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“What once was fiction”

I shared some thoughts with my friend Adam Fischer, and realized they’d fit in with TCG.

U2 has a song called “Grace” from their album, All That You Can’t Leave Behind. I was not an instant fan; rather, the song grew on me over time, and now I often sing it to my girls at bedtime.

A line goes, “She travels outside of karma.”  I’ve long loved this one, referring to grace, and thought it a lovely expression for what I believe grace to be.  Grace operates outside of blind justice, and has no interest in giving us, strictly, what we deserve.  Rather, it represents a flow of blessings, the workings of the highest mind, which is subject to nothing while offering goodness to all.

Just today, another line offered unexpected depth.  ”What once was hurt, what once was fiction, what left a mark no longer stains.”

The first and last descriptions have always made some sense.  All three, in fact.  Yet the middle one suddenly meant more.

Hopefully this thought is not based on a flawed understanding – from what I have read, there are a number of myths involving a god coming to live among humans, the son . . . → Read More: “What once was fiction”

The Cardinal and Chicago Values

A great read by Cardinal Francis George.

Here’s the post.

Neighbor

Unfortunate that the robbery happened, but that loss yielded to some good neighborliness.

Will County Habitat for Humanity houses robbed, community helps

Chick-Fil-A

Good evening.

We’re coming to you live on Chick-Fil-A appreciation day, and there are rumors of .25 mile long lines for chicken sandwiches.

There are a lot of serious things to say on the subject of gay marriage, and gender, and where the momentum of our society lies. Here are two of them, quite seriously intended, and yet spoken in a light tone.

First – seriously, this debate has made ammunition out of chicken sandwiches. Does anyone else feel the need to laugh at themselves? Would a banana cream pie help?

Second, it would be nice to get past the part of the debate where we call each other names. Dan Cathy’s comments, which lit this fire? Not a single anti-gay word. He simply affirmed the primacy of traditional marriage, without any hint of irrational fear of gays, or suggestion that gay people are inherently evil.

Freedom of speech assumes that you will prefer one thing to another, that you will value one thing over another. As even some gay advocates have said, it assumes you will have the right to think and say whatever you like, and not be punished by the government for those thoughts and words.

So, . . . → Read More: Chick-Fil-A

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Consciousness

I’d like to be brief with this one, but I don’t want to simply cast it off into blogland. It’s the kind of thing that comes off as the result of a drug-induced “clarity,” but I’ve restricted myself to caffeine and alcohol, and neither of these have advanced my spirit.

Ok, that’ll do.

One of the real landmarks of my faith came in an empty chapel, when I had plenty of time to think. I was tracing the grains of the wood floor with my eyes, when I moved to reach out and touch the ground. On contact, I realized that I was, albeit remotely, touching something which God had touched. In fact, there was nothing in the room, that I was aware of, which had not been touched by God, down to the subatomic level (or, you know, whatever is sub-subatomic).

This was surely an unoriginal thought, yet I found myself in awe. That very matter, however it may have been transformed since the beginning, came tumbling down from God’s hands to mine.

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Big Money

Evangelicals are doing (have been doing) something right about money.  That is, they’re talking about it to the point that it’s not taboo to ask for it.

It seems to me that every Catholic “ask” I’ve heard has been a high-wire act, with the asker hoping not to offend, hoping not to trip over the wire of anyone’s sensibilities.  That’s too bad.

So, with the encouragement of an Evangelical’s book on money management, Marcy and I have renewed our efforts to be good stewards of our finances.  Right after we buy a new car.  And a helicopter.

In seriousness, I’ve been praying earnestly about it, hoping for patience and self-control, for willingness to continue giving even if I can’t have everything I want.  All generally good practices.

Another good practice is that I can work overtime in order to cut down our debts or increase our savings, both giving us the concrete results that are so satisfying in an endeavor like this.  In roughly that context, I dared to pray that God would, if it is good, make something big happen.  I confessed that I did not know what that could be, and that I have no clear idea how . . . → Read More: Big Money

Abortion: Debate, Ministry

There came a time a few years ago when I began to reflect deeply on the reasons a person might have for being pro-choice. Reflexively – instinctively? – I had always believed it was a misunderstanding, maybe a case of callousness which simply needed a proper, heart-rending appeal in order to spark a conversion. If only I could find the right words, the definitive and undeniable perspective which would change everything, then the debate would disappear.

