Welcome Home

Whenever I leave for an extended time, Baxter misses me. He won’t admit it directly, but I can tell by the way he greets me when I return. After a few “meowful” salutations, he lies down and rolls over on his back. He wants his belly scratched. I have to be gentle and slow in my strokes. Cats’ bellies are very sensitive, and they usually protect them from any alien touches. But through the years, Baxter has come to trust me, and now he offers his soft underbelly whenever he wants to reconnect with me after a time away. It’s his way of saying that I am a special part of his life, and he misses me when I am not there.

God sends us the same message in the same way during the Lenten season. He misses us, and He draws us close by touching our sensitive side. During Lent, we are asked to expose those places where God has made Himself vulnerable to our human condition. He forgives our sins, so we confess them to know His mercy. He heals our brokenness , so we pray for consolation and peace in grief, loss or rejection. He feeds our hungers, so we seek help in physical or spiritual need. God enters into our sin, brokenness and desires with the transforming power of His grace. This grace allows us to accept His forgiveness, healing and help without embarrassment. In these ways, our weak underbellies are touched by the careful, gentle hand of God’s mercy, and we are reconnected to the source of our life and its meaning.

Lent is not meant to be hard to make us tough. It is meant to soften us so that holiness can penetrate our lives. It is a time to go deeper into our faith--deeper into our understanding of God’s ways, deeper into our intimacy with God’s love, deeper into how we are connected to each other as God’s children. Going deeper increases our sensitivity to the holy in our midst, to its sometimes wounded face and shy ego. Like the crucified one, holiness can seem defeated by our harsh world. But as we move deeper into Lent, we find that the servant may appear weak, but, in truth, is strong and vital.

To become truly vulnerable for others in their service is to become powerful in grace. As Peter preaches in the Acts of the Apostles, “Therefore let the entire house of Israel know with certainty that God has made Him both Lord and Messiah, this Jesus whom you crucified.”

So maybe we need to turn ourselves over and allow God to touch the sensitive spots of our lives, the places we have been hiding or been afraid to admit are part of us. Lent is a time of conversion. We are changed by inviting God’s gentle mercy where we need it most. That becomes a homecoming for both us and the God who lives in and with us.

-Monsignor Statnick

A Dog's Share

I think I have mentioned once or twice that Charlie is pretty spoiled. I mean that in the best way possible, of course!

Charlie has a toy box full of different kinds of dog toys. His food bin is filled with his favorite kibble, and his (very large) cookie jar is jam packed with a wide assortment of treats.

Charlie’s life with us is a far cry from that of a homeless stray digging in trash cans in search of food. His belly is always full, he is kept warm and safe indoors, and has a nice cozy place to sleep. Yet, because of his dogginess, he will never understand that he will have this comfortable life until the end of his days. He is always protective of what he has.

His defensive side is the most obvious when it comes to rawhide. When Charlie has a rawhide chew, he is downright nasty. He growls, barks, and will even lunge at anyone he thinks is trying to take it. Even me!

Usually, his behavior gets so bad that I have to take the rawhide from him and basically put him in timeout until he settles down.

We tend to be a bit too much like Charlie, don’t we?

We get very possessive of our things: our money, house, car, even the people in our lives. Those belong to US, and they aren’t for anyone else! I earned “fill in the blank” and it’s mine!

What we don’t realize is that God is always ready to give us more. We don’t trust that when we let go of what we have, God is always ready to bless us even more.

We are in an extraordinary jubilee year of mercy! Mercy is kindness, goodness, or forgiveness shown when it is within one’s power to punish or harm the other. Pope Francis is calling us all to recognize that our God is a god of mercy. He infinitely blesses us when we do not deserve it.

I think that before we can be merciful towards others, before we can reach out to them, we have to acknowledge our own failures and how both God and others have been merciful to us.

If you find that others have not been merciful to you, then I would like to share a thought. When I was growing up one lesson from my dad that I have carried with me is this: when someone has treated you poorly you have two choices. The first is that you can take that pain and treat others the same way so that every person can feel the hurt you have felt. Or, you can say, “No.” No one will ever feel that way again as long as I have anything to do with it.

The thing is, no matter what harm any other person has caused you, God is always seeking to love and heal you. God is always merciful.

