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Have you ever wondered what the rich young man in Matthew 19 thought Jesus would say to him? He goes up to Jesus, asks him what good he must do to gain eternal life, and after hearing Jesus' answer, he goes away sad. I'm curious what he expected Jesus to say. He tells Jesus that he follows all the commandments and he obviously feels like there is something more that he should be doing. I just wonder what it is that he was expecting. Or, maybe he didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't "go sell your stuff and come follow me." The other thing that strikes me about the young man is that even though he decides not to follow Jesus, he goes away sad. He doesn't go away confident that he's on the right path. He doesn't think Jesus is crazy and dismisses Him. He doesn't laugh at Jesus and try to convince Him that he really doesn't need to do that. No, he goes away sad. We all need to remember that Jesus will always call us to more, so we should expect that. Whatever He calls us to is going to involve a bit of pain in someway because He is most certainly going to call us away from our own will. That is always painful, because, deep down, we trust ourselves more to give us happiness than we just God. If we ask God what more we can do, and we can definitely tell which direction He's leading us, but we choose to ignore it, it will always make us sad. Why? Because God just showed us the potential He sees in us and we declined. That will never make us feel good. Jesus knows what will bring us true happiness, Catholic Pilgrims. We must trust that it's better than what we see for ourselves. Live the faith boldly and travel well this Monday.
I made a short reel the other day that was supposed to be kind of funny. In Ireland, I saw tons of electric mowers just chugging along doing the work of making lawns look beautiful. (Everyone's yard in Ireland is pristine, btw. Very impressive.) Anyway, I likened the mowers to the Saints. They just get the good work done that needs to be done in order to make things better. Everyone else stands around gripping and despairing, but the Saints "just keep going, just keep going." To prove my point, Mr. Grumpypants had to show up and grump about how people who think they are Saints are all "naval gazers that think they are better than everyone else." Maybe he thought I was calling myself a Saint and he felt the need to set me straight. I wasn't calling myself that, but I do desire to be one. He said something, though, that I want to focus on. The Saints aren't people that call themselves Saints. They didn't think they were better than everyone else. In fact, they thought they could only do more and more for love of God. Mostly, they were focused on how they could be better and how they could live a mission here on earth to bring Christ to people. The Saints never settled and never do settle. And some people see this as burdensome and too pious. They look at themselves and think, "Hey, I'm a decent person. There's not much more for me to do. I don't want to go overboard with anything. Now, to be sure, loads of other people need to change, but me, I good right where I am." This is difference. True Saints never think of themselves as Saints and if they ever did, they would be full of pride and still have a lot of work to do. True Saints desire to be more Christ-like every day. They ask for grace, depend on that grace to help them restore, heal, and propagate God's kingdom here on earth. Holiness is the goal, Catholic Pilgrims, for love of God. Everyday we will have to ask for the grace to help us reach that goal. Live the Faith boldly and travel well. *St. Mary's located on the Ring of Kerry in Ireland.
Where's my Swiss Catholic Pilgrims at? This small-town church showcase is for you. Today, we have St. Ann's in Badus Township in South Dakota. It was built by Swiss immigrants coming into the area in the late 1800s and Badus is the name of a Mountain in Switzerland, hence the name. Within Badus Township, there is only one tiny town called Ramona. This area might win for smallest location in this series. There are only about 60-95 residents in this township today. The township sits on the eastern side of the South Dakota. Today, this church is permanently closed but it did find its way on the National Register of Historical Places in 1979. It was built in 1884. I think this church is a reminder of the pioneering spirit of our country at one time and the importance of religion to the pioneering communities. They built their churches with their own hands. I would imagine that you can't go in anymore, but if you are ever roaming around the eastern agricultural areas of South Dakota, you might find yourself passing this historical church. Have a great Wednesday, Catholic Pilgrims, and live the Faith boldly and travel well.
