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"Remember, you are dust and to dust you shall return." This life is a pilgrimage to our eternal destination whether you realize you are on it or not. The goal should always be to journey towards our true home--Heaven. I pray that you live the faith boldly this Lent and travel well. Have a blessed Ash Wednesday.
You all know that I'm a convert and that my cradle Catholic husband and I fought a lot in our early years of marriage on whether to be Catholic or Protestant. I had such a hard heart during those years. For one, I thought I knew everything about Christianity, which is so laughable, because I barely, if ever, read the Bible, I had a Sunday-class level of understanding of the Faith, and I really didn't go to church. I thought Catholics were a small, cultish group of Marian worshippers, so that was the extent of my understanding of Catholicism. Because of my hard heart, I just could not understand anything my husband was saying to me when he would try to explain the Catholic Faith. His words just ricocheted off my forehead. Nothing was getting in. It's like where Jesus asks his disciples today in Mark, "Do you not yet understand or comprehend? Are your hearts hardened?" So, I had this one Sunday when we were attending Mass where I decided that I was going up to receive Communion even though I wasn't Catholic. Nobody was gonna tell me what to do. As soon as I consumed the Eucharist, I felt sick. I went back to my pew utterly bewildered at what just happened. For me, it was just a symbol. If that was true, why did I feel awful? It was in that moment that the ice around my heart started to melt. I vowed never to take the Eucharist again without being Catholic and I started researching and trying to understand the Church's teachings on Holy Communion and the Real Presence of Christ in the Eucharist. The second I "got" it, I knew I had to become Catholic immediately. It's not that I figured the mystery of the Eucharist out completely, it's that I came to understand that Christ was serious when He said, "This is My Body; This is my Blood." I realized that everything Christ did had to be elevated over what foreshadowed Holy Communion in the Old Testament. It could never be equal to and, most certainly, it could never be less than. It is impossible to understand anything with a hard heart, Catholic Pilgrims. Thank God that He finds ways to break through. Live the Faith boldly and travel well this Tuesday. *St. Rose Catholic Church, Lone Pine, CA
Although George Washington was never a Catholic, his belief in religious freedom made him a friend to Catholics. An Anglican--or Episcopalian until his death--he did attend services of different churches in order to show religious tolerance. While in Philadelphia for the First Continental Congress, he attended Mass at St. Mary's. St. Mary's is the second oldest Catholic Church in Philly. He, also, helped to support the building of a Catholic Church in Baltimore and in Alexandria. The church in Alexandria is the Basilica of St. Mary where my family attended daily Mass on Fridays when we were stationed in Virginia. In addition, Washington had a friendly and positive relationship with Bishop John Carroll, the first bishop of the United States. In March of 1790, Bishop Carroll wrote a letter to Washington on behalf of Catholics in America. Washington responded with a letter to Catholics, dated March 1790. In it, he wrote: "I hope ever to see America among the foremost nations in examples of justice and liberality. And I presume that your fellow-citizens will not forget the patriotic part which you took in the accomplishment of their Revolution, and the establishment of their Government: or the important assistance which they received from a nation in which the Roman Catholic faith is professed." There's your President's Day history lesson, Catholic Pilgrims. Have a blessed day!
Many months ago, I saw a video of Allie B. Stuckey debating in the Jubilee forum. If you are unfamiliar with Jubilee, it's where one person with one set of beliefs gets debated by a room of people that are from the other mindset. Anyway, Allie B. Stuckey, a very faithful Protestant, was debating, I believe, a very progressive pastor. At one point he says, "Jesus would have been seen as a progressive as it related to Second Temple Judaism. He had a posture of, look, there are some things that have gone astray. You have heard it said, but 'I say to you.' So there's a part of Jesus that I see that had a posture of a progressive or being progressive." By "progressive" he meant all the ""progressive" talking points that we hear in Christianity today. Allie B. Stuckey does a really good job of defending the faith by saying that Jesus wasn't being a progressive, He was teaching about how things ought to be and that goes back to the beginning, to Genesis, to what the Word Made Flesh had always wanted. As I was listening to her talk, all I could think about was where Jesus said, "I did not come to abolish the law but to fulfill it." And so, all I wrote in the comment's section was that. Jesus was not a progressive, nor any other modern label. He came to restore. He did not abolish any of the Ten Commandments, but instead, went even further. Killing isn't just bad, but even being angry with your brother. Adultery isn't just bad, but even lusting after a woman. Divorce, in Jesus' eyes, is an act of adultery, if another is married. Making a false oath isn't just bad, but swearing to God at all is wrong. These are not my words, but Christ's. We see that Jesus never takes away the law, but fulfills it by asking us to seek an even more perfect way of living. This is restoration of the perfection that was initially found in the Garden, not a "progressive" path meant to include all modern sensibilities. Jesus did not call us to whatever our heart desires, but to what His heart desires. And His heart never desires us to do anything contrary to what He taught. Have a blessed Sunday, Catholic Pilgrims.