It’s tough to deal with perpetual failure like that. A few years ago, I began to wonder why such an approach was doomed to fail, even with people whom I believed were intelligent and compassionate.

The closest I’ve gotten, by the way, is something like this: Abortion must be the most terrible fate a person can face. In your most vulnerable state, with nerve endings as fresh as they’ll ever be, in the place which is supposed to be the safest in all the world, in come the brutally dispassionate instruments of death. You have committed no crime, been given no defense. You will endure, arguably, the most intense pain possible, and you can’t even scream. Does anyone deserve this? Of all the very . . . → Read More: Abortion: Debate, Ministry

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The Incomparable

Mark has now reached the point, in my reading, where the conflict between Jesus and the religious authorities is escalating. Every page, it seems, alludes to the fact that the authorities are plotting to kill Him, and would do it immediately, except that the people would revolt against such an action.

So, like theives, they will wait for the night.

In the meantime, they continue to confront Christ about His teaching and actions. He drives the money changers out of the Temple and they want to know by what authority He has done this; they try to trap Him on the subject of paying taxes, and the resurrection; ultimately, they are incensed and furious that He would liken Himself to God and declare that they, far from appearances, have denied the Lord in their hearts.

All of this from under the shadow of the cross, within days of a torturous death.

On a purely human level, I am amazed at the way He keeps His cool. How can He think of that response to the Pharisees and Herodians – “Pay unto Caesar what is Caesar’s, and to God what is God’s” – knowing that they are bringing about His death? . . . → Read More: The Incomparable

Original Sin

My wife works at a children’s hospital, and could fill many volumes with the stories she has to tell. Fortunately for me, she does not share them too often, or I would probably drown in despair.

Some nights the burden is quite heavy, and tonight she did unload a few stories on me. She was exposed to two patients today who were victims – seemingly unintended – of gun violence. Gangs were believed to be involved in both instances.

The first was a one year old, who was sleeping with her mother when a bullet ripped through their house at 1am. It pierced the child’s head and was embedded in the mother’s leg. Somehow, the child has survived, and in spite of losing one of her eyes, she shows many signs of good condition and potential for recovery.

Marcy went on to say that many people were pressing to visit the girl, whose mother was with her. The mother suggested that she knew the shooter, but would not say who it was. Marcy worried that one of these guests might want to harm the mother because of her knowledge, which made the day that much more tense.

At length, while . . . → Read More: Original Sin

This deserves an adjective…

Just can’t find it at the moment.  Suffice it to say I really am moved by both sides of this story, and not only for the headline.  Have a read about the gifts that were exchanged.

 

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Mark 4:35-41

As noted in previous posts, Barclay has a tendency to “naturalize” some of the events in the life of Jesus.  One of the main ways he does this is by suggesting that demon possession, for example, was merely a psychological illness; a serious illness to be sure, with staggering consequences, yet truly a product of the mind.

Now, I don’t dismiss that psychological illness could play a role in something like demon possession, and that the power of cultural beliefs (here, a cultural belief in the reality of demon possession) can exacerbate and extend suffering in some cases.  Let us indeed consider the  nuances.

Still, from a very (fortunately) limited experience and from second-hand information, it is hard for me to dismiss the other possibility – that demons take some form in reality.  That is, people are sometimes stricken completely outside of their wishes (however masochistic these can be), and the condition manifests a kind of power and fury that borders on supernatural.

The trouble with this “naturalizing” of miracles, as I see it, is two-fold:  One, it often seems a stretch to draw out of the context that these things were other than supernatural acts.  Two – even if . . . → Read More: Mark 4:35-41

Self-forgetting

Quick note:  I hope/plan to finish the Gospel of Mark before Holy Week, and then to finish reading the second part of the Pope’s study on the person of Jesus.  It’s really, really good, and I unreservedly recommend it if you’re at all interested.