Irish Sheepies. That's what I love calling sheep--sheepies. Boy, did we see tons of them in Ireland. Don't worry, the one isn't bleeding. The sheep all have painted markings on them as a sort of brand. Today our Gospel reading is from Matthew and Jesus tells the parable of the lost sheep--an oldie but goodie. I was listening to Jeff Cavins daily reflection on Hallow the other day and he was talking about repetition. He mentioned that when we are kids, we can listen to the same story over and over and over again. I probably read "Red Fish, Blue Fish" to my son a thousand times when he was little. I read it so much that I had to make up funny voices to read it in to make it interesting. He absolutely loved it and giggled the whole time. As adults, though, we don't really like hearing the same story over and over again. Some we do, but for the most part, we say, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it. Don't need to hear it again." Jeff Cavins said in his reflection that "Jesus repeats Himself pretty often, because the truth is that we need to hear certain messages over and over again." The story of God leaving the 99 to go search for the one lost sheep is one that we hear often and there can be a tendency to think that we know it, we get it, nothing new to hear here. But, we need to be reminded over and over again that God will always come for us. How many people think that they are too far gone, that they are too lost for God to ever want them? LOADS of people. No matter how many times we hear the lost sheep parable, people still think that God wouldn't bother with them. So, it clearly is a message we need to hear repeatedly. As Jesus tells us, "It is not the will of your Heavenly Father that one of these little ones be lost." He will always come looking for us if we've lost our way, Catholic Pilgrims. Live the Faith boldly and travel well this Tuesday.
We are back safe and sound from Ireland, my fellow Pilgrims. What a wonderful trip we had and there is so much to share. This is the Galway Cathedral, in Galway, Ireland. It makes you feel like you've stepped into a huge castle. We just missed Mass when we arrived, but we got to join in for the Rosary in the Marian shrine off to the right. As I knelt down to pray with the locals, I was a bit distracted by the voice of the lady leading it. She had a definite rhythm and a heavy Irish accent and at first it was a little hard for me to focus. But, I closed my eyes and it wasn't long before her low, rhythmic, steady voice drew me in and the whole experience became very memorable. Again, I was struck by the oneness of our Catholic faith. I didn't know this group of people that I joined up with, but because of our common knowledge of the Rosary prayers, I was able to join up with them and pray right alongside them. Even if they had been speaking another language, I would have known what they were praying and I could have followed along in my head. These simple, yet beautiful aspects of our faith allow us to be connected with each other as we travel. Though we didn't make it in time for Mass, I was grateful to be able to join my Irish Catholic brothers and sisters in prayer. One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic, Catholic Pilgrims--the four marks of the church Christ founded. Have a blessed Monday!
I have this jar of mustard seeds on a shelf in my music room. It was given to me by my sister and sister-in-law at the baby shower they threw for me when I was pregnant with my son. After the loss of eight babies after my two daughters, I felt completely sunk in sadness. Yet, my husband and I held on to a mustard-seed-sized bit of faith that one day we would be blessed with one more child. My son is twelve now and I still keep this jar to remind me that no matter how bleak things seem, no matter how inadequate I think I am, no matter how far away God may feel, and no matter how impossible the ask, if I just hold on to a bit of faith and trust that God will see me through, He will. Jesus tells us today in our Gospel reading, “The mustard seed is the smallest of all seeds, when full grown it is the largest of all plants." Matthew 13 Even the smallest bit of faith can blossom into amazing things, Catholic Pilgrims. Don't ever let despair be an option. Have a blessed Monday.
Several months ago, I got exceedingly angry about something. I won't go into details, but I was super angry right before Daily Mass and I was in the wrong. As I sat at home stewing, I knew that I couldn't go to Mass and receive Jesus with so much anger in my soul. So, I hurried my son along to get ready early because I wanted to go down to Confession before Mass. I went straight to Father's office, knocked on the down, and asked if I could come to Confession. He quickly smiled and said, "Of course!" After Confession, I went into the Blessed Sacrament to pray and was so grateful that I could come early and free my soul of my anger and my improper response to it. It just wouldn't have been right to come to Mass and try to receive Our Lord in such a state. There was a time when I would have refused to go to church after such a reaction. I would have just wanted to stay mad and fume for days. However, I've come to depend so much on going to Mass nearly every day that without it, I feel a bit lost. So, I wanted to go, but I also was aware that I needed to be cleansed in my soul before going. And, yes, I could have still gone to Mass without Confession, Jesus wants us there with Him. Even if we can't receive Jesus in the Eucharist, we still need to go to Mass, because He deserves our worship. Solomon asked for an "understanding heart" in our first reading today from Kings. The more I go to Mass, the more I pray, the more I try to foster a relationship with Jesus, the more aware I become that I am made, as St. Paul tells us, "in the image of His Son." I am more aware of how I need to conform myself to the image of Christ and part of that is receiving Him worthily. Thank God for the Sacraments that offer such healing and grace. Thank God that He is always ready to forgive us when we ask for forgiveness. Thank God He gives us such a fine pearl of great price. May we give all that we have to receive that pearl, Catholic Pilgrims. Have a beautiful Sunday.