In the Gospel reading from Mark today, Jesus lists off a bunch of actions which defile: unchastity, theft, envy, blasphemy, arrogance, adultery, greed, malice, deceit, etc. He is basically covering the Ten Commandments. At one time or another, I have broken all Ten Commandments in one way or another. I haven't murdered anyone, but I have raged so hard against a person that I'm afraid I aided in their leaving Christianity behind. I haven't committed adultery, but before marriage, I wasn't chaste. Sadly, though, I have blasphemed God, used His name in vain, neglected church, dishonored my parents, cut people to the quick, been unchaste, lied, stole, been greedy and envious. I am not usual, humans tend to struggle to follow the Ten Commandments. One reason that we struggle is because we all like to think we are a "good" person. How we decide this is we take the Ten Commandments and follow them out to the worst possible outcome. We will say to ourselves: "Well, I've never denied God." "I've never murdered anyone." "I've never cheated on my spouse." "I've never robbed a bank." "I've never lied under oath." We take everything to the extreme, conclude that we've never been "that bad" and therefore, we are a "good" person. "Sheesh, better than that guy over there." With the declaration that we are a "good" person, we slowly stop looking at our behaviors and keeping tabs on them to check ourselves. We feel we don't need Confession because that's for the big sinners. Sure, we'll acknowledge that we are a sinner just like the next person, but that's just something you're supposed to say. And yet, all the while, those small sins that we pay no attention to or brush aside, start to pile up and weaken our souls. They defile us and cloud our judgment and before we know it, we've slipped into mortal sin. I don't write this to be a downer. All that I've written here is what I know to be true in my own life and, for love of God, I don't want to be that way. So, stay close to Christ, recognize your need for Him and His grace, frequent the Sacraments, and be honest with yourself, Catholic Pilgrims. Live the faith boldly and travel well this Wednesday. *Santa Rosa Catholic Church, Lone Pine, CA
Let's continue looking at the Sierra Nevadas today, shall we? This past weekend, my oldest daughter and husband got into a theological discussion that I thought was very interesting. My daughter was wondering that since we will get our bodies back after the Second Coming, and since time and matter are connected, will that mean there will be time in Heaven? We know from Einstein that time, space, and matter go hand-in-hand. So, my husband said: "Well, matter is something that changes and because it changes, time is part of the equation. God gave us free will. A lot of people don't see this as loving, but it is loving because it means that we aren't programmed robots built to "love." But, because we have free will, that means that we will make imperfect choices and do imperfect things, yet, God gives us time to change. Time is actually such a blessing because without the opportunity to change for the better and become more perfected and more Christ-like, we'd be doomed. Angels didn't get time, their decision to be with God or not was a one "time" decision. So, the greatest gift God gave us was existence itself and with that comes His love. Then, He gave us free will. And, He gave humans the gift of time, to learn to change and come to love Him, our Creator. What can be tempting then, and many of the great philosophers of the world have believed this, is to think that we can perfect ourselves. But nothing imperfect can perfect itself. This means, we need a Savior, and we need grace which is the Divine Life given to us. We can only get so far on our own. In Heaven, we will be perfected. Once we get our bodies back, they will be perfected and there will be no change. They won't decay, get old, need food, need sleep to recharge. They don't need time to change. So, while we don't know for sure what will happen in Heaven and how it will be, change will not be part of the equation and if there is not change, there is no time. Thought you might like to read this these thoughts from my husband, Catholic Pilgrims. And, I thought you might want to thank God that He gives us time. Have a good Tuesday.