I’ve taken to heart this notion that Jesus, when called upon, did not insist on his own need for rest or solitude.

He did take opportunities for these things, and it does not seem that he experience the kind of ambitious restlessness which is common today.  Rather, he did not look at a person in need and say, “Maybe later, but now I need to rest.”

A self-indictment is necessary here:  I have spent too much time insisting on my own equilibrium, mainly at work.  At home, this is just an impossible thing, far even from ludicrous.

But at work, you know – no one cries, or screams.  At least, not the co-workers.  They’re not your direct charges at all times.  You can almost pretend to be something else, in order to protect your interests.

Anyway…

I’ve taken the example of Jesus to heart at work.  Rather than *barely* hiding my exasperation over one thing or . . . → Read More: Self-forgetting

Letter to the Editor

Now interrupting the series of posts on the Gospel according to Mark for this (important?) bulletin…

In other places I have commented on my love of local newspapers.  We get the Joliet Herald News, and I read every issue.

This guy, a columnist named George Gaspar, finally got my goat one too many times.  I am compelled to write …A LETTER TO THE EDITOR!

Here is his column.  Below is my response (not sure why it’s in bold).

 

With 300 words or less, the Editor has put me at a disadvantage.  I can’t have all of my grievances redressed, so we’ll’ve [sic] to settle for the major point.

Mr. Gaspar obfuscates the point in his March 2 “Viewpoint” column.  He would swing the weight of women’s rights like a medieval mace in order to beat the Church back into the Dark Ages, where it becomes an easy target to malign and calumniate.  (This would be interesting to explore; at a glance, I would offer that Thomas Aquinas could express a better argument in sighs than Gaspar has in this column).

Let’s be honest – whether the “extremist” Republicans or the “extremist” Catholics want to turn back the clock is . . . → Read More: Letter to the Editor

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Jesus Digest

It is amazing what a good commentary can do.

Some time back I attempted to read the Gospel according to Luke, and I found myself stumbling constantly.  This was nothing more than a form of unfamiliarity – despite my upbringing and hearing passages from the New Testament (at least) once a week for as long as I can remember, I don’t get first century Galilee.

Fine, but aren’t the episodes and teachings timeless?  If you’ll labor with the text, won’t it come alive in some way very near to your own life?  Sure it will, but that can seem an awful lot like cherry-picking.  And that’s probably not quite fair, because one does not usually want to cherry-pick, but to understand the gospel as a complete work, as though one had walked with Jesus and experienced Him.

Anyway, we’re veering off the course.  Stay focused, you.

If the text must be understood – at least to some extent – from the perspective of a 1st century reader, Barclay has translated the social and historical (con)text into 20th century language.

Isn’t this the 21st century?  The man died in 1978, dude.  What do you want?

Once he has done this – . . . → Read More: Jesus Digest

Trading Starcraft for Mark

This Lent, I’ve decided to give up Starcraft.  There is nothing to be gained by admitting this, except a stage for the next statement.

I’ve also decided to read the gospel of Mark, along with a commentary.  I’ve selected William Barclay‘s commentary, which is both readily available and approved by the likes of Archbishop Fulton Sheen.

Actually, I consider this my primary objective, and the former creates time to make it possible.

So what?  Well, perhaps not much.  I’m only here telling you because I want to (try to) hold myself accountable.  My aim will be to share some thoughts – Barclay’s or mine as the muse suggests – and hopefully come to know Christ more nearly.

I can start there.  That last phrase – to know Christ more nearly – is somewhat famous among Christians, and I think has been made into a hymn (if it wasn’t originally that).  Now, it is a veritable cliche, and the worst kind – a religious cliche.  (That’s an interesting topic).

Let us set aside the cliche and I will say it – I have been wondering, in my heart and out loud, whether Christ listens to me.  This is apart from His . . . → Read More: Trading Starcraft for Mark

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Catechism #1256

A friend has had some questions about the Catholic faith, and one of them centered on Baptism.  How is it, she very reasonably asked, that we started with John baptizing Jesus and Jesus commissioning his disciples to baptize in the name of the Trinity and now have priests sprinkling infants with water, while no one else may baptize?