Nobody grows up wanting to have a lot of baggage to carry around. But, (sigh) we make poor choices and before we know it, we are carrying around a figurative trunk of things that don't make us feel good about ourselves. Or, other people's bad choices have left us scarred and damaged and we don't really know how to feel whole again. For me, both of these situations are true, as I'm sure is the case for most people. And the lie that we are told by ourselves, the devil, and even the world is that we can't be redeemed. We are a lost cause, damaged beyond all repair. "Suck it up, Buttercup, because life just sucks and then you die." Mary Magdalene, whose feast day is today, shows us that we are never lost if Jesus comes to the rescue and He will always come. Either we have to ask or someone has to ask on our behalf if we are so far gone that we can't even think to ask for ourselves. Ah, I used to feel so awful about myself, so ashamed, so unworthy of even asking for forgiveness. Somehow, someway, I found my way to my first confession and through choking sobs, I asked Jesus for mercy, healing, and forgiveness. And my big trunk of poor choices and bad decisions was taken from my soul and I felt utterly restored to life. Mary Magdalene shows us, heck, even my life can show you, that you are never too far gone in this life for Jesus to redeem you. Live the Faith boldly and travel well, Catholic Pilgrims. St. Mary Magdalene, pray for us!
My dear Jesus, what am I supposed to think about how you've allowed corruption into Your Church? Jesus, "The kingdom of heaven may be likened to a man who sowed good seed in his field." Okay, then why aren't all your priests and bishops perfect? Why are many in the laity going off the rails? Jesus, "While everyone was asleep his enemy came and sowed weeds all through the wheat, and then went off. When the crop grew and bore fruit, the weeds appeared as well." So, I ask you, "Master, did you not sow good seed in your field? Where have the weeds come from?" What should I do, despair? Leave? Jesus, "An enemy has done this." Do not "pull up the weeds you might uproot the wheat along with them. Let them grow together until harvest; then at harvest time I will say to the harvesters, 'First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles for burning; but gather the wheat into my barn.'" Saints stay with the Church that Christ founded. We stay and use our gifts and our talents to be good wheat to build up the kingdom and make it strong. "If God were to remove all struggles from our lives, we would no longer receive the crown of glory." -- Blessed Franz Jagerstatter Hear the voice of St. Joan of Arc: We "were born" for this time, this place, and in this period of the Catholic Church. God always builds up Saints in times of trial, Catholic Pilgrims. Be good wheat. The Holy Spirit will hold the Church, just as Christ promised. Have a blessed Sunday.
Yesterday, I saw perhaps one of the most moving interviews. Matt Fradd was interviewing Peter Kreeft, who just recently lost his wife of 63 years. Matt Fradd asked him, "Do you have any advice for those that are newly married or about to be?" Dr. Kreeft said, "Do you think when you are very old and your wife is very old and ugly and wrinkled and fat and not very bright, or even nasty, you will still find her beautiful? If so, marry her." He continued, "The last view I had of my wife in the nursing home, about an hour after she died, I fell in love with her again. Here was a wasted, emaciated, wrinkled suffering body." And then after a pause and through tears he said, "It's as beautiful as a crucifix." "Because that body ain't gonna last, but the soul is. So if you don't love her soul, and just love her body, don't get married." Matt Fradd was speechless and choked up. I was crying watching Peter Kreeft talk about his bride. It was a very intense moment watching a husband fully describe what real love is. Dustin and I married at 22-years old. When you look at our wedding photos we look like fresh-faced babies. Now, almost a quarter of a century later, I see the effects of the aging process in both of us: The wrinkles, the grays, the pains that come more easily, less hair, eyes getting worse. There's nothing that can be done. Time will have its way. Sure, you can eat well, exercise, drink enough water, limit sun exposure, but, in the end, we all get old. And, oh, how I’ve fretted over this. Would Dustin love me when I'm not his beautiful Amy anymore? But, hearing Peter Kreeft talk about his wife helped me to realize that it will all be okay. Dustin loves my soul. He always has. I love his. I am the mother of his children. He is the keeper of our memories. I married him because I wanted to grow old with him, not young with him. That inevitably means our bodies will stop being youthful, but our love and our souls will be more beautiful then when we met. And that's why, after all this time, Dustin is more handsome to me than on our wedding day and I fall in love with him over and over again. Love your spouse well, Catholic Pilgrims.