Pope Francis also wants to remind us that Jesus is the face of the Father’s mercy. Nowhere is that more evident than on the cross. Broken, beaten, and naked, Jesus asks the Father to forgive us.

What we need to realize is that God always wants to forgive us. God is always merciful and loving. We just have to open our hearts to that mercy and forgiveness. The choice is always ours to make.

Opening our hearts to God’s mercy and forgiveness allows us to share that mercy and forgiveness with others. When we are able to accept the love of God, we are able to be loving toward others. Then, we find that there is more love than we could imagine to share! When we focus on how we are blessed, we find more blessings. When we realize what abundance we have, we are able to share that with others!

We aren’t dogs. We can learn to share and know that God will continue to provide for us. There is more than enough for all to have their fill when God is at the center. We would do well to choose mercy.

Right Charlie?

Pretty Boy

Charlie is an easy dog to love. He is not very big, but not an ankle-biter. His fur is always so soft. And Charlie has a sweet face.

It doesn’t hurt that Charlie has such a friendly demeanor, either. Even when people are afraid of dogs in general, they typically like Charlie. He is somehow sensitive to their nervousness and takes a gentle approach. Ultimately, Charlie is after a person’s heart so he can get some doggy attention.

Unfortunately, not all dogs share Charlie’s lovable traits. It’s why we have so many animals in shelters.

Not very many people can find it in their hearts to love scruffy dogs. It’s hard to cuddle the dog with wiry hair or a skin condition. It isn’t fun to have the untrained and insecure pet in your home, either.

I am always in awe of those individuals who can find it in their hearts to love what seem to be the unlovable pets. Yet, somehow they do.  We often seem more able to love those odd and unusual pets then one another though, don’t we? I suppose it is because we can see the helplessness of animals better than we can understand the failings of one another. Yet, is it really so different?

It seems that we are able to quickly form judgments of others based on their outward appearance or affiliation.

We isolate ourselves from others based on their color, religion, sexual preference, socioeconomic status, the list goes on and on.

Why do we do that? Why do we find ways of rejecting others rather than accepting them? Why do we find all the ways to not love one another in stead of loving them?

I think that it comes from our fallen nature. It is our automatic response to not love the other because we think we are unlovable ourselves.

We forget that God has forgiven us. We forget that He gave His only Son to prove to us how much He loves us. We ignore His Word and instead turn inward.

What we fail to realize when we judge others is that we cause them to judge themselves. Unless I treat the other with dignity and respect, how can they know that they have dignity and value? Unless I behave in a loving way toward my neighbor, how can they know that they are loved?

This past week we celebrated the birth of Martin Luther King, Jr. A man that called us all to put down those prejudices and peacefully work together. Since 1996, the day has become known as the Martin Luther King Day of Service. A day for Americans to honor Dr. King and to make a difference for others by serving in the communities. Dr. King stood up for equal rights and even gave his life because he believed in what Jesus taught, that we are all children of God.

Jesus called us to a very difficult task, to love one another. Loving others is so difficult because of the many ways we differ, but what if we didn’t see that as a curse, but instead as a blessing?

I believe that is what Jesus is calling us to. To see what we each have to offer one another. Instead of seeing the other as lacking something we have, we could see what they have that we lack. We could see loving each other as making the valleys high and the mountains low. We could see loving our neighbor as preparing the way for the Lord.

We aren’t all pretty on the outside. Truly, none of us is perfect. What we can recognize is that we are all made in the image of God, and so, we all have something to offer.

In order for others to realize their potential, we need to call it forth from them, not condemn them.

Perhaps, in loving our neighbor and those that are different from us, we could catch a glimpse of the Kingdom of God.

Right, Charlie?

-Christy Cabaniss

Finding the Right Spot

Baxter is particular about where he lies down and how he positions himself there. There are certain places he has staked out as his own for years the old chair I wanted to discard before he claimed it, the TV table covered with his special blanket, the mattress that was his since he was a kitten, and, of course, my bed covered with another special blanket for his warmth and comfort. (Linus has nothing on Baxter!) Once standing on one of these personal territories, Baxter then has to find the right spot.

