the Horizon" starts the album off well - Bono's crescendo will be classic in the live performance. "Magnificent" and "Moment of Surrender" are, in my opinion, the two best songs on the album.  "Magnificent" contains the wonderful refrain, "only love can leave such a mark." The very first time I heard "Moment of Surrender" I was singing along with the refrain - it's just one of those songs that is destined to be sung by a football stadium full of people as only really happens at U2 concerts.

Despite some slightly cheesy lyrics, "Unknown Caller" is a pretty decent song; I appreciate it's attempt to comment on our society's self-deafening dependency on technology. Pat definitely helped me appreciate the finer points of "I'll Go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight" - the refrain; "it's not a hill, it's a mountain as you start out to climb;" is particularly good, and the Edge gives us chords that are reminiscent of "All That You Can't Leave Behind."

The second half of the album is clearly the weaker half. "Stand Up Comedy" is a pretty good song - it too might have the chops for a decent single. I've got a long way to go on "Fez - Being Born," despite Pat's recommendations.

I like that "White As Snow" has the base line of O Come O Come Emmanuel. "Breathe" has grown on me considerably - I kind of like the rather staccato verses and Bono's delivery of them. But "Cedars of Lebanon," while a good song in and of itself, rounds the album out a little bit slowly for my liking. I'll have to keep working on appreciating this second half of the album.
 
I read a number of reviews in the days leading up to the official release and quite frankly I thought they were all over the place. For the best of these reviews visit Entertainment Weekly and The New York Times.

Overall, I give the album a high B+, low A- and look forward to bumping it up when I hear it performed live - God willing in Chicago on September 12th!

St. Patrick's Day . . . Part Two: I Love LA


This picture is apparently of the St. Patrick's Day parade in Los Angeles. I didn't attend, so I can't be sure . . . but I was in LA for the great feast, and this was the best picture I had, since I didn't bring my camera to the event I attended . . .

Pat McDonald, a dear friend from my time in Siegfried Hall at Notre Dame, is a life-long resident of LA and his family has long been involved in the Society of the Friendly Sons of St. Patrick. Each year, the society holds a black-tie banquet on the feast of their patron, and it is a major event on the Catholic calendar of the region.

Over the past several years, Pat has been trying to get me to join him, his dad and brothers for one of these banquets. This year I was finally able to make it work! I flew down to LAX after saying the feast day Mass here at Holy Redeemer, Pat collected me at the airport and we had time for lunch before we needed to be ready for the main event.

Looking mighty fine, if I do say so myself, Pat and I met up with his family at his parish church and headed off to the Beverly Hills Hilton.  During the cocktail hour I was able to chat with several of Pat's family members, and with a couple of priests from the Archdiocese of Los Angeles - including Fr. Leon Hutton, a professor at St. John's Seminary who had spent a sabbatical year living with us at Moreau Seminary while I was in formation.

During the dinner, which was a lovely four course meal, we were entertained with Irish singing . . . including, of course "Danny Boy." Apparently each year one of the FBI (Foreign Born Irish) Monsignors sings this Irish classic - so Pat's brother Chris gets a pool going to guess the time he'll take the mic and croon. It brought a great deal of levity and laughter to the evening . . . and I only lost by 1 minute!!

The evening is usually headlined by a big-name speaker. Several Notre Dame figures have addressed the group in the past. This year, John Wayne's son was the speaker - but he didn't say much. Instead he showed a video; a twenty minute clip of his father's "Stagecoach" which he dubbed ala Mystery Science Theater. Lots of fart and sex jokes. It was so-so. 

After the dinner we headed to the Irish Times for a few pints. Still in our finery, we drew quite a bit of attention to ourselves. Everyone wanted to know where we were coming from, and several people asked me if I was in fact a priest. 

The next morning Pat and I had just enough time for breakfast and a nice walk along the beach before I needed to be back at LAX for my flight back to Portland. I'm not sure that I could live there year round, but I have to admit that I could easily have stayed for a few more days of 80 and sunny in March! 

