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mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:19px;"&gt;Cycle&lt;b&gt;: &lt;/b&gt;B Deuteronomy 18:15-20; Psalms 95:1-2,6-9; I Corinthians 7:32-35; Mark 1:21-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Once upon a time a government surveyor brought his equipment to a farm, called on the farmer, and asked permission to go into one of the fields and take readings. The farmer objected, fearing that the survey was the first step toward construction of a highway through his land. "I will not give you permission to go into my fields," said the farmer. Whereupon, the surveyor produced an official government document which authorized him to do the survey. "I have the authority," he said, "to enter any field in the entire country to take necessary readings." Faced with such authority, the farmer opened the gate and allowed the surveyor to enter the field. The farmer then went to the far end of the field and opened another gate, through which one of his fiercest bulls came charging. Seeing the bull, the surveyor dropped his equipment and began to run for his life. And he could hear the farmer triumphantly shouting after him,"Show him the paper, show him your authority."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the Greek, the word for "authority" is "exousia." The word for "power" is "dunamis." Authority and power have different meanings, as the unfortunate surveyor discovered at the sight of the raging bull. In today's Gospel Lesson, Jesus reminds us that, in terms of our salvation -- where we our going with our lives and what we ought to do about it -- He speaks to us with authority and He empowers us, both.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Mark tells us that Jesus was teaching in the synagogue on the Sabbath "as one who had authority," and that His listeners were "astonished at His teaching" (Mk. 1:22). Then, "A man with an unclean spirit cried out, 'What have You to do with us Jesus of Nazareth? Have You come to destroy us? I know who you are, the Holy One of God'" (Mk. 1:23,24).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;This incident should not surprise us when we consider that Jesus was speaking with such authority and force that His words would hit home -- really jolt his listeners into realizing that they were being asked to turn their lives upside down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"What have You to do with us? Have you come to destroy us?" We don't have to be under the influence of some alien spirit in order to respond in this way to Jesus' call to New Life. This is the experience, to some degree, of every one of us when we really listen to the Lord's Message. Hearing this Gospel story, we may be inclined to dismiss this man's cry as the lunatic ravings of an unbalanced fanatic. But the fact is that the man in the Gospel Story got the point. He was jolted by the Word of God. He realized his attitude and approach to life was being called into question. He realized that Jesus was indeed calling for the destruction of his old ways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A small town newspaper's "Religion Column" included the story of a local minister who had been preaching Sunday after Sunday for two years to an empty Church. Before that, there were three members in the congregation. But two died and the third moved away. Nevertheless, each Sunday for two years, the minister went into the pulpit, looked out at the uninterrupted rows of empty pews and preached the Message of Jesus Christ as he understood it. At one point during this period he decided to turn off the sound system because some of the neighbors were complaining about the noise. When he was asked if he didn't feel a little foolish preaching to empty pews week after week, he replied, "No. I don't ever feel foolish. I'm just taking it one Sunday at a time, waiting for someone to come in and listen to the Word."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;That is the problem which all serious preachers face week after week: "Is there anyone out there who realizes that the Word of God being preached is a call to turn his or her life upside down? Or am I preaching, in effect, to empty pews? Is there anyone out there who is so astonished by the Word of God spoken through Jesus that he or she feels compelled to cry out, 'I know You are the Holy One of God ... I know You are my Lord and Savior'?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The question is, "Are we really listening, or is the Word being proclaimed, in effect, to empty pews?" The man in today's Gospel is tormented by an "unclean spirit." But Jesus possesses the authority and the power to impose silence on the unclean spirit and commands it to go out of the man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The man in this Gospel story serves as a witness to Christ's Presence in the world. If the Kingdom of God is at hand, then the "unclean" diabolical forces are overthrown, and the world is ruled by a new Wisdom, a new Authority, a new Power.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;There is the story of a man who asked the question, "What is the devil?" Before anyone could reply, the man supplied his own answer. "The devil," he said, "is not a huge monster with horns and a harpoon tail and a wicked glitter in his eye. No, the devil is inertia, doing nothing, following the lines of least resistance." The definition might not satisfy many theologians, but it makes the point: When Jesus asks us to turn our lives upside down by following His example of radical love, and we respond by following the lines of least resistance, we're in the devil's corner.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Through His life and through His death, Jesus teaches us that Love is all. Through His Resurrection, Jesus empowers us to live accordingly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Love is all! Jesus taught this truth with such authority as to jolt us, to astonish us, to turn us upside down. But is anybody listening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-5900439273520746061?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/5900439273520746061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=5900439273520746061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5900439273520746061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5900439273520746061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-turn-us-upside-down.html' title='To Turn Us Upside Down'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3Qz22bDWMA/TyQfvHKQrlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oVf5sf0VSmo/s72-c/BG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4256826254458177166</id><published>2011-10-01T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:59:20.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parable of the Tenants. 27th sunday A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgmGda4_lY4/TocqwgkisjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PSDGA4HaYrE/s1600/DSC00773.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A woman of advanced age began to have hearing problems. Reluctantly she gave in to suggestions from family members that she consult an ear specialist. After the doctor had made a thorough examination of the woman's ears, he said to her, "You have a condition which can be corrected by minor surgery. I suggest we do it as soon as possible. This will give us our best chance to correct your hearing problem." To which she replied, "There will be no operation, thank you. I don't want to correct my hearing problem. I'm eighty-nine years old and I've heard enough!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;That "I've heard enough" feeling is no stranger to many of us. Many of us endure it daily at Six O'clock or Eleven O'clock News Time: reports of murder and other violent crimes -- we've heard enough; reports of political corruption in high places -- we've heard enough; reports of armed conflict between nations and peoples -- we've heard enough; reports of unfair and dishonest business practices -- we've heard enough! All of which clearly indicates that the New Testament Good News report of a loving God's plan for the reconciliation of all mankind in his Kingdom of Love is not being heard nearly enough.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus employed many different ways of communicating the Good News of God's love to his disciples. He instructed them through prayer. He instructed them through miracles. He instructed them through the Scriptures. He instructed them through ordinary conversation. And, He instructed them through parables, as in today's Gospel. In this story, the owner of a vineyard leases it to some tenant farmers. For three successive years the tenants forcibly resist the owner's efforts to claim his rightful share of the harvest. They murder his agents who come to collect. And, after three harvests, they are in a strong position to acquire ownership of the land by means of what we would call "squatters rights." If they can successfully resist the owner's claims following the fourth harvest they will be in a legal position to assert ownership for themselves. The owner's Legal recourse is to lodge a formal complaint against the scheming tenants, before witnesses. To do this, the owner is required by law to appear in person on the land in question. In this case, the owner sends his son (a co-partner in the land) to represent him. "They will respect my son," he reasons. But the wicked tenants murder the son too. Finally the owner himself comes upon the land, gains the upper hand, ejects the murderous tenants and appoints others in their place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus' reason for speaking this Parable in the final weeks of His ministry is clear. Throughout His public life, Jesus, Son of God, had claimed the right to exercise His Father's authority over His people. Instead of respecting this claim, the scribes and Pharisees saw it as a threat to their own dominion over God's people. They adopted a "He's got to go!" attitude and Jesus knew they would soon make their move to dispose of Him. It was in this context then, that Jesus spoke the Parable of the Tenants. Through it, He is saying to the scribes and the Pharisees, "You may think that getting rid of Me will resolve the matter in your favor. But remember, that is precisely what those wicked tenants imagined. Killing Me will not result in My defeat but in your own ruin. You will never be able to successfully resist My Father's claim to absolute dominion over His people -- even if you should kill his Son! Even death has no dominion over God's people. He will never abandon them."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;It is precisely when the bad news of the wicked tenants in our midst seems dominant that we desperately need to let the Good News break through: God is with us and will never abandon us. Hear His voice:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Do not limit your search for Me to the sanctuaries, or to the precise words of theologians, or to the calm of the countryside. Look for Me in the places where men are struggling to become more fully human. See Me in this house of worship, but see Me as well in the many faces of mankind. The presence of the wicked tenants to the contrary notwithstanding, I will never abandon you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Three persons were talking about some of the recent translations of the Bible. One said, "I like the New English version of the Gospels. It's easier reading than all the older versions." Said the second person, "I prefer the new Jerusalem Bible. The translations have modernized the language without sacrificing reverence." To which the third person replied, "I know an even better translation. I like my mother's translation best. She translated the Bible into life, and it is the most convincing translation I have ever seen. She was a loving person who always took the needs of others seriously. That's what Jesus did, when He was on earth."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Matthew has clearly described Jesus' life ministry in terms of His care and concern for the lowly and the needy and the lonely. It is Jesus who touches lepers. It is Jesus who embraces and kisses the children, the orphans. It is Jesus who loves the "sinners" who are rejected by the self-righteous. It is Jesus who dies for the least among God's children, without exception. And it is Jesus who is saying to us now, His loyal followers, "This is where it all comes out. This is the fruit of the effort, the fruit of all the worship, the fruit of all the prayer, the fruit of all the Bible Study and theological probing. This is where it comes out."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Fearfully And Wonderfully Made" is the title of a book in which prominent surgeon, Dr. Paul Brand, explores the complex creation called the human body. In a chapter on "Growth," Dr. Brand recalls an incident that took place during a visit to South America:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A certain bridge in South America consists of interlocking vines supporting a precariously swinging platform hundreds of feet above a river. I knew the bridge supported hundreds of people over many years, and as I stood on the edge of the chasm I could see people confidently crossing the bridge. The engineer in me wanted to weigh all the factors, measure the stress tolerance of the vines, test the wood for termites, survey all the bridges in the area for one that might be stronger. I could have spent a lifetime determining whether the bridge was fully trustworthy. But I knew that if I really wanted to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;cross, I had to take a step. And when I put my weight on that bridge and walked across, even though my heart was pounding and my knees were shaking, I was declaring my position.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The good doctor then goes on to say that his Christian Faith is like that:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;If I wait for everything to be settled, I'll never move. Often I have had to act on the basis of the bones of the Christian Faith before those bones were fully formed in me and before I understood the reason for their existence. Bone is hard, but it is alive. If the bones of Faith do not continue to grow, they will soon become dead skeletons.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Take up your cross daily and follow Me," Jesus says to His loyal followers. Our hope is in the fulfillment of His promise to make us masters of the art of loving. But, to move in that direction, we must declare our position, we must take a step, day-in and day-out. Anything less and the bones of our Faith will not continue to grow, and will soon become dead skeletons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4256826254458177166?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4256826254458177166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4256826254458177166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4256826254458177166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4256826254458177166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/10/parable-of-tenants-27th-sunday.html' title='Parable of the Tenants. 27th sunday A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hgmGda4_lY4/TocqwgkisjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PSDGA4HaYrE/s72-c/DSC00773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4273832927710392313</id><published>2011-09-24T10:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:17:39.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Yes to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4a1nTpqKBm4/Tn3mfkh4xqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HFw7WDy8OKU/s1600/DSC00204.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A young man went through college dreaming of the day he would be offered an executive position in his father's huge industrial plant. On graduation day, the father took him aside and said, "Son, now you're ready to come into the family business." Immediately, the young man had visions of a big, plush office, a large staff of assistants, and a hefty executive salary. "I'll start work tomorrow, dad," he said enthusiastically. Whereupon, the father said, "Of course, in order to Learn the business, you'll have to start at the bottom. To begin with, your job will be to water the hundreds of plants located in our buildings." The son protested. "I've changed my mind. I'm not coming to work tomorrow." Later, he thought better of his negative reply and decided to please his father. And so he went to work at the job he had been offered. The father hoped for the best, but was concerned that despite his son's good intentions, he wouldn't stay on the job for long. But he stopped worrying when the young man showed him his new business card, which read, "PLANT MANAGER."