He circles the area a couple of times, plops down, wiggles a body contoured groove into the surface, then settles in for either a full-fledged nap or a regal posture, where he presides over his domain with head erect, paws straight out front, and eyes set on staring into space. Royal lions framing a throne have nothing on Baxter in his mind. In one of these special places, Baxter feels at home. He fits. He belongs.

We humans have the same proclivities, don’t we? Who doesn’t have their favorite chair? Who doesn’t prefer to sleep in their own bed? Who doesn’t like to get home and settle back into the familiar routine after a time away? We carve out a place for ourselves in this world, each in our own way, and we find comfort and security there. Like Baxter, over the years we create spaces where we fit and belong.

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You have faith in God; have faith also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places.” Jesus assures His disciples that they fit and belong in God’s Kingdom, if they are faithful in their discipleship. There isn’t only one personality type or life style, one physical appearance or social setting, one occupation or economic class where His followers belong. True disciples are of all types and walks of life, in many different circumstances with different cultural customs and heritages. These distinctions make for a rich picture of the humanity God assumed when the Word became flesh in Jesus.

We don’t have to lose our uniqueness to become part of God’s household. We just have to join it to the common roots Jesus has shown us as children of God and fellow followers of the Gospel. In this way, we learn to respect each other’s differences while recognizing our oneness in Christ. Such is the communion of saints we claim as our faith community. No one is a clone of another, but each belongs to the other to be complete.

Baxter helps to make whatever house I live in a home, but I have to give him his space for him to feel at home. We all need the same thing from each other and for each other.

Hugging the Heat

Baxter doesn’t often change his routine, but as the cold of winter comes to play, he does adjust. He spends a lot of time in front of the heat vent when the temperature turns down. He lies against the grill where the heated air spills out into the room. His fur gets almost hot at times, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He finds the warmth soothing, and he will spend hours soaking it into his body. Once in place, he will not budge from his cozy spot on the floor. Even when the warm air stops flowing for a while, he stays in place, waiting for the next round of comforting therapy to take the chill out of his bones. Warm climates appeal to Baxter.

The same holds for most of us. When we enter a situation where we are welcomed and people express concern and interest in us, we warm to what is going on there. We want to get involved with the people and the tasks they are engaging. We feel a part of the group and want to contribute to whatever its purpose might be. We enjoy participating in a shared task in these circumstances. Even if it involves work and effort, we have fun doing it because we can rely upon each other to help in the effort.

We forget ourselves when we feel comfortable with each other, and this selflessness generates warmth in our relationships. Under these conditions, we always get more than we give, because we feel that we belong and are invested in the mission of the organization. It’s amazing what people can do when they set the right kind of environment for each other.

How do our churches measure up to this picture? Are they communities where people feel they belong, and everyone can contribute to the various efforts that advance the mission of God’s Kingdom in our world? Do we welcome others into our life and worship, or are we suspicious of newcomers, demanding that they do it our way or no way? Do we each see ourselves as contributing to a common cause, or as competing for the best in show? A jealous, possessive, hyper-critical, rigid and unbending environment where each person wants to stand out is a cold place. Everyone is afraid of making a mistake. Gossip thrives; back-biting wounds; and no one wants to take any initiative for fear of being put down. It’s a wintry landscape, even in July!

God’s love brings warmth and light to any human situation. We need to draw close to this love whenever we set about doing His work in our world. We should not get so lost in the task at hand that we lose the people with whom we share the task or for whom we are doing it. “For what will it profit them if they gain the whole world but forfeit their life?” (Mt 16:26) Only by constantly reminding ourselves that it’s God’s work we want to do and His work is always one of love and service will we stay on task. The vents to God’s love are prayer, fellowship, worship and ministry, but these are useless if they don’t offer warm, personal regard to everyone engaged in them.

So no matter what we are doing, hug the heat, the heat of God’s love, and show how it is working among us and creating a warm atmosphere for our efforts to bear His fruit. There is no better ad campaign for church membership. Baxter isn’t the only one attracted to the warmth.

Gaining Sight

Cats don’t see very well. They rely upon their sense of smell and hearing, much more than their eye sight, to get along in the world. In fact, they see better in the dark than in the daylight. They are naturally near-sighted, so things in front of them can be missed. At night, their vision sharpens, and with the quieting of the day’s activity, they also hear more acutely. They are night roamers, comfortable with stalking, playing and eating in the dark. They never seem to trip or get lost when other creatures, like we humans, need the light to find our way.

