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7th Sunday C - February 23, 2025

7th Sunday C

February 24, 2025

The scene in the first reading of today’s mass reminds me of the scene from the Broadway Musical Le Miserable where the policeman Javert is spared by the thief Jon Valjean  and can’t deal with the debt he now owes to this thief.     Before he takes his life Javert sings:

Who is this man?

What sort of devil is he

To have me caught in a trap

And choose to let me go free?

It was his hour at last

To put a seal on my fate

Wipe out the past

And wash me clean off the slate!

All it would take

Was a flick of his knife

Vengeance was his

And he gave me back my life!

This is much the situation for Saul and David.  David could have killed Saul, but he chose to spare his life.  David had not heard the sermon on the plain in today’s gospel, but he chose to love his enemy, not to hurt God’s anointed one.

Saul was the first king of Israel and when his kingdom was under siege by the Philistines it is a young shepherd boy who goes up against and slays the giant Goliath.  Saul should be happy, but when the people begin to praise David over him, he grows jealous and seeks to kill David.   The women sing words that hurt Saul:

 “Saul has slain his thousands,

David his tens of thousands’

As Saul chases David, one day Saul goes into a cave to relieve himself and there is David hiding and he has the chance to slay Saul, but instead he cuts a tassel off his cloak. The second time David meets Saul is today’ s first reading.  David has decided to love his enemy. He sees Saul as the anointed of God and deserving of God and David’s love.

Loving one’s enemy is not an easy thing.  We may not all have the kind of grievance David against Saul, but we all have men and woman who we find it hard to love.  Love sometimes is a choice, we choose to love not because the other is loveable, but because they are created in the image and likeness of God and therefore deserving of our love, even if they don’t earn it.  Choosing to love others may not change them, but it may change who we are.

How hard it is to pray for one’s enemies. The prayers may stick in our throats, but in offering them we change our attitude toward them and the world.  A challenge we are given is to see our enemy, as like us, created in the image and likeness of a loving God.

There is a story told of the Christmas truce in the first world war. A group of British and German soldiers stopped the war for a time to celebrate Christmas. After this celebration many of them were unable to continue to fight.  They had come to know the enemy as fellow humans and could not choose to destroy the men they came to know.

If we turn on the evening news, we will hear much about violence and hate in our world.  We can choose to contribute or look for other news of the kingdom of God at work around us.   Looking for the presence of our God during hate and violence is a discipline.   One, we develop over time.  This doesn’t mean we deny the brokenness of our world, but it means we don’t choose to let that be the whole story. 

This week in the New Yorker Magazine I read a story about a deacon and a group of nuns who chose to visit women on death row in Texas.   The women went into the prison full of fear and found they had much in common with the women on death row.  They met them as fellow travelers and loved them as children of a loving God.   The words of today’s psalm ring true:

Merciful and gracious is the LORD,

slow to anger and abounding in kindness.

Not according to our sins does he deal with us,

nor does he requite us according to our crimes.

We are invited to imitate the attitude of our God. We pray for those who hurt us and let God be the one to judge them and punish them.

We may not like it, but we may be surprised that the mercy of God extends even to those who hate us, or those who we think we hate.


Ash Wednesday - March 5, 2025

By Rev. Christopher Welch • March 6, 2025
Ash Wednesday March 5, 2025 In his book God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater, Kurt Vonnequt tells the story of Mr. Rosewater who decides to give away the family fortune to those who are in need in Rosewater County. At one point a women who he helped out asks him to baptize her children. He tells his sister about this and she asks him, “what will you say at the baptism.” He responds: Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — ‘God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.” Sometimes it feels that is what we have lost as a community, is the ability to be kind. I would like to suggest that for this season of Lent 2025 we all resolve to be kinder. Here are three ways we can accomplish this goal. (I need to thank Fr. James Martin for these suggestions.) First, don't be a jerk. You may be sick, tired, or upset about some minor catastrophe that happened at work or at home. That doesn't mean that you have to pass along your anger or frustration to others. Once I said to a friend, with mock seriousness, “My life is such a cross.” “Really” he said. “For you or for others?” While it is important to share your struggles with friends, you don't need to make others miserable. Second, honor the absent. Stop talking about people behind their backs. Few things are as damaging to our spiritual lives as denigrating other people. It's a serious lack of charity, and needless to say, it makes the other person feel terrible if they discover what you said – which they usually do. Third, give people the benefit of doubt. St. Ignatius Loyola mentions this at the beginning of his Spiritual Exercises. Whenever there is any doubt about what someone said or did, give them the “plus” sign. Being kind may be harder to do than giving up chocolate, but it's a lot more helpful to your spiritual life, - and for everyone else's.