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel we have the simple little story of how two young men responded to their father's request that they go to work in the family business. Jesus doesn't put on this little quiz to see how smart His listeners are. He is making a crucial point with them about their relationship with God. It is not what you say, not what you promise, not what you teach that matters most. Far better to move from bad intentions to positive action than to remain locked into your good intentions and no action. This is a lesson in repentance. You stumble, you fall, you hedge, you shift, you fail, but God is always there, ready to pick you up -- if only you will repent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Repentance takes you beyond good intentions. Repentance is the process of actually becoming the person God wants you to be. No need to blame yourself, over-and-over again, for your failures and your misdeeds. The forgiveness, the healing, the New Life is here and it will change everything for you if only you will open yourself up to receive the Grace of a loving God. We come here with good intentions. We resolve to be Christ's women and men as never before. Then we go back out and we hear the cries for help but we just move on, making excuses all the way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We have come here today as a People who intend to lead a good life. We want to be Christ's women and men. We want to participate in the affairs of the Christian family. We honestly have good intentions about changing our ways. There is a rock-like quality in us down at the center. But, like Peter, we are rocks that move. We fall, we falter, we fail, we make mistakes, we hurt other people (often the people we love most). We talk about Christian love and we mean to love, but oh how we fail! Time after time after time, even in our own families, we fail in love. Maybe someone else's ego is getting in our way! Maybe we've become emotionally drained from the pressures of our day-to-day situation. Maybe we're just overly tired, physically. That's the way it is! In spite of our good intentions, the edges become a little sharp and they begin to rub up against each other, and we wilt!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Life Is Just a Bowl Of Cherries" is the title of an old song. It brings to mind the story of an elderly widow who owned a small cherry tree orchard on the edge of town ... When the trees were loaded with cherries, a few children from town would begin throwing stones at the branches, causing some of the luscious fruit to fall to the ground. Then they would rush in, gather up the cherries and eat them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;One day, the widow spotted the children coming and she hid behind a tree. When the kids started throwing stones, she came out from behind the tree, grabbed one of them by the arm, marched him into her house, sat him down at the kitchen table, and left the room. Tears welled up in the boy's eyes as he contemplated his fate. He had visions of the widow returning to flog him with a branch of the very same tree he threw stones at.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When the widow returned, however, instead of a branch in her hand, she carried a plate of delicious- looking, bright-red, freshly-picked cherries which she set before the lad at the kitchen table. And never again did those children throw stones at the kindly widow's cherry trees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In this sense, life is just a bowl of cherries. That simple little story conveys a profound sense of what "being busy in the Father's affairs" really means. It means empathizing, for example. (In the case of the widow, it meant remembering what it was like when she herself was up to some mischief as a child.) It means being an effective role model, for example. (In the case of the widow it meant acting in a manner in which kindness and understanding prevailed over vengeance.) And for all of us who participate in the Christian family business, it means remembering our Supreme Role Model's response to His tormentors as He neared death on the Cross: "Father, forgive them. They do not know what they are doing" (Lk. 23:34).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;For all of us who have every good intention of becoming busy with our Heavenly Father's affairs, it means loving one another as He has loved us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The self-centered or the other-centered -- which of the two does the Father's Will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4273832927710392313?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4273832927710392313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4273832927710392313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4273832927710392313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4273832927710392313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/09/saying-yes-to-god.html' title='Saying Yes to God'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4a1nTpqKBm4/Tn3mfkh4xqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HFw7WDy8OKU/s72-c/DSC00204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-486116047968579131</id><published>2011-09-17T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T10:13:10.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>be satisfied 25th sunday A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWXSticKlLM/TnSq7gN3_CI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x-nSobgefC4/s1600/DSC00921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A man had found a magic lantern and, for years, every time he rubbed it a "Genie" would appear to grant his wish. The man was a real worry-bird and, because of his constant anxious worries, he kept the "Genie" busy all the time. This went on for years -- one wish after another -- until, one day, when the man rubbed his magic lantern for the fifth time that week, the Genie appeared and said: "I am sick and tired of your anxious worry and your constant wishing. I have decided to settle this arrangement we have once and for all. I will grant your next three wishes only. Nothing more. After that, you're on your own."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The man made his first wish immediately. He asked that his wife would disappear so that he could marry a better woman. His wish came true at once. But when friends and relatives discovered she was gone, they began to recall all the wife's good qualities. This saddened the man and he realized he had been hasty. Where would he find a better woman than his wife? So he asked the Genie to bring her back, and immediately his wish was granted. Now he had but one wish left. He fretted and agonized and anxiously worried about that third wish. He was determined not to make another mistake, since he would be unable to correct it. He went everywhere for advice. Some people told him to wish for immortality. But if he got too sick to enjoy life, he reasoned, what good would immortality be? "Maybe," he told himself, "I should wish for good health." But then he asked himself: "What good is health if I don't have much money? And what good is money if I have no friends?" Many years passed and still he worried -- he couldn't decide on health or wealth or power or money or the dozens of other ideas that kept cropping up. Finally, in desperation, he cried out, "Someone tell me what to ask for!" And he heard a gentle voice from within answer: "Ask to be content, no matter what you get."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Be content! There is a sense in which that is the underlying message of the Gospels. Deep down at the center of all of us, there is the longing for wholeness of life: to be complete persons; to get it all together; to have peace of mind and soul; to be free of anxiety and frustration. "My peace," Jesus says, "is My gift to you." In and through Jesus Christ, God gives us peace. Yet this is no ordinary, worldly peace. "I do not give it as the world gives it," Jesus tells us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Linda, a college freshman, was decidedly discontented with the young men who kept trying to date her. After listening to her complaints about each one of them, her roommate offered to arrange a blind date. "Would you prefer a Southern boy or a Northern boy?" she asked. "What's the difference?" Linda inquired. Her roommate explained, "Southern boys are more romantic. They will take you walking in the moonlight and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. Northern boys are more active. They like to go places and do exciting things." Linda pondered the contrast, then asked, "Could you please find me a Southern boy from as far North as possible?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We often try to negotiate with life in like manner. We register discontent with our mere human glimpse of the Mystery of God and the Mystery of life that has been revealed to us in and through the Lord Jesus. As far as possible, we want to put our own "spin" on it, so to speak. And sooner or later we discover that we're going down a blind alley -- a way of life which magnifies our discontent in our search for wholeness of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;For some of us, the search for wholeness of life is an endless cycle of having to go one better than our peers. For others of us, it becomes simply the business of being seen: our good looks, perhaps; or our clothes. We use all kinds of gimmicks to try to find fulfillment but, sooner or later, we are confronted with the truth: the gimmicks don't work!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Face this squarely, and you can begin to acknowledge deep down inside, that God is trying to get through to you with the only genuine source of wholeness of life: the love that is revealed to us in Jesus Christ. Until you come to terms with that reality, you are wasting time and effort. The sources of temporary satisfaction will let you down, ultimately. As it has been beautifully said,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I know that myself exists and I know that God exists, and the whole business of living is getting the two together.1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The story of the laborers in the vineyard in today's Gospel begins with Jesus' statement, "Now the Kingdom of Heaven is like ..." (Mt. 20:1). The owner of the vineyard hires some field workers and agrees to pay them a fair wage. After they have labored for several hours, he hires additional workers. And when the day's work is over, he pays the first workers the agreed upon wage and he pays those who came later the same wage. Whereupon, the first workers who labored longer than the others, register their discontent. "You have treated them the same as us," they grumble. To which the owner replies, "Why be envious because I am generous?" Jesus then concludes the parable, saying, "Thus the last will be first and the first last" (Mt. 20:16).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Quakers tell the story of one of their number who put up a sign on a vacant piece of ground next to his house. The sign read,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I WILL GIVE THIS LOT TO ANYONE WHO IS REALLY SATISFIED!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A wealthy farmer rode by, read the sign, then went to the owner's house. He said to the Quaker, "I may as well have the land you are offering because I qualify: I am rich. I have everything I need. I am satisfied." "Are thee really satisfied?" the Quaker asked. "Yes, I have everything I need and I am well satisfied," said the rich man. "My friend," said the Quaker, "if thee is satisfied, why does thee want my land?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the Gospels, Jesus gives us a sign that reads,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I will give peace of mind and heart and soul, I will give contentment to all persons who acknowledge the Gospel Truth of a loving God who wants them to express their love for Him through their love for one another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;God is Love! The Mystery of God is the Mystery of Love! In God's Wisdom, we are given our best human glimpse into this awesome Mystery in and through our love for one another. And, in God's Wisdom, that is enough for now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Be satisfied ... Be content! And live accordingly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-486116047968579131?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/486116047968579131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=486116047968579131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/486116047968579131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/486116047968579131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-satisfied-25th-sunday.html' title='be satisfied 25th sunday A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWXSticKlLM/TnSq7gN3_CI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x-nSobgefC4/s72-c/DSC00921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4635435301084634409</id><published>2011-08-20T10:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:18:07.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Was The Suffering Servant 21st in ordinary time A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dANH_BpkDHo/Tk_CFrFWZNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RiqOjN4KMRU/s1600/DSC00208.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dANH_BpkDHo/Tk_CFrFWZNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RiqOjN4KMRU/s320/DSC00208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642942260838819026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Times;font-size:7;color:#680000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Los Angeles Times Syndicate published a story of a commercial airline flight cancellation which resulted in a long line of travelers trying to get booked on another flight. One man in the line grew increasingly impatient with the slow-moving line. Suddenly, he pushed his way to the front and angrily demanded a first-class ticket on the next available flight. "I'm sorry," said the ticket agent, "but I'll have to first take care of the people who were ahead of you in the line." The irate man then pounded his fist on the ticket counter, saying, "Do you have any idea who I am?" Whereupon, the ticket agent picked up the public address microphone and said, "Attention please! There is a gentleman at the ticket counter who does not know who he is. If there is anyone in the airport who can identify him, please come to the counter." Hearing this, the man retreated, and the people waiting in line burst into applause.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Today's Gospel includes the Apostle Peter's answer to the question of Jesus' identity. "Who do you say that I am?" Jesus asks. "You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God," Peter answers (Mt. 16:15-16). Perhaps Peter did not at first realize the full significance of his own confession. Maybe it was only on the other side of Good Friday and Easter that Peter truly understood that Jesus is the Christ who has come to save us from sin, from bondage, from spiritual emptiness, and even from death itself. Jesus is the Christ -- the Anointed One -- who anoints us with the saving Grace of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Matthew's Gospel says: "From then on Jesus (the Messiah) started to indicate to His disciples that He must go to Jerusalem and suffer greatly there at the hands of the elders and the chief priests, and the scribes, and to be put to death ..." (Mt. 16:21). For Jesus, going to Jerusalem meant suffering, rejection, anger, resentment, loneliness, betrayal, violence and ultimately death. And from here on through the life of Christ, we get this pictorial image of Him literally moving into His pain. He knows that if He goes to Jerusalem there will be pain and suffering, and He literally leans into it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;It is important for us to think about this because many of us are living what might be called a "pain- avoidance" style of life. The basic principal on which we operate is "Avoid pain at all costs." We fear pain, we run away from pain, we try to escape pain. The moment the first pain comes we reach for the aspirin bottle. Television, of course, has helped school us to do this. We've all seen the TV commercials with the two stomachs. In one of them, the Bufferin has already begun its journey to the brain and, in the other, the poor plain aspirin tablet isn't even half-dissolved. We're easy marks for that kind of commercial graphic because we've been conditioned to go for the fast one, the instant remedy for pain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Avoid the pain!" Sometimes that is good counsel, obviously. A class of ten-year-olds had been asked to write a little essay on "Care of the Teeth." One student wrote,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"1) See your dentist often, 2) Brush your teeth after every meal, 3) Watch out for shovels at the drinking fountain."