Wednesday, March 1, 2017

I Spent an Hour With Bruce



A couple weeks ago I was leaving my mission, Shrine of the True Cross, and I was exhausted. As I was putting my things into my car I heard a voice nearby. As I turned around I saw a man with a great red beard and a mane of red bushy hair. He had a couple bags next to him along with a basketball. He was reading from the bible out loud. I went over to talk to him.

I asked him if he needed anything or if he was trying to get in somewhere. He then told me how he was trying to get into the chapel for some time in adoration but someone told him that he could not go in without an ID. He went on to tell me that he didn't have his license because it was stolen in Austin. Why was he in Austin? He was just passing through.

Bruce went on to tell me that he had been walking the country for a while, with his rosary in hand, and trying to make it to mass as often as possible. Why? Because he had not been living a good life. He worked for a trading company on Wall Street but he worked remotely in California. He was going from girl to girl, growing his own weed (legally), and knew his friends weren't real friends. He grew up Catholic. He picked up the bible one day and read the story of the rich man who followed all the commandments and wanted to know what more he could do to gain eternal life. Jesus told him to give everything away. The man left. Bruce, he figured if Jesus could die on the cross, he could at least do what he told that rich man to do. So he did just that. And he's been walking since.

I had never heard anything about needing an ID to get into the chapel. I do know that the chapel had been broken in to, and I'd assumed someone just thought he was trouble. So I told him I needed to get home but I could spare 30 minutes if he'd like to go to adoration. I'd go in with him. He accepted. So we went in and it was interesting. Here's this dude with a big beard and dreadlocks and another dude with all this red hair and a red beard. I'm sure it was an epic sight. People came in and gave side looks. One man leaned over after staring oddly at Bruce and asked him what his favorite scripture passage was. Later he told Bruce to look up some scripture in Exodus, and that he'd love it. Odd. As we sat there I peered into his bag. I saw his bible, other books, and a beat up copy of 33 Days to Morning Glory. He read his current issue of the Magnificat.

Afterwards I asked Bruce what his goal was, or where he was hoping to end up. He said he really didn't know. He's hoping God uses him along the way and that maybe I was part of his journey. He then asked if I could give him a ride to St. Mary of the Miraculous Medal in Texas City because he wanted to go to mass there in the morning. Thing is, he had mentioned wanting to go there earlier, so all through our time in adoration I was asking God to let me know if my thoughts of giving him a ride were the right thing...safe. I had total peace about it. I was confident this was right because I've been asked for rides by people before, to somewhere literally down the street/walking distance, and had zero peace. So, I gave him a ride.

On that ride he told me of his past life style, how his brother and father did not approve of what he was doing and that he should leave because they wanted nothing to do with him. We talked about how we as humans do the worst things to each other and how forgiveness is so important. I dropped him off, gave him a big hug, invited him to our worship night a couple nights away, told him of a possible housing opportunity, and I drove off.

I have no idea where Bruce is. I know he was hoping to make it to Big Bend National Park. I hope he's ok. I hope he gets there. I'm glad we met.

Pray for Bruce.

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

I'm Going On An Adventure: The Roster - Sunday Readings Reflection Series

Yeah this is late, but life.

Second Reading: 1 Corinthians 1:26-31
Gospel: Matthew 5:1-12



At many new steps in our life we have to make the roster. What ever team, group, band, job, etc that we are trying to join, they have expectations of what they are looking for and how you are expected to act once chosen.

I remember having to interview to be on camp staff at Life Teen Camp Covecrest back in 2004. This was before they had all of the missionary training they do now. I remember there being an application and a phone interview. I don't remember specifics but we were asked about our experience in ministry, our current faith life, our willingness to work with youth, do any and every job given to us, and to work as a team. Once you get there, you realize how important those expected characteristics are.

God calls all to himself, no matter what is in their past. There's nothing we can do to give ourselves salvation. We have to accept it. And once accepted there is a way we are expected to live. I think that's a large part of what the scriptures were talking about on Sunday.