My photo of Manhattan Beach, CA just a block or two from Pat's apartment

Many thanks to Pat and the McDonald men for a lovely evening among the Friendly Sons!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Homily for the Fourth Sunday of Lent (B)

We’re now halfway through our Lenten observance, and if we’ve been taking this season of repentance seriously, we’ve all come to better recognize our sinfulness. The daily prayers of the Mass, and the readings we have heard proclaimed, have all called us to discern and admit these failings and sins.

Today’s responsorial Psalm, one of the great laments in the entirety of the Psalter, captures some sense of the despondency we can sometimes feel when we come face to face with our brokenness. Like the Israelites in bondage, in exile in Babylon, we are often exiled from God, bound by sin, and we find ourselves sitting, weeping, unable to rise, to sing of, or believe in, God’s love for us.

But Lent’s spirit of confession and penance is not at all meant to make us despondent. Even in our sinfulness we are never without the hope of God’s mercy and forgiveness, and on this Laetare Sunday our readings are particularly strong reminders of how God’s mercy and love raise us up from despondency and restore us to the fullness of life.

In our first reading today the Book of Chronicles records the history of Jerusalem’s destruction at the hands of her enemies, and explains the reasons for Israel’s captivity in Babylon:

“The people added infidelity to infidelity, practicing all the abominations of the nations and polluting the Lord’s temple which He had consecrated in Jerusalem.”

Jerusalem was the heart of Jewish life. More than a city with a temple, it was a Temple with a city around it. The Jerusalem Temple was the place where God dwelled and where His priests mediated between God and the people. Every year faithful Jews came from every corner of Israel and “went up” to the holy city.


But as the Book of Chronicles explains, the people had polluted the Temple and been unfaithful to the covenant the Lord had made with them. Their captivity in Babylon was not only a punishment from God, it was the necessary result of their sinfulness – their sinfulness made them incapable of going up to Jerusalem to meet the Lord worthily.

And yet God remained ever faithful. Even in their sinfulness, God was preparing His people’s salvation. According to the promise He made through His prophet Jeremiah, King Cyrus of Persia becomes the instrument of God’s plan: he releases Israel from bondage and begins to rebuild the Jerusalem Temple.

“Whoever, therefore, among you belongs to any part of His people,” Cyrus declares, “let him go up, and may his God be with him.”

God had heard the lament of Israel and his mercy restored them to life in Jerusalem. Once again, the people were able to go up to the holy city, to encounter the living God, because God went with them! They were lifted up from the captivity of their sinfulness and exile – they once again sang the songs of Judah.

What about us? What about our exile from God, our bondage in sin?

Our Gospel, and our second reading make clear that we too have been lifted up, have been restored to life by God’s merciful love.

In His conversation with Nicodemus, Jesus refers to Israel’s forty years in the desert. Attacked by deadly seraph serpents God tells Moses to make a bronze serpent, mount it on a pole and raise it up before the people. Whoever looks on it, God promises, will not die, but will live.

Jesus Himself says in today’s Gospel: “Just as Moses lifted up the serpent in the desert, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, so that everyone who believes in Him may have eternal life . . . For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him might not perish but might have eternal life.”


For the Christian, the Temple is not a building but the very body of Christ. It is in Christ Himself that God and humanity meet. Nailed to, and raised up on the Cross, it is precisely in the moment of Jesus’ suffering and seeming defeat that Jesus in fact triumphs over sin and death and is raised up to glory by His heavenly Father.

Since, by Baptism, we have been incorporated into, made a part of the body of Christ, our flesh too is a Temple of His Holy Spirit. In Christ, God has stooped down – He went with us into death, precisely so that He might raise us up with Him to new life.

Indeed, St. Paul reminds us, in his letter to the Ephesians: “Even when we were dead in our transgressions, God brought us to life with Christ, raised us up with Him, and seated us with Him in the heavens, that in the ages to come He might show the immeasurable riches of His grace.”

Friends, although this is almost unfathomably good news, Jesus makes clear that we have the choice to believe and live this reality, or not. If we’re honest with ourselves, we know that we can often prefer the darkness. It’s often easier, more comfortable for us to keep living the old sins we’ve become accustomed to, and before long, we add “infidelity to infidelity.”

Perhaps even worse, we can remain despondent – refusing to believe that if we ask Him, God can and will raise us up from our old life, to new life in Christ.