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;That's good advice: watch for those shoves which are going to inflict pain. But the trouble is, some of us spend so much time watching out for shoves that we are never able to drink deeply of the water of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I am not suggesting that we go out and look for pain. That is a form of sickness in itself. What I am suggesting is that in a full, rich, human life, some pain is absolutely unavoidable -- sometimes because of circumstances beyond our control and sometimes not. As it was with Jesus, often when we stand up for what is right and for what we believe in, we might well expect to suffer for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus could have avoided the pain in Jerusalem. He was tempted to do that even until the last night of His life in Gethemane. Jesus struggled with the problem of pain. But because there was a higher truth, a higher value, a higher reality involved -- the Rule of God, the Kingdom of God -- He did not avoid the pain. It was unavoidable if He were to be true to what He was called to be and to do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, after Peter's confession of faith, Jesus orders His disciples not to tell anyone He is the Messiah, But why? The answer is that the people of His own time -- even His closest friends -- refused to accept Him as He really was. They had their own fixed notions about this. The Messiah was to be a warrior-king, a political leader who would restore national independence. He would lead them to glorious victory and reign over them as a triumphant king.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;They were unable as yet to grasp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;the notion that Jesus was not that kind of Messiah at all; that He was the "Suffering Servant" whose ministry would lead Him into the pain of Gethsemane and Calvary and ignominious death on the Cross. Jesus had to endure the pain and the death so that through Him, God might reveal to the fullest His infinite love for us. And so Jesus moved into His pain; He went to Jerusalem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;This is the image the Gospel holds up to us as we reflect on the meaning not only of our own pain, but also the pain of others. We lean into our own pain to discover meaning. And our Christian ministry of service sensitizes us to the pain and suffering of others -- our wives and husbands, sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, our friends and neighbors, and strangers along the way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Like most large newspapers, the Washington Post has a room filled with file folders which contain reference information on people from every walk of life. In each file, the famous person is identified by a notation about occupation or vocation, such as, "motion picture star" or "oil tycoon" or "social reformer." A visitor to the Washington Post offices reports looking up the file on Jesus Christ. In the folder, someone has identified Jesus with a single word: "martyr." That's not a bad answer to the question of who Jesus is, but neither is it the complete answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Who do you say that I am?" Jesus asked, and Peter said, "You are the Christ, the Son of the living God." Peter answered very well that day, but he can't answer for you or for me today. Even within the community of the Church, there remains the necessity of a personal confession of faith. Each of us must make up our own mind about this Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4635435301084634409?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4635435301084634409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4635435301084634409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4635435301084634409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4635435301084634409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-was-suffering-servant-21st-in.html' title='He Was The Suffering Servant 21st in ordinary time A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dANH_BpkDHo/Tk_CFrFWZNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RiqOjN4KMRU/s72-c/DSC00208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-1986402869439314637</id><published>2011-08-13T16:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T16:53:32.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>assumption of the blessed Virgin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;HAPPINESS IS DOING GOD'S WILL&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;The Good News about God is that He loves you and wants you to experience the good life. But He has given you freedom -- freedom to say "Yes!" or "No!" You can obey or you can disobey. You can follow Jesus or you can go your own way. "He who obeys the commandments he has received from Me is the man who loves Me," Jesus said. The consequences, or the fruit, of freely choosing to say "Yes!" to God is love. Obeying God is learning how to love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Don't talk about it. Forget your own good intentions. Stop picking and choosing and making excuses to yourself and others. Empty yourself of all that "self-help" knowledge you've acquired about "Looking Out For Number One." Get on with it! Do it! "Do God's Will as I have revealed it to you," Jesus is telling us, over-and-over again. But He doesn't leave it there. He doesn't leave it hanging. He lets us in on the secret of the joy -- the true happiness -- of holy obedience. He tells us that if we enter through the narrow gate -- the disciplined way of obedience -- we will find wholeness of life. We will become the tree that bears rich fruit. Our life's house will be built on a solid foundation that will withstand any storm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Obedience to God's Will opens up the whole secret of life for you. Jesus is telling you that obedience to the Will of God -- actually doing what the Lord teaches you to do -- is the only way to achieve genuine joy, happiness, fulfillment, peace of soul, wholeness of life. We say these things -- week-after-week we say them -- but do we really believe them enough, trust them enough, have enough faith in them to act accordingly? Or do we keep on frantically pushing and shoving, and manipulating, and trying to have our own way -- fighting God right to the bitter end?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;In a magazine cartoon, a mother and father are arguing over junior's budding musical career. "Very well," the exasperated father exclaims, "have it your way. So he'll grow up to be a tuba virtuoso. But can't he just take lessons? Does he have to practice?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Absurd as it may seem, that is exactly what we're saying about our own lives if we're travelling down the middle of the road paved with good intentions. We talk about living a virtuoso Christian life but we don't want to practice it. We're trying to meet with Christ on our own terms. But it can't be done. We cannot simply talk our way into His company.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;"He who obeys the commandments he has received from Me is the man who loves Me." The person who loves Jesus is the person who relates to others in the spirit of compassion, the spirit of concerned, caring, loving service. Do it now -- in your very next encounter with a human being. It's true: practice does make perfect.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;In today's Gospel Lesson, in the person of Mary -- a "mother-To-Be" -- Luke presents to us the perfect example of trust in God's Holy Will. When informed by God's messenger that she would give birth to the Messiah, Mary immediately gave her faith response. "I am the handmaid of the Lord," she said, "let what you have said be done to me" (Lk. 1:38). And then, Luke tells us, "Mary set out...and went as quickly as she could to visit her cousin, Elizabeth (who also was pregnant), and to tell her the good news. Elizabeth joyfully greeted her, saying, "Of all women you are the most blessed, and blessed is the fruit of your womb...The moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leaped for joy. Yes, blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled" (Lk. 1:42,44-45).And there we have the secret of "blessedness," the secret of "happiness," the secret of a fruitful Christian living a fruitful life: to let it be done to you as God wills; to do as God wills; to love one another as He has loved us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;What is happiness? The Apostle Paul has given us the formula:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Because you are God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, clothe yourselves with heartfelt mercy, with kindness, and humility and meekness and patience. Bear with one another, forgive whatever grievances you have against one another. Forgive as the Lord has forgiven you. Over all these virtues, put on love, which binds the rest together and makes them perfect. Christ's peace must reign in your hearts (Col. 3:12-15).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;I send you love, I send you light; I bless your soul with all my might.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;I give you all that I can give, And pray that it will help you live A life that's full, a life that's free, At one with peace and harmony.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;And in return I ask one thing: That you accept the gift I bring. And worry not about what you In return for me can do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;For my reward is in the thrill That comes from having served God's Will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-1986402869439314637?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/1986402869439314637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=1986402869439314637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1986402869439314637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1986402869439314637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/08/assumption-of-blessed-virgin.html' title='assumption of the blessed Virgin'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-5190512780995004115</id><published>2011-06-23T18:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:27:17.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>corpus christi</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times"&gt;Augustinian nun Juliana of Liège had a vision in which a glistening full moon appeared to her. The moon was perfect but for some hollow dark spots which she was told represented the absence of a feast of the Eucharist. This led to the celebration of Corpus Christi which was introduced into the church calendar in 1264. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;Why do we need a feast of the Eucharist? A feast like this affords us the opportunity to give God collective thanks for Christ’s abiding presence with us which is made visible in the Eucharist. It is also an opportunity for us to seek a better understanding of the sacrament of the Body and Blood of Christ and to order our attitude to it accordingly, since the Eucharist is a sacrament of life which, if misused, could bring about the opposite effect. As St Paul wrote to the Corinthians, “&lt;b&gt;All who eat and drink in an unworthy manner, without discerning the Lord’s body eat and drink judgment against themselves. For this reason many of you are weak and ill, and some have died”&lt;/b&gt; (1 Corinthians 11:29-30).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;In order to arrive at a better understanding of the Eucharist we need to ask why Jesus gave us this sacrament in the first place. A closer reading of today's gospel or, better still, the whole of the Eucharistic discourse in John 6 from which it is taken provides useful answers. From the reading we find that there are two main reasons Jesus gave us this sacrament. (1) Jesus promised to be with us until the end of time (Matthew 28:20). In the Eucharist he provides a visible sign and an effective means of him being present to us and us being present to him. As Jesus himself said, “&lt;b&gt;Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood abide in me, and I in them&lt;/b&gt;.” (2) Jesus said that he came that we may have life and have it to the full (John 10:10). In the Eucharist he provides a visible means of communicating this life to us so that we can be fully alive both in this world and in the next.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times"&gt;The Jews that Jesus was addressing in John 6 had gathered to ask him for more bread. Jesus promised to give them the sacramental bread and blood instead. But in their worldly frame of mind they could not understand or appreciate the sacrament. They disputed among themselves, saying, “&lt;b&gt;How can this man give us his flesh to eat?&lt;/b&gt;” (v. 52). Jesus reaffirmed that “&lt;b&gt;My flesh is true food and my blood is true drink&lt;/b&gt;” (v. 55). They ended up distancing themselves from the Eucharist because the sacramental language makes no sense in a world of materialism.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times"&gt;The same problem that these early would-be followers of Jesus had is still with us today. If we approach the Eucharist with a materialistic mentality we fail to understand and so lose the benefits of such a wonderful gift of God’s love. The Eucharist is true food and drink but at the same time it is very different from every other food and drink. The great difference lies in these words of Christ which St Augustine heard in prayer, “&lt;b&gt;You will not change me into yourself as you would food of your flesh; but you will be changed into me.&lt;/b&gt;” We transform ordinary food into our own bodies but the food of the Eucharist transforms us into the body of Christ. Ludwig Feuerbach's statement that we become what we eat is never more true that in the Eucharistic experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:16.0pt; font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times"&gt;Why then do many of us who receive the Eucharist not experience more of this radical transformation? Maybe this story will throw more light on the question. A team of Russians and Americans were on a common expedition. Among their cabin foodstuff was Russian black bread. It was tasty but hard on the teeth. It happened during a meal that an American bit into a piece and snapped a tooth. He threw the bread overboard and growled: “Lousy Communist bread.” The Russian countered: “Is not lousy communist bread. Is rotten capitalist tooth.” If we do not experience the transforming power of the Eucharist it is probably not on account of a lousy Eucharist but on account of our rotten faith. Let us today approach the Eucharist with a more lively faith in the real presence of Jesus in the Eucharist and we shall experience therein God's saving power and transforming love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-5190512780995004115?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/5190512780995004115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=5190512780995004115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5190512780995004115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5190512780995004115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/06/corpus-christi.html' title='corpus christi'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-3253291393633332712</id><published>2011-04-09T16:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:12:02.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5th sunday of Lent year A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslTbxN-H1s/TaC9jD-T16I/AAAAAAAAANg/0SfcgZiJ3y4/s1600/DSC00061.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslTbxN-H1s/TaC9jD-T16I/AAAAAAAAANg/0SfcgZiJ3y4/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593679147253880738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;What do we do is the question in today’s Gospel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Old Mr. Cruz lay in his bed, dying. In fact, he had been dying for several weeks. And, during that time, Father Michael, his parish priest, had visited him almost daily. Then, one night, when the weather outside was frightful, old Mr. Cruz took a turn for the worse. "Mary," he called out, "Mary, come quickly" --and his wife came running to his bedside. "Mary," he said, "my time has come. I'm being called to the bosom of the Lord. Please call the rabbi from the synagogue around the corner. Hurry, please!" Mary was astonished. "Call the rabbi?" she said. "Poor darling, I think your fever's running high. I'll just call Father Michael." Again the dying man begged, "Please call the rabbi before its too late." Mary clasped her hands and looked up toward heaven. "Lord, forgive my raving husband. He must have gone out of his mind. Why else would he be asking for the rabbi instead of his friend, Father Michael, in his last hour?" Hearing this, old Patrick lifted his eyelids and said, "Because there's a terrible storm blowing outside and I don't want a priest to come out on a night like this! Call the rabbi!" The Gospel tells us Martha and Mary calls for Jesus to tell him about their dying brother. Then Lazarus died. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What are they going to do? Let say you found a dead donkey in your front yard.&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well there is this story about a priest who woke up one morning, looked out the window and saw a dead donkey in his front yard. He hadn't the slightest idea how it got there, but he knew he had to get rid of it. He called the Sanitation Department. He called several other agencies, but no one in the bureaucracy seemed able to help him. In desperation, he called the mayor and asked what could be done. The mayor must have been having a bad day. "Why bother me with your problem," he answered. "You're a clergyman. It's your job to bury the dead." Whereupon the clergyman lost his cool and snapped back, "Well, I just thought I'd better notify the next of kin." If you have a dead donkey on the front yard of your life this morning and you don't know what to do with it, the Resurrection Power of God is present to you at that point of need. What do we do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A story came over the news wire services about a man who had died. After his burial, a letter from the County Department of Social Services arrived at his home. The letter said, in part: Your food stamps will be stopped effective March 2011 because we received notice that you passed away. You may reapply if there is a change in your circumstances.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, After having said to Lazarus' sister Martha, "Your brother will rise again...I AM THE RESURRECTION AND THE LIFE," Jesus brings Lazarus back to life. (Jn. 11:23,25).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"I am the Resurrection and the life." On the first Easter Sunday those words came alive. It was then that Jesus' followers realized that the Almighty God was present in the death of Jesus Christ in a way that conquered death. Think about that! Death, our greatest enemy, is overcome once and for all. Think about that! THE SIGN OF THIS RESURRECTION POWER WHICH JESUS GAVE WHEN HE RAISED UP LAZARUS IS A REALITY IN EVERY ONE OF OUR LIVES.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The process of moving from death to Resurrection is going on in our lives at this very moment. Because ours is a Resurrection Faith, we know there is a new world coming: coming in joy; coming in peace; coming in love; coming in brotherhood. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Last year, a college newspaper offered a prize to the person who submitted the best definition of life. The entries came pouring. Among them:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Life is a joke that isn't funny...Life is the jail sentence we get for the crime of being born...Life is a disease for which there is only one cure: death."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;But there is another vision, a positive vision, a Gospel-truth vision of life which provides direction and purpose and meaning for our lives; which opens us to the experience of a Loving God's Presence in our lives; which enables us to face any anxiety or fear with genuine hope in the Lord's promise to be with us always.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A medical doctor tells this moving story of a wonderful Christian mother and her five-year-old son who was in the hospital dying of a painful cancer:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;One morning, before the mother arrived at the hospital,&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;a nurse heard the little boy saying, "I hear the bells! I hear the bells! They're ringing!" Over and over that morning nurses and staff heard him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When the mother arrived she asked one of the nurses how her son was doing, and the nurse replied, "Oh, he's hallucinating today. It's probably the medication. He's not making sense. He keeps on saying he hears bells."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Then that beautiful mother's face came alive with understanding, and she shook her finger at the nurse and said, "You listen to me. He is not hallucinating and he's not out of his head because of any medicine. I told him weeks ago that when the pain in his chest got bad and it was hard to breathe, it meant he was going to leave us. It meant he was going to go to heaven -- and that when the pain got really bad he was to look up into the corner of his room -- towards heaven -- and listen for the bells of heaven -- because they'd be ringing for him!" With that, she marched down the hall, swept into her little son's room, swooped him out of his bed, and rocked him in her arms until the sounds of ringing bells were only quiet echoes, and he was gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"You'll never convince me," the doctor said, "that that great woman in her gallant act of mothering did not leave the hospital a different place from what she found it! In today's, Gospel Jesus, by raising Lazarus, gives us a truly awesome definition of life! "Life is stronger than death," He is telling us. And because of this Gospel truth, in God's own time this world of ours will be a different place from the one we found.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We can talk, talk, talk forever about the Resurrection Power of God working in the world and still miss the point if we fail to realize that to accept Jesus as the "Resurrection and the Life" is to accept simultaneously His call to action. This does not mean that you are called to solve the world's problems all by yourself, but it does mean that there is something God is depending on you to do. There are limits to your resources, your strength, your money, your power, but there is always something you can do through the Resurrection Power of God that lies deep within you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Season of Lent is a time to take stock, see what resources we do have and to emphasize these instead of those we do not have:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I am only one; but I am one. I cannot do everything, But I can do something. What I can do I ought to do; And what I ought to do, By the grace of God I will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-3253291393633332712?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/3253291393633332712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=3253291393633332712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3253291393633332712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3253291393633332712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/04/5th-sunday-of-lent-year.html' title='5th sunday of Lent year A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UslTbxN-H1s/TaC9jD-T16I/AAAAAAAAANg/0SfcgZiJ3y4/s72-c/DSC00061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-2923211313444936665</id><published>2011-04-01T15:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:19:58.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4th sunday of lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMks4BZa5e8/TZYlVoerIbI/AAAAAAAAANY/FAeqeq-ujA8/s1600/davao2010%2B164.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMks4BZa5e8/TZYlVoerIbI/AAAAAAAAANY/FAeqeq-ujA8/s320/davao2010%2B164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590697041000604082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;Today's gospel centers on the analogy and distinction between physical and spiritual blindness, as do most of the Gospel miracle stories where Jesus heals blind people. The early Christians saw physical blindness as a metaphor for the spiritual blindness which prevents people from recognizing and coming to Jesus. These stories testify, therefore, to the power of Jesus to heal not just the blindness of the eye but, above all, the blindness of the heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;The clue that the evangelist intended this story to be read on these two levels, physical and spiritual, is found at the tail end of the story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;Jesus said, "I came into this world for judgment so that those who do not see may see, and those who do see may become blind." Some of the Pharisees near him heard this and said to him, "Surely we are not blind, are we?" Jesus said to them, "If you were blind, you would not have sin. But now that you say, 'We see,' your sin remains."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt; (John 9:39-41)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;The mission statement that Jesus gives here is valid not only for the Pharisees but also for the men and women of our time. To learn from Jesus we must first admit our ignorance, to be healed we must first acknowledge our blindness, to be forgiven we must confess our sins. The I'm-OK-you're-OK mentality so prevalent today may in fact not be too far from the mentality of the Pharisees. The great archbishop Fulton J. Sheen used to say that in the past only Catholics believed in the Immaculate Conception but today everybody thinks they are immaculately conceived and, therefore, sinless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;From earliest times today's gospel story has been associated with baptism. Just as the blind man went down into the waters of Siloam and came up whole, so also believers who are immersed into the waters of baptism come up spiritually whole, totally healed of the blindness with which we are born. For, like the blind man in the gospel, we are all born blind - spiritually, that is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;It is, in fact, a story of how a blind man who used to sit and beg became a disciple who went about witnessing to Jesus. As in last week's story of the conversion of the Samaritan woman by Jacob's well, this story of the healing of the blind man shows that the one thing you need to qualify to bear witness to Jesus is not doing a certain kind of studies but having a certain kind of experience. The crisis of faith in our time is not very different from the crisis of faith of the Pharisees, namely, thinking that true piety means knowing and following the Book. But Christianity has a lot more to do with knowing and following the Person, the person of our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;The crisis of membership and commitment we have in our churches today can be traced to the understanding in the past that being a Christian was a matter of following certain doctrines and rituals. The most important thing, bringing people into a relationship with Jesus was neglected. The irony of the situation is that it is only after such a personal relationship with the Lord that people can begin to appreciate the importance of church worship and doctrine for the life of faith. Faith experience comes before theology. That is why the blind man arrived at the true faith in Jesus before the learned Pharisees. So, when in our ministry we stress doctrine and ritual over personal encounter with the Lord, one begins to wonder whether we are not putting the cart before the horse. Let us today admit our spiritual blindness and pray with St Augustine of Hippo in the spirit of Lent and today's gospel: "Lord that we may see." The Lord will give us light and spiritual insight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-2923211313444936665?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/2923211313444936665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=2923211313444936665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2923211313444936665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2923211313444936665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/04/4th-sunday-of-lent.html' title='4th sunday of lent'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMks4BZa5e8/TZYlVoerIbI/AAAAAAAAANY/FAeqeq-ujA8/s72-c/davao2010%2B164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-2341743970123866915</id><published>2011-03-26T15:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:25:13.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd sunday of lent. A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqqMd-BtRrA/TY49jyo3CmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0YlDbNHaDSo/s1600/davao2010%2B112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqqMd-BtRrA/TY49jyo3CmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0YlDbNHaDSo/s320/davao2010%2B112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588471872711232098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:14.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;font-size:14.0pt;color:black;"&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Belief, Love, Truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A woman was driving along a country road when she noticed an old man sitting on a fence rail watching the cars go by. The driver stopped to ask for directions and, after receiving them, she remarked, "I don't think I could stand living out here as you do. You don't really see much and you probably don't travel like I do. I'm on the go all the time." The old man looked down at the stranger and drawled, "I don't see much difference in what I'm doing and what you're doing. I set on the fence and watch the autos go by, and you set in your auto and watch the fences go by. It's just the way you look at things."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;And, you know, that's what our worship experience is all about. Some of us are frequent travelers; some of us are not. Some of us are on the go all the time; some of us are not. But however varied our day-to-day activities may be, the worship experience is our great equalizer. We come together as Christ's people because "It's just the way we look at things." It's just the way we look at life. It's just the way we look at truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus is "on the go" -- traveling through Samaria. At midday He arrives at a village called Sychar. The sun is at its hottest, and He stands alone at a well to which the villagers come for water. a woman comes to draw water from the well and they begin to talk. Jesus is thirsty, but He has nothing with which to draw water from the well. So He asks the woman to give Him a drink. The woman seems startled. She reminds Jesus that she is a Samaritan and He is a Jew, and that a Jew just doesn't talk to a Samaritan. Nevertheless, Jesus breaks the tradition and not only speaks to the woman but also asks her for a small service. "How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a woman of Samaria?" she asks (Jn. 4:9). Jesus answers, "If you knew the Gift of God, and who it is that is saying to you, 'Give Me a drink,' you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water" (Jn. 4:10). "Sir, I perceive that You are a prophet," the woman says to Jesus. "Our fathers worshiped on this mountain; and You say that in Jerusalem is the place where men ought to worship" (Jn.4:19-20). To which Jesus replies, "Woman, believe Me, the hour is coming when neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem will you worship the Father ... the hour is coming, and now is, when the true worshippers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for such the Father seeks to worship Him. God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth" (Jn. 4:21,23-24). Hearing this, the woman says, "I know the Messiah is coming (He who is called Christ); when He comes, He will show us all things." Jesus says to her, "I who speak to you am He" (Jn. 4:25-26).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When you know the Gift of God, you are empowered to worship the Father in spirit and truth. In his Letter to the Romans, Paul describes the Gift in these words:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;... God shows His love for us in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us (Rom.5:8).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We gather together with Christ in our midst, as a Spirit- filled community, to say, "That's just the way we look at things ... the way we look at life ... the way we look at truth!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"While we were yet sinners Christ died for us"-- that's the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"For God sent the Son into the world, not to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through Him" (Jn. 3:17) -- that's the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends" (Jn. 15:12-13) -- that's the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven; give and it will be given to you ... for the measure you give is the measure you get back" (Lk. 6:37-38) -- that's, the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. For by one Spirit we were all baptized into one body ... If one member suffers, all suffer together; if one member is honored, all rejoice together" (I Cor. 12:12-13,26) -- that's the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude ... Love bears all things, believes all things ... So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love" (I Cor. 13:4-7,13) -- that's the way we look at things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Apostle Paul has written:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"... sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under Grace. What then? Are we to sin because we are not under law but under Grace? By no means ! ... thanks be to God, that you who were once slaves of sin have become obedient from the heart to the standard of teaching to which you were committed" (Rom. 6:15,17).