In the second reading Paul is telling us that God does not choose his workers in the field like the world chooses. The world is usually looking for the strongest, bravest, fastest, most wealthy, etc. But God, he uses the ones people least expect to impact the world. I think the apostles and saints are perfect examples of this. The saints run the gamut of human experience. But, if they've been at the top of society they have often been taken down. If they've been rich, many times they've been made poor. If they have been rich and at the top they made themselves less important and served others. The apostles were not part of an elite class. They were fisherman and, as their peers saw it, scum of the earth tax collectors. Not learned men, religious leaders, people with power, but regular men that stumbled and put their feet in their mouths more often than not, yet spread the gospel so that Jesus' church could be what it is today.

In the Gospel Jesus gives us his Beatitudes. Some of them make sense, but it is the odd ones that I think are the most powerful and demand more of our attention. First off we have to begin with even though most translations begin each beatitude with "blessed" a better translation is "happy". And so the odd balls follow, "Happy are the poor in spirit, those who mourn, the meek, the persecuted, and those who receive insult, persecution, and evil." Huh, happy are those people?

I like how Bishop Barron explains these in his Catholicism series. The main focus of these "negative" beatitudes, as he puts it, are their visions of detachment. If we are too attached to things, experiences to make us happy, we have no room for God to provide true happiness and joy.

-The poor in spirit are detached from possessions and wealth.
-Those who mourn are detached from thrill seeking and always having to be happy, finding the next fix.
-The meek are detached from control and power.
-The persecuted, insulted, etc, are detached from comfort and social appeal.

Think about it. If you are attached to any of these it is going to be hard to allow God to mould you, send you, teach you, much less look to him and others in your faith journey. Without the beatitudes I think we turn into our own pope. We become the type of people that hold others up to impossible non-empathetic, unsympathetic standards.

When St. Bernard of Clairvaux was asked what the 3 most important virtues were he replied, "Humility, humility, humility." Humility isn't thinking less of ourselves, it's thinking of ourselves less.  At our high school retreat weekend on Jesus, we ended with a session called "The Choice". Once we know who Jesus wasn't, who he was, and what he calls us to, we must respond. And right off the bat we start thinking of how unworthy, gross, disgusting, etc, we are. And yes, we are unworthy, but he makes us worthy. Without him we are incapable but he makes us capable. It doesn't matter if we are the school bully or the bullied, if we've been abused or we are the abuser, if we struggle with our sexuality, drugs, alcohol, pornography, if we've broken ever commandment. If we are humble and know that God is all powerful, we have already been called and chosen, and that he wants and loves us no matter what is in our past, nothing can stop him from using us for his greater glory if we allow him.

I've been reading about Hans Frank, Hitler's lawyer and was single handedly responsible for the the Siege of Warsaw causing the destruction of 84% of the city. Hans Frank was captured and sent to the Nazi war trials. Patton assigned Fr. Sixtus O'Connor, OFM as the Catholic chaplain to the Nazi war criminals. During their time together through what must have been a serious amount of humility, Hans Frank repented and converted to Catholicism. His last words before being hung were, "I beg the Lord to receive me mercifully." A modern day Saul.

If he could realize that even after what he did, enough to earn himself the nick name "the Nazi butcher", God loved him, what is holding us back?


Sunday, January 22, 2017

I'm Going On An Adventure: Sunday Readings Reflection Series

January 22, 2017
Gospel: Matthew 4:12-23



I'm titling these next few weeks of readings a series: I'm Going On An Adventure. Last week we got an intro to Jesus from John the Baptist (Meet Your Adventure Guide). This week is "IGOAA: The Summons"

This week we see the beginning of Jesus gathering his disciples. It, of course, reminds me of the beginning of The Hobbit. Gandalf arrives at Bilbo's residence unannounced and tells him he is taking him on an adventure. As the rest of the evening follows the band of dwarves arrive for their meeting. Bilbo's day is totally ruined and he's frightened half to death with the proposal to take him on as the 14th member of the party as a burglar. But, there comes a point where he must make a decision to join the journey, the mission, or not, to stay home comfortable and safe in his Hobbit hole.