The Feast of the Epiphany reminds us that we need to follow the Light. The magi knew this well, and it led them on an adventure whose destination was unknown. They didn’t know where they would end their sojourn. They only knew for whom they were looking. Their search took them to Herod, the enemy of the saviormessiah, though at first they didn’t recognize him that way.

They were so consumed by their search for the light, that they didn’t notice Herod’s darkness. In fact, it was Herod who helped them find the light despite his sinister motives. The magi were so intent on following the light that they accepted help from whomever they could get it. How are we following the Light of Christ in our life’s journey? Are we even looking for the light, or are we content with accepting the darkness that is sometimes all around us? Do we ask for help in finding the light? Do we use even the agents of darkness to help us by offering an example of what we don’t want to do or be?

We rely upon our sight as a primary sense. We have to look at everything, good and bad, pleasant and unpleasant, virtuous and sinful, to navigate a course through this world that follows the Light. After all, Christ came to redeem it all, not just the worthy, but sinners, prostitutes, the poor and the sick, outcasts and unbelievers. They all came into the Light in various gospel accounts, and showed us how God works in this darkened world.

The Light exposes sin, but then forgives it. It invites people on the outside to come close and find a place where they belong. It embraces the lost and forsaken, and it patiently guides the seekers and doubters. To live in the Light of Christ is to live with arms outstretched to others, encouraging them to join us on the shared journey that leads to the One who saves us.

So don’t be afraid of the Light. Nothing will be seen that cannot be redeemed. If we get lost, the Light will reappear to set us back on course. Just look for it, ask for help to see it, and then follow. Only cats thrive in the dark.

Monsignor Statnick

Homebody

Baxter is a homebody. He likes familiar surroundings where he designates special places that are always available to him for certain activities. When I take him out of his accustomed environment, he gets anxious. He doesn’t feel safe. He has to check out the new place, sniffing his way from object to object, corner to corner. He usually tries to find a dark, secluded hiding place for a while—under a bed, in a closet, behind a couch. When Baxter gets used to a new living space, he comes out of hiding and begins to follow his old routines there. He marks out certain spots for naps, observing the outdoors, and quiet lounging. He gets comfortable again and relaxes. I know that Baxter feels at home at last when he lies on his back, with his belly exposed, sound asleep--a funny picture of pure peace.

The holidays are a time for coming home. We seek the familiar, the tried and true, the safe and secure. We like traditional foods at this time of year, the tastes that remind us of our childhood and the family that nurtured us. We have certain routines we keep from year to year, the people we visit on certain days of the season, the activities we do together, even the movies we watch and the songs we sing. We celebrate the season by repeating certain customs that have come to us from others through the years.

But the holidays also hold changes each year. Loved ones who have died are not at the table or around the tree this year. New marriages and new families within the family may change the routines. Children call for many adjustments in schedule. Distances may prevent some people from sharing the festivities as they once did. The new and unfamiliar invade our holiday celebrations. But that is not always a bad thing. New faces bring new company and ideas to the family. New schedules may prove more convenient and comfortable to keep. Traditions from other heritages enrich our own and broaden our appreciation for the various ways to celebrate Christmas.

When Christ was born, He came from the ancient tradition of the Jewish faith where the promise of salvation was first announced and the figure of the Messiah first introduced and developed. In His birth, Jesus brought to this heritage a new dimension, not one that wiped out the past but fulfilled it. The Messiah would win salvation from sin and death for us by becoming one of us, by accepting the dignity and limitations of our human condition and showing how it can become transparent to the divine mystery Who assumed it. Ultimately, this messiah would die on the cross and rise again to transform our condition into the new creation of the Kingdom of God.

In celebrating Christmas,God continues to work through Christ in the same way. As webuild on the traditions of the past to incorporate the new realities of our world today, God is with us to guide our journey. Cherish the heritage we share in faith and family, but keep it alive by opening our minds, hearts and relationships to new ideas, attitudes and experiences with others. The first Christmas worked that way, and it marked the beginning of God’s ongoing work in the world. When Baxter figures out how to marry his old routines with a new environment, he is at peace. When we do the same to celebrate Christmas and to follow Christ faithfully in our way of life, we too find peace.