Yesterday was fun. Whew! Since I got accused yesterday of only ever talking about HELL AND DAMNATION on here, I thought I'd show me tip-toeing through the...uh...Black-eyed Susans to make sure you all can see that I'm a nice person. 😉 Okay, enough of me being snarky. 😎 It's always interesting to me the reactions I get whenever I write about something mildly convicting. Some people only want me to write about how "Jesus loves us this I know, for the Bible tells me so." Never mind that Jesus doesn't always talk about warm, fuzzy things. Like in our Gospel reading from yesterday where Jesus was pretty harsh to the people of some cities in the north Galilee region. "Woe to you!" Others see what I have written and do the whole, "Oh, yeah, well what about this!?" Okay, but I want to talk about what I wrote about. A few who have never said a word before and just happen to show up one day proceed to sling all kinds of accusations at me. They want me to only talk about love, but they feel the need to be ugly to me. Like, hey, maybe stick around and see what else I've written over the many years. It is so important, Catholic Pilgrims, so important that we understand that we can't just talk about good-feeling things all the time when it comes to our faith life. Sin is real, evil is real, eternal punishment is real, and justice is real. God does love us more than we can possibly comprehend and He has called us to live a holy life and that simply can't be done if we ignore those things that endanger our souls. The good news is that God pours out grace and mercy to us all the time, we just have to cooperate with it. He provides us with Sacraments that help cleanse us and restore our souls to health--Confession and the Eucharist. We just have to frequent them with a humble, contrite, obedient heart. We all can have hope that God will give us everything we need to join Him in Heaven, Catholic Pilgrims. This is your one nice post of the year, tomorrow I'm back to FIRE AND BRIMSTONE!!!! Just kidding. Have a good day and live the faith boldly and travel well.
One of the greatest dangers for the soul is the belief that God would never send anyone to Hell. This is to ignore the many warnings in the Bible of Hell. And, I'm not sure what would be the point of Jesus coming and stressing over and over again the need for repentance if Hell wasn't real. I mean, what would be the point? What would be the point in an active belief in God at all? Usually, people who believe this way point to God being compassionate and, therefore, that means, He will just let us all into Heaven. If that is true, then why did Jesus have to come, die as the sacrificial lamb, resurrect, and open the gates of Heaven? Why close the gates in the first place? If you are just gonna let everyone in, what is the point of any of this? The danger is in this thinking is monumental to a degree I can't stress enough. God is perfect mercy AND perfect justice. I get why people would want to think this way. It essentially means that you can live however you want and God will still let you in. You can just be a "good" person because that's what civilized people do and you can ignore the parts of Christ's teaching and His Church that put you at odds with secular culture, thereby leaving you free to roam with little-to-no friction. This way of thinking will always leave you standing outside the edge of Sainthood and fully realizing who God made you to be. Saints will actual seem stuffy, and rigid, and overboard to you and, instead, you'll be more in awe of modernists who progress with the times. Hell is a place that we choose and God respects our wishes. If we have lived a life where we have chosen to ignore God and His teachings, if we choose mortal sin over repentance, we have told God that we don't really want Him. The Church and Jesus teach about the last four things: Death, Judgement, Heaven, and Hell. If Heaven is the only option because God is just so nice, then there would be no point in all the judgement talk in the Bible. For love of God, may we always strive to show Him that we want to be with Him and not just presume we can live however and He'll just be nice to us in the end. Live the faith boldly and travel well, Catholic Pilgrims.
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