Jesus functions in the same fashion. He shows up unannounced. He approaches the soon to be apostles at their place of work. He tells them to leave it all behind and to follow him. I think theres a lot we don't see. Do they jump out the boat right then and there and leave. Do they say yes but finish the day and tell their loved ones bye. We don't know. But the fact is they said yes and left to follow him.

He has summoned all of us also. From the proto-evangelium, to the Jewish people as the chosen people, to Jesus calling his disciples, he has been laying the ground to call each one of us to the mission. Throughout his ministry he laid the ground work and his teachings for how we are to live. Before he ascended he gave the apostles and us the great commissioning.

Then Jesus approached and said to them, "All power and heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go, therefore, and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, until the end of the age." - Matthew 28: 18-20

We've been summoned. We have to make the choice to follow.

I spoke to some teens at their Confirmation  retreat yesterday about being a missionary. But a large part of my talk was that we aren't all going to be called to go on a mission trip, or much less to be called to live as a missionary. But, we are all called to mission. My advice for figuring out how to become a missionary was the exact same advice I'd give to discern any other part of one's life. Do what Mary told the servants at the wedding ta Cana, "Do whatever her tells you." And what did he tell us? Come and follow me, love God,love your neighbor as yourself, love your enemy, clothe the naked, feed the hungry, give drink to the thirsty, shelter to the homeless, visit the imprisoned, go and make disciples.

He has a plan for us, we are called to mission, and he knows exactly how we are to best accomplish it. We aren't all called to be priests, religious, missionaries. But, we are all baptized priest, prophet, and king. We need holy CEOs, lawyers, dentists, garbage men, janitors, teachers, coaches, journalists, fishermen, artists, senators, representatives, etc. And in each of those ways of life, starting with our family and moving outward, we will be on mission.

We've been summoned. We must answer and continue answering every day.


Thursday, January 19, 2017

I Didn't Think I'd Have To Do This So Soon, Or At all


Since forever Elanor has loved her hair. She liked to get it styled or have it down and long like Rapunzel. On top of that EVERYONE loves her hair. Everywhere she goes people are complimenting her and Adeline about how they love their curly hair. But there has either been a wrench thrown in that or its just a little phase. I'm hoping it's the latter. Elanor doesn't like her hair anymore.

Elanor has been saying recently that she does not like  her curly hair and she doesn't like the color. She wants straight hair and she wants it to be blonde. What the heck?! Where's this coming from? We do our best to be super positive about our bodies, shapes, sizes, colors, etc. She has an assortment of dolls of different ethnicities and hair styles/colors. We got into sort of a long conversation today and I was asking her why she doesn't like her hair. She mentioned it can be hard to comb. Well yeah, but this is how I tried to fix it...I told her I CAN'T comb my hair, hahaha. What an idiot! But I tried telling her how God made her that way, how pretty it is and how I and all the people she meets love it. What makes me think it is a phase is she said she can't do any styles with it. But, her mom and grammy do super cool stuff with her and her sister's hair with braids and buns, etc. A friend was telling me that when her daughters saw mine at a wedding with their braids they were so jealous and wanted their hair braided like that.

So as a guy I was trying to find a fix (yes I know it's just time) so I searched for cool styles for curly hair. I found this girl on Youtube who does styling tutorials for curly hair. I wanted to show her that she could do tons of styles with her hair. Plus, this girl has dark hair. We watched it and half way through she was saying there were so many she liked she'd have a hard time picking. She was getting excited. So was I. Once we were done she was asking me for bobby pins but I was trying to get a snack ready for them. So, she proceeded to use toy forks to stick in her hair and here's the really funny part, in the video the girl is talking and explaining what she does. As Elanor was putting forks in her hair she was just doing her own commentary.