But our Laetare Sunday invites and reminds us to rejoice: to rejoice that “by grace, we have been saved through faith;” to rejoice in our God who “so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that everyone who believes in Him might not perish but might have eternal life.”

Friday Fish Fry

Before I get to writing a post on the second part of my St. Patrick's Day, let me quickly share some photos of tonight's Fish Fry at Holy Redeemer.  Sarah Gregory got these shots of me with Leo Cassinelli . . . 


and with Mike Walsh, and our dear friend, the Keg-erator!


The parents club at Holy Redeemer School has been hosting these fish dinners for the past several years and they are always very popular events. The food is always excellent, consisting of potato wedges, macaroni and cheese, cole slaw, cornbread, green beans and of course, fried fish. A wonderful way to keep the Lenten abstinence and support Catholic education!

Friday, March 20, 2009

St. Patrick's Day . . . Part One

Again this year I gathered the gang to celebrate St. Patrick's Day at Kells in downtown Portland. We had to celebrate on Monday, as you'll learn in a later post, because I was out of town on Tuesday.

Brenda and I have made a particular point of celebrating the great day together and often share a Guinness and Bailey's at Kells.  In commemoration of my last St. Patrick's Day in Portland, she got me this great Irish cap from Kells. I'd seen the bouncers at Kells wearing it last year and thought it was pretty awesome. (I'm wearing it backwards so you can see the lettering . . . and because it looks pretty cool ;)


Brenda and I were joined by Ken and his bride Julie, Dan and his girlfriend Hannah, and Mary Gallagher. Josh Noem even made an appearance after a late meeting at the university.



Beyond the great conversation, food and drink, we were there to enjoy the musical stylings of Zoo2 a U2 cover-band from the old sod. We had to endure a truly awful band that played for 45 minutes immediately prior to their taking the stage - but once they did, we weren't disappointed. 


As you can see, they did their best to look like U2 and did a pretty solid job of sounding like them as well. It was a great evening and as it turns out it was just the start of a great celebration in honor of St. Patrick. More to come . . . 

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Homily for the Third Sunday of Lent (A) and First Scrutiny

Our readings for this Third Sunday of Lent all focus on water. If you think about Lent as our sharing in Jesus’ forty days in the desert, that makes good sense: water is sorely lacking in the desert and the human need for water quickly becomes an important factor in your journey.

But remember too, as I said last week, that Lent is the season of proximate preparation for the catechumens, who last week became the elect and are now just weeks away from Baptism. And it’s also the season in which we Baptized reflect on the meaning of our Baptism and recommit ourselves to the universal call to holiness, and to the particular vocations, we have each been given in Baptism.

So it makes perfect sense that water is a dominant theme, not only in today’s readings but in next Sunday’s Gospel as well.

This weekend, the readings set up two parallels that we should reflect upon and understand in order to appreciate the full depth of this water symbol.

The first parallel is between the human sensation of thirst, on the one hand, and a deeper emotional and spiritual longing and yearning, on the other. If you’ve ever been truly thirsty, hiking for hours in a dry climate or working outside in the summer heat, you know just how all-consuming the need for water becomes. Just the same, we’re meant to understand that our deeper spiritual longing is also all consuming and equally necessary to sustain our lives.

The second parallel is between the physical water, which quenches our physical thirst, and a deeper spiritual well that gives us the fullness of life for which we have been yearning. As we’ve said the necessity of water for life makes it the perfect symbol of the life-giving property.

Okay, so how do these two parallels play out in our readings?

In our first reading the Israelites are in the midst of their forty-year sojourn in the desert. The reading says that, “in their thirst for water, the people grumbled against Moses” and longed even to return to slavery in Egypt where they at least had water for their children and animals.

This is a physical, bodily thirst. The Israelites are complaining about their parched lips and dry mouths – so much so they say they would prefer the physical bondage of slavery in Egypt.

Similarly, in our Gospel when Jesus speaks to the Samaritan woman at the well, she is intrigued when He says that, “whoever drinks the water I shall give will never thirst.” She responds, “Sir give me this water so that I may not be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water.” She too is focusing on her physical, biological thirst. She’d much prefer not having to come to this well three and four times a day to drag heavy jugs of water back to her house.