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The story is told of a little girl named Jenny whose father had an extremely rigid, legalistic, self- righteous way of looking at religion. And, after years of nay-saying and judging other people's actions in terms of easy blacks and whites, he became so cynical it seemed to little Jenny that every time he opened his mouth it was to say, "We don't believe in that, do we?" One day, Jenny was walking with her father near the duck pond on the family farm. Jenny ran to the edge of the pond and screamed with delight. One of the ducks had hatched her eggs and was now tending to a half dozen or more fluffy little "cheep-cheeping" new-born creatures. Little Jenny pondered the scene for a while, then looked up at her father and said, "Daddy, we beweeve in ducks, don't we?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Yes Jenny, we "beweeve" in ducks and we believe in their Creator who is the Creator of your life, and your daddy's life, and our life and all of life. We believe in the one Father of us all who created us out of His infinite love for us. We believe in the one Father of us all who loves us so much He wants for His own -- eternally His -- in His coming Kingdom of Love. We believe in the one Father of us all who gave us the Gift of His only Son, to teach us how to love Him in return through our love for one another.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We believe this from the heart. That's the way we look at things at the deepest level of our being. And, in that Spirit -- the Spirit of Love -- we celebrate these life-giving, life-enriching, life-saving truths!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The worship experience is a limitless wellspring for our life-enrichment (that is to say, for drawing us closer to God). At times, God comes quickly in the quietness and yearning of silent prayer. Sometimes God comes quickly in the special moments of communion. Sometimes God comes quickly in the sudden flash of a new awareness, a fresh idea, a sincere resolution, a lively hope. But always He comes quickly when, freely responding to His holy Will, we come to worship in spirit and truth -- that is to say, when we look at things in the Spirit of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-2341743970123866915?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/2341743970123866915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=2341743970123866915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2341743970123866915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2341743970123866915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/03/3rd-sunday-of-lent.html' title='3rd sunday of lent. A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqqMd-BtRrA/TY49jyo3CmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0YlDbNHaDSo/s72-c/davao2010%2B112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-2926957074186035521</id><published>2011-03-20T08:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:19:44.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd sunday of lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DDzcx2Do2h0/TYXw2yeWpBI/AAAAAAAAANI/vA6fj6OZnlE/s1600/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DDzcx2Do2h0/TYXw2yeWpBI/AAAAAAAAANI/vA6fj6OZnlE/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586135736875656210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the lore of a tribe in West Africa, there is a story called "The Legend of the Sky Maiden." The story begins when members of the tribe are facing a milk shortage. Their cows are not producing like they used to. A young man volunteers to watch over the cows at night in search of a clue to what might be happening. He hides himself behind some bushes and waits. Finally, he sees something extraordinary ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A young woman of astonishing beauty rides a moonbeam down from heaven to earth carrying a large pail. She milks the cows, fills her pail, and climbs back up the moonbeam to the sky. The young man cannot believe his eyes. He must learn more about this mysterious maiden who comes down from the sky. So he sets a trap near the cow barn and the next night, when the maiden comes down to milk the cows, he captures her. "Who are you?" he asks. "I am a sky maiden," she replies. "I live with my tribe up in the sky, where we have no food of our own. It is the duty of us sky maidens to come down to earth at night to find food. But, please sir, release me from this net and I will do anything you ask." The young man replies, "I will release you if you promise to marry me." "I will marry you," the maiden says, "but first you must allow me to return home to prepare myself." The young man agrees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When the sky maiden returns, she is carrying a large box. "Take this and keep it for me," she says to the young man. "Then I will marry you and be a good wife. But you must promise never to look inside the box." They live happily together for a time. Then, one day, when his wife is not at home, the young man opens the box and looks inside. The box is empty. When the wife returns, seeing that her husband has opened the box, she says, "Because you looked inside the box I cannot remain with you any longer. I must leave." "Why?" her husband asks. "What is so terrible about looking into an empty box?" She answers: "I'm not leaving you because you opened the box. I thought you would. I'm leaving you because you said it is empty. It isn't empty. It contains the light and air and smells of my home in the sky. When I went home I filled that box with everything that is most precious to me. How can I be your wife if what is most precious to me is emptiness to you?"1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When God made the earth, He filled it with everything that is most precious to Him! Can we look at God's good earth and not experience the fullness of it? Can we look at what is most precious to God and not experience the beauty of it? Can we look at what is most precious to God and not experience the glory of it? Can we look at what is most precious to God and not experience the awe and wonder of it? Or have we lost our capacity for reverence? Have we lost our sense of the sacred in God's creation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Harold Kushner, one of today's most widely-read inspirational writers, says it in these words:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To the geologist, mountains are evidence of seismic activity, the process of reshaping the earth's surface over the course of millennia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To the tourist, mountains are sometimes beautiful, sometimes inconvenient features of a landscape.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To the skier, snow-covered mountains are an opportunity to enjoy a challenging outdoor activity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To the religious person, a mountain is where God and human beings meet. It symbolizes reaching up to touch Heaven, and Heaven bending down toward earth. (So the ancient Greeks told stories of the gods living atop the tallest mountains, and the Bible describes Moses climbing a mountain to receive the tablets of the Law from God).2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;And in our Gospel Lesson today, the New Testament writer describes an awesome mountaintop experience of God by Jesus and three of the disciples:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;... Jesus took with Him Peter and James and John his brother, and led them up a high mountain ... And He was transfigured before them, and His face shone like the sun, and His garments became white as light ... lo, a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the cloud said, "This is My beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased. Listen to Him."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the Transfiguration Event, God's Presence in Jesus Christ shone through to the disciples so intensely they found themselves in the presence of another world where time no longer exists and where there is no mistaking the voice of God: "This is My beloved Son. He is most precious to Me ... Listen to Him!" And "when the disciples heard this they fell on their faces and were filled with awe" (Mt. 17:6).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To the disciples who witnessed it, the Transfiguration Event was awesome -- so awesome in fact that they didn't want to leave when&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;it was over. They actually had seen the glory of God shining through the Body of Christ. Of course they wanted to stay on the mountaintop to reflect and meditate on the wondrous vision. Of course they wanted to build a chapel to commemorate it. Of course they wanted to stay with Jesus in the place where they had just spent the supreme moment of their lives. But in that supreme moment, they had heard the voice of God say, "Listen to Him!" And, of course they had to obey Jesus when He ordered them to go back down the mountain to where there were people in need -- and minister to them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To us disciples of Christ who have come together in this place, shouldn't this worship event be awesome? The glory of God still shines thorough the Lord Jesus who is in our midst now. The loving Presence of God is made real to us now through the Body of Christ. And the unmistakable voice of God is speaking to us now: "This is My beloved Son who is most precious to Me ... Listen to Him! Follow Him from this place to where there are people in need -- and minister to them!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Lord Jesus Christ is most precious to God. We Christians have no trouble at all accepting that reality. But we do seem to have trouble accepting the reality that we ourselves are precious to God. You and I, and the members of our families, and all our friends, and all our neighbors, and all whom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;we consider to be our enemies, and every passing stranger, and every human person God chooses to create -- all are precious to God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;It seems safe to assume that God enjoys variety ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;He didn't stop with a thousand insect species; He conjured up three hundred thousand species of beetles and weevils alone. In the Book of Job, God points with pride to such oddities of creation as the mountain goat, the wild ass, the ostrich, and the lightening bolt. God lavished color, design, and texture on the world, giving us Pygmies and Watusis, and blond Scandinavians, and swarthy Italians, and big- boned Russians and petite Japanese.3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When God looks out upon His earthly creation, He sees the whole thing. And the variety that He sees is precious to Him. So precious, in fact, that He allows His glory to shine through it, making it possible for us to say, in every human encounter, "I worship the God I see in you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;C. S. Lewis recalled the time when he first started going to Church. "I dislikes the hymns," he said. "I considered them to be fifth-rate poems set to sixth-rate music. But then I realized that the hymns were, nevertheless, being sung with devotion and benefit by an old saint in elastic boots in the opposite pew. Then you realize that you aren't fit to clean his boots, and it gets you out of your solitary conceit."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Allow me to repeat: Every human person God chooses to create is precious to Him. That's awesome! That's beyond our ability to fully comprehend. But by the Grace of God, we do have the ability to say from the heart, in every human encounter, "I worship the God I see in you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-2926957074186035521?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/2926957074186035521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=2926957074186035521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2926957074186035521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2926957074186035521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/03/2nd-sunday-of-lent.html' title='2nd sunday of lent'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DDzcx2Do2h0/TYXw2yeWpBI/AAAAAAAAANI/vA6fj6OZnlE/s72-c/DSC00454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-7843195825970722261</id><published>2011-03-12T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T11:05:16.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sunday of lent 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TlMu1N4MTgY/TXuZtr5-gCI/AAAAAAAAANA/XBjOPywaMc4/s1600/Crucifixion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TlMu1N4MTgY/TXuZtr5-gCI/AAAAAAAAANA/XBjOPywaMc4/s320/Crucifixion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583225173214920738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:24.0pt;color:#680000;"&gt;STEWARDS OF THE FEAST OF LIFE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A man named John Johnson was one of the volunteer workers in the highly organized Stewardship Campaign of a large Church. Being a highly disciplined person, John Johnson meticulously carried out his responsibility. He visited each family that had been assigned to him, without exception, calling back several times if necessary if no one was at home. He filled out with precision the record cards he had been given. He presented the Church's case for the need for loyal support with vigor and enthusiasm. His very last call was to an elderly woman who listened to his pitch for a while but then became very angry. She said to him, "John Johnson, I knew your grandfather, I knew your father and now you come along. You Johnsons are all alike. I've despised you for years and if you don't leave this house I'm going to break this broom over your head." He made a hasty retreat to his car, pulled out the report card and wrote, carefully, "Doubtful prospect."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus is tempted three times by the devil. Like John Johnson, the devil presented his case with vigor and enthusiasm, only to discover that Jesus is a "doubtful prospect." The scenario ends when the devil takes Jesus to a very high mountain and shows Him all the kingdoms of the world, then makes this pitch: "All these I will bestow upon You if You prostrate Yourself in homage before me." Clearly, Jesus perceives that the devil's offer is fraudulent. The kingdoms of the world are not the devil's to give. They are God's, and God's alone. We are merely the caretakers of what we possess. God loves us so much that He has appointed us stewards of His earthly kingdom, and has granted us the privilege of using that which we possess, to His honor and glory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;God has charged us with the responsibility not only of stewardship over material resources but also of human resources. We are stewards not only of things but of life itself. This means in the first place, that I don't own my own body; you don't own your own body. When we abuse our own body, it is not just a matter of abusing something that belongs to us, we are abusing God's property, God's act of creation. This intricate, beautiful thing that God has created--our body--is a temple of the Holy Spirit, Paul says. And we are the stewards of our body. Parents have a problem because they invest so much of their time and energy in their children that before they realize it--subsconsciously, at least--they have acquired a sense of ownership. Parents are stewards, but not owners of their children. Many husbands and wives feel a real sense of ownership toward each other. The same is true in many close- friend or best-friend relationships. It is so easy to slip into this attitude without saying it in so many words but acting it out toward the other person. Some of the deepest experiences of pain involve middle-aged persons and their older parents--parents who still think that they own the child. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Biblical principle of life permeates our whole being, every level of our existence. And it ties back into our reason for being here today, which is to celebrate God and to celebrate God's presence and His power and His love and His promise of fulfillment for each one of us. We celebrate these realities and new life is given to us. But the realization of that new life involves a daily recognition that God is the owner and we are the stewards of His material resources and His human resources as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;All of this, ultimately, is a matter of trust, which is the heart of our response to God. Moreover, God's appointing us stewards is an act of trust on God's part. He trusts us, and when we realize that God is placing His trust in us it puts us in ever closer contact with Him in our daily experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;There was a young man named Buddy who spent two years working in the oil fields of New Mexico in order to earn money for college. One winter day, when he was ninety feet up on the derrick, Buddy slipped on some ice that had formed on the platform he was standing on. As he fell toward the ground, his safety rope took hold. He dangled precariously in the air for a long time before being rescued. Speaking about it later, Buddy could not stop saying how grateful he was to God for saving him. He said that he learned from the experience that he could trust God to watch over him. The friend with whom he was talking asked, "Did you ever fall again?" Buddy said, "No. After that experience I always took a hatchet and some sand with me up to the platform. I would chop the ice away and then spread the sand. The friend, half-jokingly, said, "If you trust God to look after you, why do you take all of those precautions?" To which Buddy replied, "I trust God to look after me, but what I learned in that accident was that God is also trusting me to do my part."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;God is trusting us to do our part as stewards of the feast of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-7843195825970722261?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/7843195825970722261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=7843195825970722261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7843195825970722261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7843195825970722261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/03/1st-sunday-of-lent-2011.html' title='1st sunday of lent 2011'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TlMu1N4MTgY/TXuZtr5-gCI/AAAAAAAAANA/XBjOPywaMc4/s72-c/Crucifixion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-21482824776428078</id><published>2011-02-26T15:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:08:58.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Content With What You Get 8th sunday -A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_dAweCzCw/TWld0g2edLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uNlrwY_Wv8g/s1600/385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_dAweCzCw/TWld0g2edLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uNlrwY_Wv8g/s320/385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578092770228073650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Times;font-size:7;color:#680000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A very wealthy man invited his four married daughters to dinner. "I'm getting on in years," he said to them, "and I've lived a full life for which I'm grateful. But I continue to be disappointed that none of you has given me a grandchild. Tomorrow I'm adding a provision to my will. It will state that the first of you who presents me with a grandchild will receive an extra bonus of one million dollars. Now, let us bow our heads and say Grace." Then he closed his eyes, bowed his head, and said a short prayer. When he opened his eyes and looked up -- everyone was gone!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;We can identify with that situation. Money is a powerful incentive for just about all of us. And that's not all bad. Money has its uses; it can be a healthy incentive. But it is bad when it becomes an obsession.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus confronts us with a radical decision. "No one can serve to masters," He says. "For either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon" (Mt. 6:24).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus continues: "Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink, nor about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?" (Mt. 6:25). Again Jesus is confronting us with a radical choice. Jesus is talking about the kind of anxious worry that leads us away from our dedication to the Rule of God. We cannot live under the Rule of God and under the burden of anxious worry simultaneously.How do we respond? Jesus is telling us in the Gospels that we will conquer anxious worry by trusting God unconditionally. Jesus is telling us that God is trustworthy. Curiously, this can be a real problem for those of us who come to Church regularly. We hear it all the time: Trust God! We hear it so often that we're not listening anymore. We treat it like a tired old cliche, or just another pious saying. But the attitude of trust in God that Jesus teaches us is not merely a surface religious expression, it is the very essence of the Christian life. It is a style of living we learn through the example of the Lord Jesus. It is a style of living in which we trust ourselves so completely to God's loving Presence that we are empowered moment-by-moment and day-by-day to effectively deal with those anxious worries. Notice, I said "deal with," not "get rid of." We'll never be able to get rid of all anxiety. But trusting in God's promise never to abandon us, and trusting in God's promise never to withdraw His love for us, we are able to cast off the destructive anxiety that robs us of life, robs us of the joy of life, robs us of the spiritual nourishment we need to grow into our full human potential. The kind of destructive anxiety that Jesus warns us against turns us in on ourselves. It robs us of the ability to reach out and really be there for others who need our tender loving care.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Perhaps you would be wise to say right now, "I'm going somewhere to hear the Word of God." And if someone should answer, "But you're already hearing the Word of God, right here in Church." Then you might answer, "That's where you're wrong. I no longer hear God's Word. Familiarity has closed my ears. The real meaning of my going is to come home again to this Church and hear it as though for the first time. So I really am on my way to Church to hear the Word of God, though I'll go by way of meditation and prayer and Scripture reading. I'll be gone all through the week, but I'll be back next Sunday."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;What is your biggest anxiety at this moment? Is it a destructive anxious worry over money? Is it some material thing you desperately want but don't really need? Is it the fact that you're getting older -- as it was with a certain senior citizen who said: "Everything is farther away then it used to be. It is twice as far to the corner, and I've noticed that they've added a hill. I've given up running for the bus. It leaves faster than it used to. I ran across an old school chum the other day and he had aged so badly he didn't recognize me. I got to thinking about him this morning as I was combing my hair and glanced at my reflection. They don't make good mirrors anymore either."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Whether your anxious worry of the moment is over your age or your money (or your lack of it), or any one of a thousand other possibilities, Jesus wants you to know that you're not alone. He wants you to know that whether or not you've really been listening to the Word of God, God is always listening to your concerns. "Do not be anxious, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we wear?' ... But seek first His Kingdom ... and all these things shall be yours as well" (Mt. 6:31,33).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus is not telling us to forsake our responsibilities. Rather He is telling us to carry out our responsibilities in a certain crucial context. He is telling us that our attitude toward our work, our money, our position in life, our relationships, must be in harmony with the Rule of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A man had found a magic lantern and, for years, every time he rubbed it a "Genie" would appear to grant his wish. The man was a real worry-bird and, because of his constant anxious worries, he kept the "Genie" busy all the time. This went on for years -- one wish after another -- until, one day, when the man rubbed his magic lantern for the fifth time that week, the Genie appeared and said: "I am sick and tired of your anxious worry and your constant wishing. I have decided to settle this arrangement we have once and for all. I will grant your next three wishes, and nothing more. After that, you're on your own."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The man made his first wish immediately. He asked that his wife would disappear so that he could marry a better woman. His wish came true at once. But when friends and relatives discovered she was gone, they began to recall all the wife's good qualities. This saddened the man and he realized he had been hasty. Where would he find a better woman than his wife? So he asked the Genie to bring her back, and immediately his wish was granted. Now he had but one wish left. He fretted and agonzied and anxiously worried about that third wish. He was determined not to make another mistake, since he would be unable to correct it. He went everywhere for advice. Some people told him to wish for immortality. But if he got sick, he reasoned, what good would immortality be? "Maybe," he told himself, "I should wish for good health." But then he asked himself: "What good is health if I don't have much money? And what good is money if I have no friends?" Many years passed and still he worried -- couldn't decide on health or wealth or power or money or the dozens of other ideas that kept cropping up. Finally, in desperation, he cried out, "Someone tell me what to ask for!" And he heard a gentle voice from within answer: "Ask to be content, no matter what you get."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Ask to be content with what you get. And what you will get, of course, is a gilt-edged guarantee from God Himself: "Seek first the Kingdom of Love, and everything you need for your life's fulfillment shall be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-21482824776428078?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/21482824776428078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=21482824776428078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/21482824776428078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/21482824776428078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-content-with-what-you-get-8th-sunday.html' title='Be Content With What You Get 8th sunday -A'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IG_dAweCzCw/TWld0g2edLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uNlrwY_Wv8g/s72-c/385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-2358032504496904367</id><published>2011-02-19T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:08:58.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Jesus Have It All Wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWYMeOUtFUY/TV_O9OX4z8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/T9kVHsI6BlQ/s1600/324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWYMeOUtFUY/TV_O9OX4z8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/T9kVHsI6BlQ/s320/324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575402414933594050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Times;font-size:7;color:#680000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;font-size:14.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;font-size:14.0pt;color:black;"&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Forgiveness, Vengeance, Love, Forgiveness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Little Johnny was very upset with his brother, Willy. Before he said his night prayers, Johnny's mother said to him, "Now I want you to forgive your brother." But Johnny was not in a forgiving mood. "No, I won't forgive him," he said. Mother tried persuasions of every motherly variety, but nothing worked. Finally, she said, "What if your brother were to die tonight? How would you feel if you knew you hadn't forgiven him?" Johnny gave in -- or so it seemed. "All right, I forgive him," he said, "but if he's alive in the morning, I'll get even with him for what he did to me."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In His introduction to the "Sermon on the Mount," Jesus says, "Do not imagine that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets ... I have come not to abolish but to complete them" (Mt. 5:17).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the Law, God had given His People an enormous capacity for good. Now, Jesus comes in the Spirit and man's capacity for good is expanded. Living under the new Law of Love, man's capacity for good is limitless. In Jesus, man has the capacity, for example, to break through the boundaries imposed by the old law of vengeance ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Late one night, a cheerful truck driver pulled up to a road-side diner for some refreshment. As he was eating, three mean-looking motorcyclists roared up to the diner's entrance. The atmosphere became tense as they stalked in.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Immediately, they selected the truck driver as the target of their meanness. One poured salt and pepper on his head. Another took his apple pie, placed it on the floor and squished it under a dirty boot. The third upset his coffee, causing it to spill in his lap. The truck driver said not a word. He merely arose, walked slowly to the cashier, calmly paid his check and made his exit. "That dude sure ain't much of a fighter," sneered one of the invaders. The waiter behind the counter peered out into the night and then replied, "He doesn't seem to be much of a driver either. He just ran his truck over three motorcycles."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;That is what I would call "instant" vengeance. The revenge couldn't be sweeter. When you think about it, enormous amounts of time and effort are invested in the art of vengeance: to get even; tit-for- tat; you cross me and I'll cross you; an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.In early Old Testament History, it was "a life for a life... a tooth for a tooth... a hand for hand... a foot for foot... a burn for burn... a stripe for stripe." On and on it went, splitting hairs to make the punishment fit the crime in almost every imaginable situation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;At first, vengeance was the rule not only with respect to enemies of Israel but also within the People of Israel. Later, the Rabbis forbade personal vengeance on fellow- Israelites, but not on non-Israelites. And then Jesus came and said a flat "No!" to vengeance. He commanded His followers to forgive their enemies and to suffer wrong rather than repay it. Christians, therefore, should not only not take vengeance on their enemies, they should repay evil with good. Revenge no longer belongs to man. Vengeance no longer is sweet. Revenge is sour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;So says Jesus in today's Gospel,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;You have heard how it was said: Eye for eye and tooth for tooth. But I say this to you: offer the wicked man no resistance. On the contrary, if anyone hits you on the right cheek, offer him the other as well ... You have heard it said you must love your neighbor and hate your enemy. But I say to you: love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you; in this way you will be sons of your Father in Heaven (Mt. 5:38-39,43- 45).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In abolishing the Law of Vengeance in favor of the Law of Love Jesus moves us into the ultimate learning experience. God, through Jesus, has taken up residence in the human condition. In Jesus and in his brother and sister human beings we are given the opportunity to explore the inexhaustible depths of one another's personhood and, thereby, to learn more about who God is and who we are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The reality of another human being is inexhaustible. Each one of us is a mystery to the other: a mystery of joys and sorrows, hopes and fears, strange hurts and even stranger ecstasies. Not least of all we are a mystery to ourselves. It is, in The Apostle Paul's words, only in the Coming Kingdom that "we shall know ourselves even as we are known." But now is the time of exploration and discovery, if only in part.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;All around us there are those who cry out for vengeance and savor sweet revenge. They continue to pile human disaster upon human disaster, but nothing is solved, nothing is learned. The rich get richer and the poor get poorer. Kids leave home because they hate their parents and parents can't wait until the kids clear out. We build a new jail and we need two more.