You playing at home probably know, as I did, that baptism is not the purview of priests alone, but also bishops – and under fairly ordinary circumstances, deacons can baptize.  You probably also knew that any believer could baptize under extraordinary circumstances – say, a death bed conversion.

But here’s your extra credit question:  Did you know that non-believers can baptize people into the Catholic Church?  It’s true, as long as they follow the form and formula, and carry the same intent as the Church does whenever she baptizes.

Maybe I’m alone in this – that, to me, is astounding.  It actually puts me in awe.  The Church is so caught up in the salvation of souls – desperate even, in a certain way – that we allow anyone to baptize (under particular, reasonable circumstances).  Richard Dawkins could baptize.

That’s called grace.

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Alone in the World

I guess this is kinda my blog now…

www.acatholicguy.com – still available.

There some ridiculous company, by the way, that owns www.restfortheweary.com.  I have the .net version of that, because they decided to take the .com and occupy it like Wall Street.  And they’re very gracious about it – every couple of months I get a form e-mail saying the site is available at a discount.  Instead of $2,000 or some ridiculous price, they’ve brought it down to a very reasonable $1,750.

I sent them an e-mail suggesting that they were motherless and enjoying their freedom at the cost of several thousand dollars.  I may have also offered them a discount on www.gotohell.com.

Or, I may have politely declined their offer, but thought about doing those things.

 

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Banner of “Love”

On our return trip from Starved Rock to New Lenox, Marcy and I passed through Ottawa, IL to be refreshed by a local coffee shop with an inspiring story – Jeremiah Joe Coffee.  Ottawa reminded me a great deal of Charleston, WV, which is a great comparison for the Illinois town.

As we drove on, we passed a church with their marquee – “What’s the best vitamin for a Christian?  B1.” – and a banner.  The banner got me worked up a bit, and maybe you will see why.  It read, “Jesus didn’t reject anyone.  Neither do we.”

In response, I plainly said aloud, “Yes, He did.”  Marcy looked up to see what I was talking about, and I explained what I saw and what I was saying.

“The Scribes and the Pharisees,” I said, “He called them vipers.“  (See Matthew 12:34, 23:32-34)

Now, the spirit of the banner is one thing, and to love one’s neighbor in spite of any shortcomings or differences is a great thing.  Of course we are all in need of this kind of love.

But the “love” that says anything goes, that permits any behavior as long as it is not immediately painful to . . . → Read More: Banner of “Love”

Napoleon

I’ve seen the first sentence of this quote, but not the rest.  Very interesting, especially the last line.  What a stark thing for such a man to say.

“I know men and I tell you that Jesus Christ is no mere man. Between Him and every other person in the world there is no possible term of comparison. Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne, and I have founded empires. But on what did we rest the creation of our genius? Upon force. Jesus Christ founded His empire upon love; and at this hour millions of men would die for Him.”

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The motions

My daughter Amelia is about to turn 2, and she is such a delightful human being.  She is at an age when she loves to see what Mama and Papa are doing, and she does her best to imitate.  This includes baking, putting on deodorant, nursing babies (she nurses her doll), reading stories (again, she’ll read to her doll), and even exercising.  All of this is taken up with wonder and exuberance.

This will tie in, in a moment.

From the first donation, I have been fascinated with the whole process of giving blood.  Naturally, there are the very good, altruistic reasons for doing it – you can help save or improve the lives of those who are critically injured or ill.  In fact, it is an almost completely altruistic act.  The only thing one concretely gets from it is a snack and some juice.  Less concretely may be a sense of moral superiority, but we’ll leave that aside for now.