In both of these readings we see that God provides for the needs of His people. In the first instance, the Chosen People are already set free from slavery in Egypt by the waters of the Red Sea. Now God gives Israel “water from the rock” to slake their physical thirst.

But in the Gospel, Jesus tries to make clear to the Samaritan woman that the “living water” He gives is “a water welling up to eternal life.” He tries to make clear that the water He will give does not take away physical thirst, but answers a much deeper yearning for fullness of life.

Reflecting on this truth in our second reading, St. Paul writes to the church in Rome: “the love of God has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit.” God’s eternal life is once more compared to life-giving water poured out on us.

But St. Paul’s letter also gives us a most important key to understanding the second half of today’s Gospel – to understanding the essential means through which God gives us this wellspring of eternal life.

St. Paul writes: “Christ, while we were still helpless, died at the appointed time for the ungodly . . . God proves His love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

The living water that Christ gives us, that flowed from His side when He was crucified for our sins, is the water of Baptism, by which we are cleansed of our sins and given the fullness of eternal life. We do not merit this by our purity – rather it is precisely in our sinfulness that He dies for us, washes us of our sins, and gives us the fullness of His life.

And so in today’s Gospel, when the Samaritan woman fails to understand the nature of the water that Jesus longs to give her, He doesn’t try to explain this to her through a parable. He simply asks her to call her husband . . . He reveals that He knows the entirety of her life, all of her past, all of her sins, all those things that must have been a source of gossip for the town and of shame for her.

Stunned by His knowledge of her entire life, the woman says, “I know that the Messiah is coming and when he comes he will tell us everything.” In the painful truth of her sinfulness, and in the light of her still small faith, Jesus makes one of the most startling admissions in the entirety of the Scriptures: “I am he, the one who is speaking with you.”

The Samaritan women has experienced the non-judgmental, forgiving love of the Messiah. No longer ashamed she goes back to her town and admits her sinfulness openly. “Come see a man who told me everything I have done.” In the light of her encounter with Christ, her sin and shame were burned away and now all that remains is the desire to bring others to that same experience of forgiving love.

And sure enough, the others invite Him to stay with them. Believing in His word they say to the woman, “we no longer believe because of your word, for we have seen for ourselves and we know that this truly is the Savior of the world.”

Friends, in the waters of Baptism we are given that for which we most deeply thirst – the forgiveness of our sins and God’s eternal life. We are also given a mission to help bring others to this wellspring of life, just as the Samaritan woman did.

In these remaining weeks of Lent, our Elect will complete their preparation and come to experience God’s forgiving love in the Easter sacraments. For those of us who are already baptized we are given this season of penance to renew our Baptismal grace. We fast, pray, give alms, celebrate the Sacrament of Reconciliation, all to restore the fullness of grace and life we received in Baptism, and have let slacken through sin and indifference.

Touched by the loving mercy of God may we, like the Samaritan woman, no longer despair of our sinfulness, but boldly invite others to encounter Christ as we have – and as we will once more as we celebrate this Eucharist.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

So There . . .


. . . you have to be nice to me today - I gave blood today at Holy Redeemer's semi-annual blood drive.

Homily for the Second Sunday of Lent (B)

Just in the last twenty-four hours I’ve made two visits in the Children’s ICU at Emmanuel Hospital. I’ve sat with parents as they desperately tried to pray their child back to health, or as they helplessly watched their child slowly die.

Many of you are yourselves parents and grandparents, and some of you I am quite sure, have suffered through the illness or even the death of a child. So in no uncertain terms, today’s first reading should absolutely confuse, and disturb, even anger us.

We know the story from Genesis: we know how Abraham was seventy-five when God appeared to him, made a covenant with him, and promised that he would be the father of a great nation. We know that Abraham was one hundred years old when Sarah finally bore their son Isaac, and we can easily relate to how much Abraham must have loved Isaac.

And so, when God tells Abraham in today’s first reading, to go to the land of Moriah and there to sacrifice his only beloved son, we have every right to be confused and disturbed.


Is God so ruthless and brutal that He could actually have wanted Abraham to sacrifice his only son? And even if He didn’t, even if – as the reading says – God was only putting Abraham to the test, does that mean that God is that arbitrary and capricious, playing with us and testing us through torment?