This past weekend, I finally got to see the tallest point here in the Lower 48--Mt. Whitney. I didn't want to climb it, just see it. It stands at 14,495 ft. What's cool is that an hour east is the lowest place in the Lower 48--Death Valley. The peak you see here is Lone Pine Peak, which I thought was Mt. Whitney, but one of you kindly corrected me in a DM. So, Mt. Whitney is behind the Mobius Arch and you can't see it, but it's there! Lol. Read your map carefully, kids. Do you think I can find some connection with Mt. Whitney to our Catholic Faith? Why sure I can. Have I ever let you down? 😉 On September 12, 1934, Father John Crowley, the Padre of the Desert, was the first priest to celebrate Mass on the summit of Mt. Whitney. Up on the summit is a hut, or at least there used to be, called the Smithsonian hut, which was a place for scientific study. Fr. Crowley set up an altar out beside the hut and said Mass with the help of a deacon, Harry Clinch. Father Crowley worked in the Death Valley area and the eastern side of the Sierras and he was home-based out of Lone Pine, CA. Lone Pine is where you go to hike up to Whitney or around it. We spent the day hiking in the Alabama Hills which is in the Owen Valley and is where TONS of scenes from movies have been shot to include--Ironman, Man of Steel, Gladiator, Tremors, and oodles and oodles of Westerns. It's a beautiful place to visit. So, if you ever pass by Mt. Whitney, Catholic Pilgrims, you can smile, knowing that a Catholic priest hiked up there on a donkey to say Mass. Live the Faith boldly and travel well this Monday.
Recently, I saw a post from a Baptist/Evangelical (their description, not mine), who said that he was interested in learning about Catholicism. Not to become Catholic, but he just wanted to learn. Good. I love it. In a comment on the post, he said that he felt that what weakened the cause of Catholicism was that people were just culturally Catholic and just have it as a label and not a belief. I agree. To just be culturally anything when it comes to faith is not inspiring. Kind of like salt that has lost its taste. What is bland salt good for? "It is no longer good for anything, but to be thrown out." However, in fairness, all faiths struggle with this, not just Catholicism. To say it weakens the cause of Catholicism is to ignore that it happens everywhere and in every religion. But, I do agree that Catholics that are Catholic in name only do a lot of damage and cause a lot of scandal. Mostly because they just believe whatever it is they want to believe, but yet, cross themselves with the Sign of the Cross periodically. Since this is a problem in every faith, I would challenge this guy to look to those Catholics that were/are "the light of the world"--the Saints. In all places, and since Christ ascended, numerous Catholics have heard the call to holiness and aspired to live it out and they are who you should look to for examples of what it means to be Catholic. The Saints' lives are not uninspiring and are full of examples of sacrifice, dedication, obedience, service, and unwavering love for Christ and His Church. The thing is, all those that are culturally Catholic could be Saints, and maybe they will be once they figure out that their "light must shine before others." We are all called to Sainthood. So, don't be bland salt, Catholic Pilgrims. Have a blessed Sunday. *Salt Flats of Death Valley where the salt is very salty.
Oh, how my hubby knows me so well. Two days ago, I received my birthday present in the mail from him. It is an authentic Byzantine Empire Bronze Cross forged sometime between the 8th and 11th centuries. It's at least over a 1,000 years old. He got it for me for many reasons: 1. Because we lived in Turkey. 2. I love old things. 3. My Faith means everything to me. Before moving to Turkey, I was so incredibly ignorant on how important Asia Minor was/is to our Catholic Faith. Literally everywhere you go, some Saint had been there: St. John, Mary, St. Paul, St. Timothy, St. Polycarp, St. Justin, St. Blaise, St. Gregory of Nazianzus, St. Nicholas, and I could go on and on. There are so many places there that are important our Christian Faith. I compare it to living in Virginia where everywhere you turn, there is a historical marker, even in parking lots, telling you about some important event. This cross was forged by some Christian long, long ago. The five circles are representative of the five wounds of Christ. What I love to think about is who wore it. What Catholic wore this around their neck in another country, another time, with another language, and a drastically different life than mine? Did they ever wonder about who would wear it after them? Could they even imagine it would be an American woman half a world away, over 1,000 years later? Probably not, because they didn't even know about the continent of North America. Jesus sent out the Apostles after His Ascension and their effort is why someone forged this cross and I'm wearing it today. The faith has been passed on. This is why, Catholic Pilgrims, it is so important for us to continue to carry the light of Christ and keep the Faith--A thousand years from now, someone will trace their faith back to us. So, be sure today, to live the Faith boldly and travel well.