I know this is not going to be the last time I have to deal with this. People don't like to talk about it but mainstream American media is white and geared towards whites. Just flip channels, commercials, magazines, etc. There have been studies that show that women of color tend to think that their skin and natural hair is not as pretty as fair skin and straight hair. I'm not placing blame on race but it is a reality that we live in in America. I just hope and pray that being in our family makes it easier. We have many different skin tones, hair colors and styles, and Erika and I try to be as positive and affirming as possible and to not place so much emphasis on looks.

I'm pretty sure it's just a simple phase and it'll be over soon. But, I want to continue laying a foundation for her to love herself. I could be making this a bigger deal than it is but I love my girls and I want them to love themselves.

Well, their Nani has blonde hair and they love to comb it. That's it, it's Nani's fault.

Here's the video I showed Elanor:




Monday, January 16, 2017

It Was Worth It



Thursday was my first youth night at my new mission parish. I was excited. I built it up as much as I could. It was in the bulletin. It was on posters I had put around the parish. We handed out little calendars at CCE a couple times. I talked it up at Funday Munday, our after school hang out. And, it was on the Instagram account.

I was super excited but a little worried because I didn't have anyone saying that they would help with the night. I knew I had some former teens in town for break so I solved that problem by contacting a few and I got one to come out. It was great, we got to catch up on our 50 minute drive to Dickinson and I thanked her by buying her dinner afterwards.

We had about a 2 hour set up time. We had to tear down 12 tables, around 80 chairs, hang lights which was a pain, haul our giant Jenga set to the room from my office across campus, gather drinks, cups, plates, napkins, set up sound, and a few minor things to get ready. Once we were done we allowed ourselves 15 minutes in the adoration chapel to pray.

A friend of mine who is a youth minister called and let me know he was praying for us. He told me a quote from Bob Rice who led a retreat for youth ministers a couple weeks ago that went something like this: "When they are coming, remember you aren't that amazing. When they aren't coming, remember that you aren't that bad." well...

6:30 came. After about 10 minutes, a teen showed up. We played Jenga until 7:00. He was the only one that showed up. So we pulled some chairs in a circle and had our night. It was worth it.

It was worth it because if my former teen had't been there I would have had to send the young man away due to safe environment rules. It was worth it because I used this Sunday's first reading and gospel to talk about the authority of Jesus and his Church as well as authority figures in our lives and how well or not so well we obey. This young man tends to get into trouble a lot. This was for him . It was worth it.

Two hours of set up time. About 45 minutes of clean up time. One teen. It was worth it.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Sunday Readings Reflection: January 15, 2017



First Reading: Isaiah 49: 3, 5-6
In the first reading we have a "servant of the Lord" oracle. This a prophecy or foreshadowing of the messiah.
Gospel: John 1: 29-34
In the Gospel John is pointing out Jesus as the one they have been waiting for, the messiah.

In the Gospel, John the Baptist is pointing out that Jesus is the one they have been waiting for, "Hey, this is the guy, this is him...my cousin!" I can't even imagine how odd that must have been for him to receive that revelation that it was his cousin all along that their whole people had been waiting for.

I find John's situation very interesting because the Jewish people had been waiting on the messiah But the messiah they had been waiting for was a war-like king who was going to set them free from their overlords. Yet, here was Jesus, not quite a warrior king. John even questions this later. In Luke 7:19 John sends his disciples to ask Jesus if he is the one they've been waiting for. Jesus then tells them to tell John what they have seen in all of the wonders he has been performing.