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;One nation develops the capacity to destroy the entire world in a single blow. Another discovers how to do it two times over. And the race goes on from there. That is precisely the way it is in our world today. And God help us as a Church if we don't stop coming apart at the seams every time the Gospel of the Lord contradicts things as they are. Like all correct action, there is everything to gain and nothing to lose in forgiving. When we forgive those who have offended us, we are doing it not only for them but also for ourselves ... Perhaps the major difference between loving and hating is that to love somebody is to be fulfilled and enriched by the experience; to hate somebody is to be diminished and drained by the experience. Lovers, by losing themselves in their loving, find themselves, become their true selves. Haters simply lose themselves, diminish their true selves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-2358032504496904367?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/2358032504496904367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=2358032504496904367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2358032504496904367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/2358032504496904367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2011/02/does-jesus-have-it-all-wrong.html' title='Does Jesus Have It All Wrong?'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWYMeOUtFUY/TV_O9OX4z8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/T9kVHsI6BlQ/s72-c/324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-7577735277796338740</id><published>2010-10-16T08:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T08:59:38.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>unjust judge 29th sunday C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TLmhrvCIBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vnACcu1HbmE/s1600/700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TLmhrvCIBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vnACcu1HbmE/s320/700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528627790305821810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Little Eddie's grandmother loved opera with a passion. She had season tickets every year, and when Eddie arrived at the ripe old age of eight, she decided it was time to take him with her, as a birthday present. So off they went and little Eddie sat squirming through an entire performance of a sombre German opera, in a language he didn't understand. The next day, Eddie's mother told him to write a "Thank You" note to his grandmother. "Dear Granny," Eddie wrote, "thank you for the birthday present. It is what I always wanted, but not very much. Love, Eddie."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;That refreshingly honest response to a birthday gift, is not unlike most people's response to God -- including our own. We want God. We really do! That, among other things, is what brought us here today. We want God -- but not very much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;There are many things in our lives that are far more exciting. Some of us get more excited over a big football game, or a big pay raise, or the latest bit of political scandal, or a new romantic interest, or the stock market daily averages. We get caught up in these things and we get more enthusiastic about them than we do about our relationship with God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In the book of Revelation, the Lord describes this attitude of lukewarm indifference as the worst possible state for us to be in. He says, "I know your deeds; I know you are neither hot nor cold. How I wish you were one or the other. But because you are lukewarm, I will spew you out of My mouth" (Rev. 3:15).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The person who wants God, but not very much, sickens Him -- a rather shocking example of Divine imagery!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Somehow, we manage to ignore the saintly admonition: "Seek and find God in all things."1 And, after failing to seek and find Him all week, it is small wonder that we don't experience much of anything happening as we spend an hour or so in a Church pew. A certain pastor was becoming disheartened by the attitude of many persons in the congregation. "This Church is lifeless." they were saying. Sunday attendance began dropping sharply and the spiritual life of the Church was at such a low ebb that the pastor decided on a course of action to improve the situation. Consequently, he announced that since the Church was considered dead, he would conduct its funeral the following Sunday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When Sunday came, the Church was crowded. From their pews, the people stared curiously at the coffin that had been placed in front of the pulpit. The pastor climbed into the pulpit and eulogized "the deceased." He spoke of how much the Church had accomplished in the past and he expressed sorrow over its untimely demise. Then he invited the congregation to come forward and view the "corpse."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;One by one the people looked into the casket, and each was amazed to see his of her own face reflected from a mirror laying in the bottom of the coffin. Most were shocked. Some were indignant. But they slowly but surely began to realize that the Church's lifelessness of which they complained was due largely to their own spiritual indifference.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Do you remember the scene on the Mount of Transfiguration? Jesus wanted so much to be at one with God that when the Apostles, Peter, James and John, looked at Him, He was literally aglow in a fever of prayer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Do you remember the scene in the Garden of Gethsemane? Jesus wanted so much to identify with the Will of God, that He perspired so profusely Luke said it was like great drops of blood.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;This is how very much Jesus wanted God. This is how Jesus persisted in calling on God's goodness, day and night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The lesson for us is to do whatever is needed to acquire a real hunger and thirst for God and His goodness, in imitation of Jesus. If it means changing your job, you do it. If it means radically changing a family relationship, you do it. If it means a whole new way of seeing yourself and seeing others, you do it. If it means getting rid of a destructive pleasure in your life, you do it. If it means -- as it surely does -- assigning generous portions of your time for prayer and meditation, you do it. If it means changing your whole lifestyle -- your whole attitude and approach to life -- you do it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;There is a second level on which to very much desire to be at one with God. On this level, we yearn for others to know God's goodness. We hunger and thirst for the fulfillment of others just as intensely as we do for our own fulfillment. On one occasion, Jesus went into His home synagogue and began to preach God's goodness exactly in those terms. Quoting the Prophet Isaiah, He said to the congregation,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me ... He has sent Me to bring glad tidings to the poor, to proclaim liberty to captives, recovery of sight to the blind, and release to prisoners (Lk. 4:18).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;When the people heard Jesus describe His ministry in terms of service, not only to them but to others (outsiders), they tried to lynch Him: throw Him off a cliff. They were so outraged, they wanted to kill Him. And, eventually, they succeeded. But even unto death, Jesus persisted in His all-out efforts to identify with the Gracious God whose blessed Kingdom of Merciful Love was at hand and would be brought to fulfillment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Day and night, Jesus taught His followers to long for and to work for the Coming Kingdom with a passion; a way of life; an ongoing, persistent hunger and thirst.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus' "Parable of the Unjust Judge" tells the story of a poor widow who sought justice for herself but couldn't find it. She really was "up against it," as the saying goes. Not only was she obliged to pursue her just cause through a system of justice in which women had practically no rights, but also a corrupt man was sitting in judgment of her case. But she would not be denied. Her hunger and thirst for justice gave her strength to "buck" the system and, finally, she won her case. Jesus brings the lesson home in these words:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Will not God do justice to His chosen who call on Him day and night? Well He delay long over them, do you suppose? I tell you, He will give them swift justice (Lk. 18:7,8).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;God's healing Presence is realized swiftly by those who call out to Him day and night -- those who want Him very much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Someone who wanted God, but not very much, once said: "God never made a better person than myself, but somehow I just can't live up to it." That person didn't seem to understand that the God who created us never gives us a task without also giving us the strength to perform it. He never gives us a goal without giving us the strength to achieve it. He wants us to live in a certain way, and He is always present to us in a way that makes this possible. He not only gives us the task and the goal, He gives us Himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;To live up to what God intends for your life requires more than a "Thank you, God, for the Gift of Yourself. It is what I've always wanted -- but not very much." The power and strength and the Grace to be the person God wants you to be belong to those who desire the Gift, very, very, much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-7577735277796338740?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/7577735277796338740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=7577735277796338740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7577735277796338740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7577735277796338740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/10/unjust-judge-29th-sunday-c.html' title='unjust judge 29th sunday C'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TLmhrvCIBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vnACcu1HbmE/s72-c/700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-5835012092157528932</id><published>2010-09-19T06:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T06:59:08.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you cannot serve both God and mammon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TJXs8byYaAI/AAAAAAAAALk/PJNki8UBxD8/s1600/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TJXs8byYaAI/AAAAAAAAALk/PJNki8UBxD8/s320/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518577441407789058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Two business competitors argued at length about certain shady business practices. Finally, one said to the other, "Let's be clear about one thing. There are lots of ways to make money but there is only one honest way." "What way is that?" the second man asked. "Just as I suspected, you don't know," the first man replied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;A company treasurer had called a meeting of the sales staff because she detected a pattern of fraud in their expense reports. "I'll begin with our East Coast representative," she said. "It seems clear that you've been overcharging the company for your meals. Tell me, how did you manage to spend sixty- four dollars a day for food in New York City?" To which the East Coast representative replied, "Easy! I skipped breakfast!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;"When it comes to a question of money, everybody is of the same religion." Yet truer words were never spoken about our generation, in which almost anything goes as long as it makes money for somebody.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Two thousand years ago, Jesus said to the power brokers of His time, "No servant can serve two masters; for either he will hate the one and love the other, You cannot serve God and money" (Luke tells us that "The Pharisees, who were lovers of money, heard all this, and they scoffed at Him"). As the people of a generation which has transformed "greed" from vice into virtue, are we scoffing at Jesus' warning?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Jesus is telling us once again that nothing -- not even our money -- should ever take priority over our right relationship with God. And in this time of ours which seems bent on canonizing greed, it is urgent that we disciples of Jesus Christ deliver that message through the example of our own lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The most important single thing in your life at this moment is for you to be able to enter into a direct encounter with God. The most important single thing in your life at this moment is to know, down at the center of your being, how to be open to the movement of God's Spirit within you. That's your number one priority in life. It's more important than your health. It's more important than your job. It's more important than your family relationships. It's more important than all your other relationships. And, as Jesus tells us over-and-over again in the Gospels, its even more important than your money. In truth, the quality of your family relationships and all your other relationships depends on it. Moreover, your peace of mind, your peace of soul -- the quality of your life -- depends on it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;An enormously rich man complained to his psychiatrist that despite his great wealth which enabled him to possess everything money could buy, he felt miserable. The doctor took the wealthy man by the hand and escorted him to a window overlooking the street. "What do you see?" asked the psychiatrist. "I see men, women and children," the man answered. Then the psychiatrist escorted the man to a mirror. "Now what do you see?" he asked. "I see only myself," the man answered. Then the psychiatrist said, "In the window there is glass and in the mirror there is glass. And when you look through the glass in the window you can see others. But behind the glass in the mirror is a layer of silver. When silver is added, you cease to see others, you see only yourself."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Whenever your devotion to money and material things causes you to be self-centered you are in flagrant denial of God's intention for your life, and you are contradicting the example given by our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Our Lord came as a Man For Others, not to be ministered unto but to minister, not to be served but to serve. Our Lord placed His whole life in the service of His heavenly Father and, within that context, in the service of all mankind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;The presupposition of today's Gospel parable and every parable of Jesus is that God loves you infinitely, that &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;He is calling you into a union of life with Himself, that this intimate union with God is the most important thing in your life, and that nothing in life should take priority over it. Anything in your life that you cannot relate to your union with God is not worth wasting your time on.&lt;/b&gt; Jesus is saying that as long as you allow money to be your master, there is no way you can say "Yes!" to God. And even if you should become the richest person in the world, in terms of your ability to grow into the uniquely beautiful person God made you to be, your money is worthless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Money will buy a bed, but not sweet dreams. Money will buy books, but not wisdom. Money will buy a house, but not a home. Money will buy pleasure, but not genuine joy. Money will buy a crucifix, but not a Servant Savior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;Several years ago a national magazine published a kind of "open letter" from a mother to her daughter. It said, in part:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;My child, what can I give you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I should like to give you everything so that you lack for nothing, not even one single desire. But I know that for want of many things I have come to be satisfied with what I have and to think of others and their needs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you my personal presence in order that you will have the security you need during your childhood. I give you my ears, in the sense that I will never be too busy to listen to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you opportunities to work so that you might learn to do it without shame and come to enjoy the satisfaction of work well done.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you my counsel, but only when it is necessary or you ask for it so that you might avoid some of the mistakes I have made.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you my consolation when you have failed or feel discouraged, but I will not always protect you from the consequences of your sins.