My maternal grandfather lived in a small, southeast Kansas town. In his yard, he had a big garden and whenever we would go visit, he would take us on the "5 cent tour." My brother tells this story about how one time, he was walking through the tomato plants with our grandpa and our grandpa said, "You know, Michael, a tomato that you buy will never taste as good as one that you grow yourself." To which my young brother said, "I don't know, Grandpa, I think they're all gross." Our grandpa just kind of chuckled and they continued on their way. Years and years later, as my brother was driving down to southeast Kansas for our grandpa's funeral, he was thinking of that conversation. In that moment, it hit my brother that our grandpa wasn't trying to talk about the taste of tomatoes, he was trying to teach my brother about the value of hard work. I've been thinking about wisdom a lot lately and this story of my grandpa keeps popping up in my mind. When he was in the garden with my brother, he knew that he wasn't getting the point of what he said, but he didn't sit my brother down for a lecture and monologue for an hour on the importance of working hard. No, he gave a little laugh and didn't stress about it. Somehow he knew that one day it would all make sense and it did. He probably knew that one day, too, my brother would like tomatoes...and he does. My grandpa was a simple, wonderful man. He was a carpenter. He had such safe, strong hands. He wasn't college educated, he lived in a little town, he wasn't a world traveler, and yet, he had such wisdom. Much like St. Joseph, I'm sure. Jesus, too, taught in parables and while He taught, He didn't browbeat people to death. He allowed His words to penetrate and soak in and that still happens today when we read the Bible. I know that wisdom cannot be attained through noise and bombastic talk. I know this, because three men that I overwhelmingly admire and love weren't that way--my grandfather, St. Joseph, and Jesus. I hope to be more like them. Live the faith boldly and travel well, Catholic Pilgrims.
Isn't this old Communion Bread mould amazing, Catholic Pilgrims? This past weekend in OCIA, the head teacher and I were teaching on the truths of the Eucharist. As I was sitting listening to Andrew teach about the miracle of the Eucharist, many thoughts were running through my head. I thought back to how the Eucharist was one of the main reasons I converted. I thought about the journey I went on to understand it and how the moment it clicked in my head, I was desperate to become Catholic. Then I thought about how nearly all professed Christians--Protestant, Orthodox, and Catholic--believe in the miracles found in the Bible. Sure, there are some offshoot groups that think they are Christian but aren't because they deny Christ's divinity or the Resurrection. However, if you asked most Christians, "Do you believe that God created the world?" They would say, "Yes." Do you believe in the parting of the Red Sea? Yes Do you believe in God giving Moses the Ten Commandments on Mt. Sinai? Yes Do you believe Jesus walked on water? Yes Do you believe He healed the blind, deaf, lame, and diseased? Yes Do you believe Jesus rose people from the dead, like Jairus' daughter in today's Gospel reading? Yes. Do you believe He Resurrected from the dead and ascended into Heaven? Yes Do you believe in the miracle of the Eucharist? Many would say, no. Many people have told me that the Eucharist is too much to believe in. As if believing that the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity took flesh, was born a baby in manager, was crucified, and rose from the dead after three days isn't too much. That's why those things are considered miracles. They are "too much" for the natural world. Why would belief in the Eucharist be anymore "out there?" God can do anything that is not contrary to His nature and turning ordinary bread and wine into the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of Jesus is not contrary to His nature, nor is it impossible for Him. In fact, it is the most amazing way for Christ to truly be present to us throughout all time. "And behold, I am with you always, until the end of the age." Matthew 28:20 Jesus is always with us in a very spiritual sense, but, also, He is physically present, every day, everywhere around the world in the Eucharist. He promised to be with us and He is. Live the Faith boldly and travel well this Tuesday.
Today, I want to show you our culture's "beatitudes." Underneath our culture's, I'll put Christ's words so that you can see the contrast. Respected are the proud. (Blessed are the poor in spirit.) Admired are those that celebrate death. (Blessed are they who mourn.) Successful are those that are crass and brazen. (Blessed are the meek.) Powerful are those who believe that the ends justify the means. (Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness.) Popular are those who seek to cancel people. (Blessed are the merciful.) Satisfied are the lustful and indulgent. (Blessed are the clean of heart.) Dynamic are those that cause a scene. (Blessed are the peacemakers.) Intelligent are those that reject Christianity. (Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of the kingdom.) Now, what is going to be everybody's tendency is to look to their political opponents and start to point out all the ways they promote the culture's "beatitudes." That's going to be the tendency, but don't do it. Each side has problems and we all know it. I don't want this to be a political debate. Instead, look at yourself. Do you follow any of the world's ways over Christ's? It's hard to do, and I'll admit, I don't want to be honest about how I fail to live up to Christ's Beatitudes, but instead slip into what the culture encourages. But if your fingers itch to type about this person over here or that group over there, just pause, and reflect on yourself. We cannot fix other people or control them very well, but we can fix ourselves. It is far too easy to lay all the blame at everyone else's feet and never look within. It'll make you uncomfortable to do this and not just shift your focus on someone else; it made me uncomfortable. But, looking into our own soul and seeing where we can be better is what matters most. Have a blessed Sunday, Catholic Pilgrims.
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