I think we still have this problem. We have expectations for people we have not met yet and when we finally meet them they either meet, exceed, or fail our expectations. And sometimes we don't even realize we've met the person. One very embarrassing moment I had about a year ago was when my old parish was having St. Luke Productions' performance of  "Faustina: Messanger of Divine Mercy". I got to church early on the night of the show because it was a Sunday and we were taking our whole high school group to the show. When I entered our office building a co-worker of mine introduced me to some people eating at a table by saying, "Chris let me introduce you to these ladies. They are with the show." I said hi then went to my office. I proceeded to my office and found purses and bags. I figured they chose my office because I had the couch. No big deal. I wasn't going to be in their long. One of the show people came in, asked if I minded if she sat in their before the show, and I told her it was cool. She asked if I was going to be at the show and I told her yes and how we were bring all of our high school teens. Well, I then asked her what she did for the show. Now let me explain. This is a one person show. It is multi media and the person will at certain point interact with a video screen where everything is perfectly timed. I've seen posters online, on the show website as well as our church site, as well as posters all around campus. The actress is dressed up as St. Faustina in all of the advertising. So her response, "I'm the actor." I was beyond embarrassed for not recognizing her. Maria, the actress, was so forgiving and such a genuine joy-filled person. We had such and awesome conversation after that embarrassing movement and then I left her to relax in my office before the show.

Bringing it back to Jesus, even though he wasn't what they were expecting, he was their ultimate authority figure. And we know what happened. He was questioned, ridiculed, by his own followers even, and put to death. We still do that today, even with just regular authority figures in our lives. I think each of us can think of an authority figure that we really don't respect nor obey. We can also think of at least one who we do respect and follow all of their commands. At the same time, we do this with Jesus and the authority he left behind, his Church. The Church has John's continued mission, to point us to Jesus, yet many times we turns our noses up. I think sometimes we turn our noses up at Jesus and the Church because we have our own ideas of who/what they should be and when we turn out to be wrong, well we want our ideas to be true. "Oh Jesus wouldn't worry about that",
"Jesus didn't mean that", "The Church should stay out of this", "I don't really have to do/believe that" ,etc. Yet, he still came and died for us and left a Church, through thick and thin, to guide us, point us back to him, and always have it's arms open wide to all.

Challenge: 1. Think of a way this week you can be better obedient to an authority figure you don't quite care for. 2. Find a way to better follow Jesus and his Church in situations you find difficult to do so.

Monday, December 19, 2016

Hobbits, Valiant Mice, and Extraterrestrial Squirrels Will Save the World

Over this past year it's become more and more apparent to me how truly important small actions are. Everyone talks about it, a smile, a hug, a phone call to a friend, but just like any other action it takes time, patience, will, and sometimes courage to stop, step out of your comfort zone, and do it. I know. Every now and then I see someone and get the idea to give them a compliment, go up and talk to someone alone, roll down and talk to the homeless person on the corner asking for money and I don't. But, it's such a small thing.

A year ago I resolved that instead of telling someone I'd pray for them I'd do it right then and there. Those were powerful moments. But I've swayed from that lately. There's a guy at my gym who used to just be a lifter but he has since been an employee at the front desk and he has become a trainer. He is probably one of their best employees. When he's at the front desk he greets people and tells them by. When he is training someone he is attentive and focused on that person. I see the opposite from many other employees. I've wanted to pay him a compliment for a while. I have not, even when I was workout out right next to him this past week. Why? Discomfort? What's there to lose?

Literature has grasped this. We see in stories that it is the small things that are sometimes the most powerful. Hobbits helped a band of dwarves reclaim their kingdom and quite literally save the world from evil. A brave mouse was always ready for adventure and battle and would challenge others' cowardliness and call them into the challenge at hand. An extraterrestrial squirrel held Superman at bay. Bilbo, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Reepicheep, and Ch'p, all tiny in stature, but stepped up to the plate when called.

We like to quote St. Therese of Lisieux and her Little Way, but sometimes it takes great courage, discomfort, and we don't always allow those to win out. When people are asked what they regret most in life it is usually the small things, not talking to someone, not telling someone they love them, not making that phone call, etc. And yet, who knows the power these simple gestures could have wielded.
"Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love." - St. Therese of Lisieux