The fascination has to do with actually giving away, in a real sense, a part of one’s very life.  It is admittedly a modest part, and one that is not very sacrificial beyond giving up some time and a . . . → Read More: The motions

Rapturegate Redux

I’ve received some feedback for my first Ratpuregate post so I wanted to clarify my thinking on this issue. I also learned an important lesson: you should try to avoid heavier topics when looking out over San Francisco Bay from your executive suite at the Hilton – sometimes there is a time and a place for deeper thought. : )

Before I clarify my point it’s important to point something out. First – Mr. Camping should be pitied and also feared for his ability to mobilize the campaign he did. Pitied because he has squandered quite a bit of his fortune on such a foolish pursuit; feared because he was able to take so many other people with him, many of whom risked much more than he did.

The point I wanted to drive home which, upon further reading, I missed the mark on is this: why was the whole world so fascinated with this? Facebook, Twitter, Google News, TV news, print news have been frenzied over this prediction. Why?

There are some who think it was like watching a train wreck with Mr. Camping and his followers being the ill-fated train. Others who think this was a way for . . . → Read More: Rapturegate Redux

Rapturegate

The only thing more fascinating than someone spending $100 million on a campaign advocating a bunk prophecy is how much play this has gotten in the press. Flipping through the channels in my hotel room last night, talk about Harold Camping’s bold (and now, utterly false) prediction was inescapable. Now I know atheists are planning post rapture days on Sunday and those who utterly despise religion are using this to show the foolishness of the entire faith enterprise, but I think this points to an all together wonderful and escapable truth – we are created for God.

A recent study by a professor of psychology from Bristol Univrsity has put forth a proposal that our brains are literally hard wired for God. While I don’t propose to know the science behind this, I, for one, believe it. And I think this entire rapturegate (I hope I’m the first one to throw “gate” at the end of the word rapture in the history of media) is a fascinating case study in the inescapable metaphysical reality of God.

We are created by God, for God. It’s in the deepest parts of us. St. Paul teaches us that the whole of creation . . . → Read More: Rapturegate

Fire-breathing Catholics – St. Henry Morse

About to be martyred:

“Come, my sweetest Jesus, that I may now be inseparably united to thee in time and eternity:  welcome ropes, hurdles, gibbets, knives and butchery, welcome for the love of Jesus, my saviour.”

St. Morse’s story is almost absurd in its repetition.  Well, that’s one Jesuit who made the list…

Thanks to Quotable Saints, compiled by Ronda De Sola Chervin.

Dignity

When I look at this picture, I see a kid with a huge smile on his face.  I see a teenage kid with his family posing for another family photo.  He could easily think he’s too cool for it, but he wants to get in on the fun. You can sense a closeness in this picture.  A genuine joy.

Almost 40 years after this photo was taken we have the one below, snapped as the news of that same kids’ assassination spread across the globe.

What happened?

How did this kid, smiling with his family on a bright sunny day, become responsible for the blood of 3,000 men, women, and children?  How did this kid become a man who could dream up using a passenger jet as a missile? How did this kid’s death become the cause for chants of “USA! USA! USA!” and waving American flags?

In looking at the contrast between these two photos one thing struck me, Osama Bin Laden was never just a man in the collective consciousness of our culture.  His name was a symbol the moment it first came into our living rooms.  It was a symbol of hate, of murder, of terror. . . . → Read More: Dignity

Sign of the Cross

Arriving at, during, and departing from Mass, Marcy and I will make the sign of the cross on ourselves, and then on our girls.  Amelia (almost 2) is particularly interested in the holy water, and will sometimes bless her baby doll as well.  Or, you know, whatever that gesture can mean to a little child.

In the process of all of this, onlookers will sometimes watch steadily, and some will smile approvingly.  When Amelia wants to rush into the baptismal font at St. Julie, this usually draws laughter.

This of course, is all fitting.  It can be…hmm…adorable, or even “cute” to watch children doing as their parents do, to see the faith tangibly being passed along.  Those serious observers, too, may be on to something.

This sign is not like a sticker you get at the doctor’s office, or learning manners when you greet someone, or even something idiosyncratic that the child mimics after watching her parents do it a dozen times or so.  It is cute to see your daughter talking to her uncle on the phone, and walking around the house because that’s what her parents do when they’re on the phone.

We are, in fact, marking them . . . → Read More: Sign of the Cross