Friends, the entirety of the Scriptures clearly try to show us that this is not at all how God treats us – but it often feels like that, and so we’re left to figure out just what this reading means – just how we are to understand this rather fearsome scene?

The entire story of Abraham’s life, and especially this story of the sacrifice of Isaac, is in its essence a story of faith. Throughout the Book of Genesis, God is constantly asking Abraham to have faith – to trust, not so much in the promise God has made, but in God Himself.

Last week the story of Noah and the flood made clear that all creation belongs solely to God who created it. Everything we have, including everyone and everything we love, we have as a gift from God – they are not really ours, they are God’s.

The harsh reality of life in this passing world is that whenever and however it happens, everything we have, even the good things we love, will be taken away from us. No thing, no one, in this world will last forever.

Faith, therefore, is knowing, at our deepest level of being, that this is true: that all things belong to God; and it means having the wisdom to let all things go, to offer back to God even that which we love most.

Faith is trusting, not in God’s promise as we understand it, or as we would choose to have it fulfilled, but trusting in the one who made the promise – trusting in God Himself.

This is the faith that Abraham shows when he is willing to offer as a sacrifice even the son he loves above all else. Abraham gives back to God, if only symbolically, the son he knows belongs more to God than to himself.

Abraham trusts, not in how he thinks God should fulfill the promise of many heirs – but in God’s trustworthiness, in God’s ability and desire to fulfill His promise, no matter how it might sometimes seem to us.

The lesson of the spiritual life is that it is precisely in giving back to God that which is really His in the first place, we are in fact opened to receive the abundance of life that God really wants to give us.

And so, when God’s angel stops the hand of Abraham he announces: “I know now how devoted you are to God – your descendants will indeed be as countless as the stars of the sky and the sands of the seashore.” This is less a reward from God, and more the necessary precondition of seeing the fullness of God’s promise take hold in our lives.

I think St. Paul’s Letter to the Romans, which we heard as our second reading tonight, confirms this understanding of Abraham’s story and serves as a bridge to our Gospel about Jesus’ Transfiguration.

St. Paul says, “if God is for us, who can be against us?” If God, who didn’t spare His only beloved Son, but sacrificed Him, saw Him tortured and killed so that we might all be saved – if He is on our side, if He loves us that much, what “hardship, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword” could possibly do us harm? None. “In all these things we are more than conquerors” because of God who loves us so much He refused to deny us even His Son.

And so in our Gospel reading we are once again on the top of a mountain – and we are once more in the presence of a Father, and the Son he calls “beloved.” Only this time, the Son will indeed be sacrificed.

When Jesus is Transfigured before them, when they see the glory that Jesus shares with the Father in heaven, the Apostles long to build three tents on the mountaintop –they long to remain in the peace, and beauty, and calm of that moment of Divine transcendence. We’ve all had moments of that kind of certainty and wished never again to have to face suffering or doubt.


But Jesus takes His disciples back down the mountain – down to Jerusalem, where the Son of Man is to be arrested, tortured and killed – in order to rise again in three days. God so loved the world; Jesus so loved the Father, that they refused to forego the Cross, that leads to glory.

I’ve recently been harping on the fact that in our own Baptism we hear God the Father say to us, what He said to Jesus at His Baptism, and again, today, at His transfiguration: “You are my beloved child.”

And so Jesus’ Transfiguration isn’t just proof of His Divine glory – it’s proof that we too are destined to share the Divine life - - but in order to do that, and in order to bring the glory of Divine life to this suffering world, we like Christ must embrace the Cross we have been given.

We have journeying with us this Lent a group of catechumens who long to have a share in Divine life through Baptism. We have too, a group of Christians who already share with us in Divine life by Baptism, but who now long to share more deeply in the Church’s mission of transfiguring the world.

Tonight, they will all be presented at the Cathedral to Bishop Steiner. Like Abraham, our father in faith, they will declare their trust in a God who loves us so much, He sent His only Son as our Redeemer. They will accept a share in Christ’s cross, trusting that through the cross we reach the glory of the Transfiguration.