Here are just a few things from/about a few tiny characters that have made big impacts:
Hobbits: 
"Hobbits are an unobtrusive but very ancient people, more numerous formerly than they are today; for they love peace and quiet and good tilled earth: a well-ordered and well-farmed countryside was their favourite haunt. They do not and did not understand or like machines more complicated than a forge-bellows, a water-mill, or a hand-loom, thought they were skilful with tools. Even in ancient days they were, as a rule, shy of 'the Big folk', as they call us, and now they avoid us with dismay and are becoming hard to find. They are quick of hearing and sharp-eyed, and though they are inclined to be fat and do not hurry unnecessarily, they are nonetheless nimble and deft in their movements. They possessed from the first the art of disappearing swiftly and silently, when large folk whom they do not wish to meet come blundering by; and this are they have developed until to Men it may seem magical. But Hobbits have never in fact, studied magic of any kind, and their elusiveness is due solely to a professional skill  that heredity and practice, and a  close friendship with the earth, have rendered inimitable by bigger and clumsier raced.

For they are a little people, smaller than Dwarves: less stout and stocky, that is, even when they are not actually much shorter. Their height is variable, ranging between two and four feet of our measure. They seldom now reach three feet; but they have dwindled, they say, and in ancient days they were taller. According to the Red Book, Bandobras Took (Bullroarer), son of Isengrim the Second, was four foot five and able to ride a horse." - The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien

"My Dear Frodo!" exclaimed Gandalf. "Hobbits really are amazing creatures, as I have said before. You can learn all that there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years they can still surprise you at a pinch." - The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien

Yes, it's not from the book but it's so good:

Reepicheep:
"There Trufflehunter called at the mouth of a little hole in a green bank and out popped the last thing Caspian
expected - a Talking Mouse. He was of course bigger than a common mouse, well over a foot high when he stood on his hind legs, and with ears nearly as long as (though broader than) a rabbit's. His name was Reepicheep and he was a gay and martial mouse. He wore a tiny little rapier at his side and twirled his long whiskers as if they were a moustache." - Prince Caspian, C.S. Lewis

"There are twelve of us, Sire" he said with a dashing and graceful bow, " and I place all the resources of my people unreservedly at your Majesty's disposal." - Reepicheep, Prince Caspian

"Sire," said Reepicheep. "My life is ever at your command but my honor is my own...Perhaps if it were your pleasure that I should be a marshal of the lists, it would content them." - Reepicheep, Prince Caspian

"I thought I heard someone laughing just now. If anyone present wishes to make me the subject of his wit, I am very much as his service - with my sword - whenever he has leisure." - Reepicheep, Prince Caspian

""Come back, Reepicheep, you little ass!" shouted Peter. "You'll only be killed. This is no place for mice." But the ridiculous little creatures were dancing in and out among the feet of both armies, jabbing with their swords. Many a Telmarine warrior that day felt his foot suddenly pierced as if by a dozen skewers, hopped on one leg cursing the pain, and fell as often as not. If he fell, the mice finished him off; if he did not, someone else did." - Prince Caspian

"If I were address peasants or slaves," he said, "I might supposed that t his suggestion proceeded from cowardice. But I hope it will never be told in Narnia that a company of noble and royal person in the flower of their age turned tail because they were afraid of the dark." (It is then mentioned that there is no practical use in entering the Dark Island) "Use? Use, Captain? If by use you mean filling our bellies or our purses, I confess it will be no use at all. So far as I know we did not set sail to look for things useful but to seek honor and adventure. And here is as great an adventure as ever I heard of, and here, if we turn back, no little impeachment of all our honors." - Reepicheep, Voyage of the Dawn Treader

"My own plans are made. While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader. When she fails me, I paddle east in my coracle. When she sins, I shall swim east with my four paws. And when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan's country, or shot over the edge of the world in some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise and Peepiceek will be head of the talking mice in Narnia." - Reepicheep, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

Ch'p:
Ch'p is an anthropomorphic squirrel from a planet with inhabitants of the same make up. After being imprisoned and sentenced to death by an invading army a Guardian of the Universe appeared and gave him a green power ring. After escaping and defeating the army he entered training to become a Green Lantern. Just check out this exchange between him and Superman. Vicious!



"Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love." - St. Theresa of Calcutta