8th Sunday C- March 2, 2025

By Rev. Christopher Welch • March 5, 2025
8th Sunday C March 2, 2025 The book of Sirah is full of good advice. Today we hear "When a sieve is shaken, the husks appear; so do one’s faults when one speaks.” I am reminded of the words of Mark Twain, “It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt." You may remember the movie Being There with Peter Sellers. Peter plays a man who took care of the garden on an estate. When his master dies, he leaves the estate to find a new place to live. His name is Chauncy, and he is the gardener. When he tells people who he is they think his name is Chauncy Gardner. Chauncy likes to watch TV, and he carries the remote control with him. He tells people” I like to Watch”, and he shares rules of gardening such as “there will be growth in the spring. He is mostly silent except for these comments and people think he is a genius. It has been said “we have one mouth and two ears which should we use most often?” This week we will begin the season of Lent. With Jesus we will enter the desert. This season of Lent can be a time to enter the silence. Deserts are quiet places. You may want to listen more closely to what God must share with you. In our well is our desert. You are invited to add to the desert by bringing in a rock. The rock will represent what Defect of Character you will try to get rid of in the season of Lent. (Place a rock in the well) In the gospel Jesus warns against pulling the plank in another’s eye and missing the sliver in our own. So often other people are like a mirror to us. What I dislike most in another is what I dislike in myself. We may ask ourselves “What is the plank in my eye that needs removing? And how will I remove it? We are given 40 days to consider how to remove this plank. Years ago, I was on retreat and at the end of the retreat they gave me a dare rock. A rock with the word dare painted on it. When we received the rock, they played a song from the musical Godspell. Where are you going? Where are you going? Can you take me with you? For my hand is cold And needs warmth Where are you going? Far beyond where the horizon lies Where the horizon lies And the land sinks into mellow blueness Oh please, take me with you Let me skip the road with you I can dare myself I can dare myself I'll put a pebble in my shoe And watch me walk (watch me walk) I can walk and walk! (I can walk!) I shall call the pebble Dare I shall call the pebble Dare We will talk, we will talk together We will talk (chorus) about walking Dare shall be carried And when we both have had enough I will take him from my shoe, singing: "Meet your new road!" Then I'll take your hand Finally glad Finally glad That you are here By my side By my side By my side By my side There is a lot in today’s scriptures to reflect upon for the next 43 days or so. Let us be silent and let the words of our God speak within us. In the next few days as we prepare for Ash Wednesday, we may want to consider what character defect I wish to address in this season. We place this upon a rock and give it to Jesus to bring with him into the desert and we pray he may take it to the cross so we may rise again on Easter Sunday.

6th Sunday C - February 16, 2025

By Rev. Christopher Welch • February 16, 2025
6th Sunday C February 16, 2025 We are already well into the Jubilee year that began on Christmas 2024. The theme of the year is Hope. Hope is also what our psalm speaks of today. Blessed are they who hope in the Lord. How do we find hope? One way is to look at what hope does for us. Hope is gained by trusting in God. When I stop trying to control all life and circumstances around me I find hope. Hope is seeing the world as cared for by our God. Hope is nurtured by planting one near God. The image from Isaih and the psalm are images of trees planted by running streams. When we plant our lives trusting in God, we find ourselves growing as a tree near running water. Where do we find this running water? One way is to live the beatitudes as found in today’s gospel. “Blessed are you who are poor, for the kingdom of God is yours. Blessed are you who are now hungry, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who are now weeping, for you will laugh. Blessed are you when people hate you, and when they exclude and insult you, and denounce your name as evil on account of the Son of Man Poverty of spirit is the quality of trusting in God. When we place our trust in God we find satisfaction, laughter, and persecution. In the midst of persecution, we find the streams of God feeding us what we need. This image of a tree by running water is an image we can work with as we search for hope. Hope is that quality that arrives when we let go and let God. When we recognize our poverty of spirit and rely upon God, we begin to be people of Hope. • Hope is poverty of spirit. • Hope is being hungry for justice. • Hope is finding laughter rather than despair. • Hope is the antidote to oppression. • Hope is found as we focus on how our God is at work in our lives. • Hope is found when we trust. • Hope is found in the hands of a friend who reaches out to us in our need. • Hope is found as I recover from an illness or a situation that makes me feel weak. Two weeks ago, SUNY had a broadcast of the play Uncle Vanya. I often think about the last scene as Vanya and Sonya consider their lives at the estate. Sonya gives Vanya hope as she touches into her faith. SONYA: What can we do? We must live out our lives. [A pause] Yes, we shall live, Uncle Vanya. We shall live all through the endless procession of days ahead of us, and through the long evenings. We shall bear patiently the burdens that fate imposes on us. We shall work without rest for others, both now and when we are old. And when our final hour comes, we shall meet it humbly, and there beyond the grave, we shall say that we have known suffering and tears, that our life was bitter. And God will pity us. Ah, then, dear, dear Uncle, we shall enter on a bright and beautiful life. We shall rejoice and look back upon our grief here. A tender smile -- and -- we shall rest. I have faith, Uncle, fervent, passionate faith. We shall rest. We shall rest. We shall hear the angels. We shall see heaven shining like a jewel. We shall see evil and all our pain disappear in the great pity that shall enfold the world. Our life will be as peaceful and gentle and sweet as a caress. I have faith; I have faith. [Wiping away her tears] My poor, poor Uncle Vanya, you are crying! [Weeping] You have never known what it is to be happy, but wait, Uncle Vanya, wait! We shall rest. We shall rest. We shall rest. I find myself thinking of the words of Lisel Mueller when I consider hope. Mueller wrote a poem called Hope. It hovers in dark corners before the lights are turned on, it shakes sleep from its eyes and drops from mushroom gills, it explodes in the starry heads of dandelions turned sages, it sticks to the wings of green angels that sail from the tops of maples. It sprouts in each occluded eye of the many-eyed potato, it lives in each earthworm segment surviving cruelty, it is the motion that runs from the eyes to the tail of a dog, it is the mouth that inflates the lungs of the child that has just been born. It is the singular gift we cannot destroy in ourselves, the argument that refutes death, the genius that invents the future, all we know of God. It is the serum which makes us swear not to betray one another; it is in this poem, trying to speak. Let us find hope as we trust in the Lord and drink from the stream of our faith.
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