As we sen these catechumens and candidates for election, Lent invites us all to recommit to our Baptismal faith – faith in a God who loves us so much, He did not spare His only Son. Through prayer and penance we train ourselves to rely solely on Him, to need only Him – and to trust in His love even when we are given a cross to carry.

When we do these things we share more deeply in the Church’s mission to transfigure the world – and we bring the divine life we share in Baptism, to a world so broken, so desperately in need of His love and salvation.

Friday, March 6, 2009

All in a Day's Work

When I started this blog I aimed at "sharing some of the amazing experiences I am able to enjoy all because I have been invited into the great gift and mystery that is the priesthood." I wrote that, God willing, this might "help me, and you too, to be ever more grateful for the gift and mystery that is life itself."

I think this has largely been the case as I approach the one year anniversary of this blog. That said, the nature of my work requires that the greatest portion of what I do remains between priest and parishioner. With the exceptions of my homilies, I find myself writing more about the fun things I'm up to than the daily joys and struggles that make the priesthood "a gift and mystery."

I've thought about this quite a bit over the last 48 hours . . . and over lunch today I told some of our teachers that my last two days would have made a perfect documentary about how the life of a priest must run the full spectrum of a life's emotions in the matter of a day.

Between yesterday and today, I have presided at four Eucharistic Liturgies and heard confessions for an hour. I anointed a dying parishioner in hospice care, visited a parishioner in the hospital, and went to a family home to bless the body of a parishioner who had died during the evening.

I wrapped up the paperwork for two infant Baptisms that will take place this weekend and was asked to travel to California to Baptize the healthy newborn daughter of a college friend. I also prepared to Baptize, tomorrow, a 2 year old who is in ICU and not expected to survive.

I began the marriage paperwork for an engaged couple I am friends with, and spoke with two other people whose marriages are suffering tremendous trials and are heading towards divorce.

I ran into a peer-aged parishioner at lunch and had a lovely conversation about faith and discernment. I spoke with another about their struggle with faith.

Of course, as in every life, not everything in a day rises to this level of import. In the midst of these graced but charged moments, there are always the more mundane administrative tasks - answering emails, scheduling servers, locking and unlocking buildings - and the more reflective work of preparing and writing homilies and liturgies.

But I don't say all this to garner sympathy, or to call attention to myself. Rather, I share it because it is precisely this kind of reflection that makes clear to me what a holy "gift and mystery" the priesthood really is.  What an amazing grace I receive, by virtue of my ordination, when I am invited into peoples' lives and charged with bringing Christ to them.

I read this today, from a Q&A session the Holy Father had with the priests of the diocese of Rome:

"The rectory isn’t in the world, it’s in the parish. Here, people often come to the pastor – normally without masks, without pretense, but in situations of suffering, of illness, of death, of problems in the family. They come into the confessional, without masks but as they really are. No other profession, it seems to me, gives this possibility of knowing the human person in his or her humanity, and not in terms of his or her role in society. In this sense, we can really study the human person in his depths, outside the roles people play, and learn ourselves what it is to be human – the human person always at the school of Christ."

This is indeed a "gift and mystery" and for priests, it's all in a day's work.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

. . . And One!

After finishing out our flex-pack of tickets to Blazers games this season, the Noems and I thought we were done with the Rose Garden for the season. But when the ticket office emailed Josh and alerted us to half-price tickets we decided to add just one more game to our season.

Last night we attended the Blazers game against the Indiana Pacers. Though I've lived nearly a decade in the Hoosier state, and am headed back there shortly, I had no qualms rooting for our boys in black. I was, however, glad to see that former ND star Troy Murphy was doing well with the Pacers.

He was doing so well, the Pacers led throughout most of the game! But yet again, the Blazers roared back and tied the game with just seconds to go - and yet again won in the final seconds, in great part thanks to Brandon Roy - and yet again scored over 100 points, earning us all a free chalupa. I think there's a pattern developing here!


Despite not feeling 100%, Stacey was a real trooper, and we all had a great time. 

(We also had the chance to support most worthy cause - albeit a sad one. Earlier in the week, a teenage boy with Down Syndrome was struck by a car after leaving a Blazers game. The Blazers organization and the fans at last night's game contributed $21,000 to the family to help cover medical expenses. Sadly, it was announced today that their son had passed away. May his soul rest in peace.)