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you instruction in the way of the Lord, so that when you grow older, you will never depart from it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you my daily prayers that the Lord will keep you and guide you in such a way that you, my child, will be a woman who will serve and glorify our Heavenly Father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times; mso-bidi-font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;I give you my unconditional love, which means that I accept you without reservation, just as you are and will be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;mso-bidi- font-family:Times;color:black;"&gt;These things I give you with all my love. Mother. Isn't it amazing what money can't buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-5835012092157528932?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/5835012092157528932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=5835012092157528932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5835012092157528932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/5835012092157528932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-cannot-serve-both-god-and-mammon.html' title='you cannot serve both God and mammon.'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TJXs8byYaAI/AAAAAAAAALk/PJNki8UBxD8/s72-c/DSC00737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4435452518292265106</id><published>2010-09-10T19:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:04:46.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>prodigal Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TIq5ghAYeHI/AAAAAAAAALc/7thBE6FMyyo/s1600/731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TIq5ghAYeHI/AAAAAAAAALc/7thBE6FMyyo/s320/731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515424661935519858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;After going through the story of the Prodigal Son, a Sunday school teacher asked the kids, “At the end of the story who is it that ended up in the worst situation?” One of the kids shot up her hands and answered, “The fatted cow.” The animal-loving child was certainly correct, but the answer the teacher probably expected was “The elder son.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;There are three main characters in the Parable of the Prodigal Son: the father, the younger son, and the elder son. The younger son is a volatile, impatient, easily bored, ready-to-try-everything teenager. He collects his inheritance, goes abroad to see the world, and squanders his birthright in loose living. He represents every sinner. In sin we squander our human and divine birthright and in the end we are no better than in the beginning. Sin promises us a life of happiness, satisfaction and excitement but in the end all we get out of it is misery, wretchedness, dissatisfaction, depression, and a loss of the sense of personal dignity that belongs to us as God’s children. The good news is that no matter how deeply the sinner sinks into sin, there is always a still, silent inner voice within us inviting us to come back to our Father’s house where true freedom and satisfaction is to be found.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;Then there is the father who is so loving that he lets his rascally son have whatever he wanted. In fact we can say he even spoils the boy. We have this image of God as a very stern, demanding father who is always ready to whip us into line. This is very far from the image of God we have in this parable. Here God is presented as a tender loving father who is easy on his children, and who is always ready to forgive, no matter what. If this is how God relates to us, then we can see that God possesses the tender-loving quality of mother as well as the tough-loving quality of father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;And finally there is the elder son who is introduced towards the end of the story. If you want to describe the elder son by one word you would call him a gentleman. He is a man of honour, solid, hard-working, consistent, disciplined, and sober — a perfect gentleman. In the elder son we see the virtues, as well as the vices, of middle class morality. What are the vices of middle class morality? Arrogance, better-than-thou attitude, intolerance toward those who do not meet up to our standards, insensitivity and a spirit of unforgiveness. The elder son exhibits these vices in the way he refuses to welcome his lost and found brother, his father’s explanation and invitation notwithstanding. He must have his pound of flesh. For him it is a matter of justice, but for God that is nothing but self-centeredness and unwillingness to forgive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;The first son syndrome is very much alive among us. Do you remember the execution on February 3, 1998 of Karla Faye Tucker. Karla was, to all appearances, a repentant murderer. At the moment of her execution there were two groups of people outside the Texas state prison in Huntsville: a group protesting her execution, who were there praying for her, and a group demanding her execution, who were there cheering and jeering as she was hanged. The praying group was calling for love and mercy and the cheering group was calling for justice. The parable of the Prodigal Son reminds us today that for God love and compassion takes precedence over blind justice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:1.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;We often confuse puritanism for Christianity. To be puritanical is to be scrupulously demanding in religious conduct and morals. For such a person the number one virtue is discipline. To be a Christian, on the other hand, is to profess and live according to the example and teaching of Christ. Here the primary virtue is love and compassion. As Christians we believe in a God of love and compassion. Jesus was a man of love of compassion both in his teachings and in his dealings with others. The challenge for us Christians today is to be people of love and compassion, to be like the prodigal father in the parable and not like the uncompromising elder son in a world full of prodigal sons and daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:13.0pt;"&gt; On a lighter side, in the supermarket was a man pushing a cart that contained a screaming, bellowing baby. The gentleman kept repeating softly, "Don't get excited, Albert; don't scream, Albert; don't yell, Albert; keep calm Albert."  A woman standing next to him said, "You certainly are to be commended for trying to soothe your son Albert."  The man looked at her and said, "Lady, I'm Albert."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi- font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4435452518292265106?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4435452518292265106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4435452518292265106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4435452518292265106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4435452518292265106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/09/prodigal-son.html' title='prodigal Son'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TIq5ghAYeHI/AAAAAAAAALc/7thBE6FMyyo/s72-c/731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-6123273566273604891</id><published>2010-08-21T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T10:00:51.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Try it God's way, and live a little!     "...there are those now last who will be first, and those now first who will be last"  Luke 13:30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TG_cDtc70eI/AAAAAAAAALM/MIeVt_SfZQk/s1600/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TG_cDtc70eI/AAAAAAAAALM/MIeVt_SfZQk/s320/jesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507862825596080610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD Getting_Down_To_Basics &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Beware!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A man who was suffering from constant headaches visited his doctor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Doctor, I don't know why I keep on getting these awful headaches," he said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I don't drink like so many others do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't smoke like so many others do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't run around at night like so many others do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;overeat like so many others do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't..."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The doctor interrupted at this point.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Tell me," he said, "this pain in the head you complain of, is it a sharp, shooting kind of pain?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Yes," the patient replied, "that describes it&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;perfectly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A sharp, shooting kind of pain!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The doctor then made his diagnosis:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Simple," he said, "your problem is that you have your halo on too tight.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All you need to do is loosen it a bit."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;We like to think we're a "cut above."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We like to be "out in front."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We like to be "looked up to" which, very often, is another way of saying we "like to look down on."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what concerns Jesus about His own people in today's Gospel Lesson.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is talking to His fellow Jews about this because they have grown accustomed to regarding themselves as God's "favorites," and to classifying most others as "enemy."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Jesus is trying to give them a more&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;enlightened perspective on God's ways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"The last shall be first...the first shall be last."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus is telling them that the genuine exaltation they see as their&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;destiny will not be realized until they have paid the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;price.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Try your best to enter by the narrow door," He says (Lk. 13:24).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They must bear the high cost of acknowledging that the light of God's love encircles all of humanity: no exceptions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;One Sunday morning, the pastor of a large parish announced to the congregation that Jesus Christ Himself, in person, was going to visit them the following Sunday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A record crowd showed up for the big event.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They could hardly wait to hear the Lord preach, but when introduced He only said "Hello."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The pastor offered Him hospitality for the night, as did many of the parish leaders, but Jesus politely&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;declined their invitations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He announced, however, that He would spend the night in Church&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;--&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And everyone thought, "How fitting!"...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Early the next morning, Jesus quietly slipped away,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;unnoticed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the pastor discovered that Jesus was gone, he and the parish leaders went into the Church and they were horrified by what they saw:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the Church had been vandalized.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All over the walls, the word "Beware!" had been scribbled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The word was everywhere -- on the doors and windows, on the pulpit, on the altar, even on the floor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wherever one looked, there it was, "Beware... Beware... Beware... Beware."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Everyone in the parish was shocked and confused -- even terrified.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What did it all mean?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What were they supposed to beware of?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, although they decided at first to wipe out every trace of the scribbled words, nevertheless they finally thought better of it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all, Jesus Himself had done the damage with His own hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Gradually, the word "Beware" began to sink into the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;minds of the people when they came to Church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And they began to search the Scriptures for clues as to its intended meaning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In so doing, they found passage after passage in which Jesus warned potential followers of the price they would have to pay in order to be His true disciples.1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Anyone who wants to be great among you must be your&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;servant, and anyone who wants to be first among you must be your slave, just as the Son of Man came not to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;be served but to serve (Mt. 20:26-28).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;It will be hard for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven... it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven (Mt. 19:23-24).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware... Everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and the man who humbles himself will be exalted (Lk. 14:11).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Anyone who does not welcome the Kingdom of God like a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;child will never enter it (Lk. 18:17).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;You must love your enemies, and pray for those who&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;persecute you (Mt. 5:44).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!" Jesus said, but beware...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;No one can be the slave of two masters...You cannot be the slave of both God and money (Mt. 6:24).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Now, so the story goes, when you drive past the Church that Jesus visited in Person, you can see a single, shocking word blazing above the Church in multicolored neon lights:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;BEWARE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Being Jesus' disciples means that we voluntarily accept the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;cost of discipleship as well as the rewards.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need to remember that Jesus turned away many people who were not willing to pay the price.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People came to Him because they wanted the benefits, they wanted the healing, they wanted the excitement, they wanted the comfort that came with discipleship.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when they began to make excuses for avoiding the inconvenience, Jesus simply said "No!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;There is not a single person who is forced to be a disciple of Jesus Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You and I are free to accept His call or reject it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if we accept it, part of the cost is this matter of giving ourselves to others and doing for others -- family, stranger, friend and foe alike -- even when it&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hurts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don't need to be grim about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don't need to project a martyr complex about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fantastic thing about it is that the life of true discipleship is the most&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;fulfilling, most glorious life possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if many of us are not experiencing that kind of life, it is because we've only come half way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"The last shall be first and the first shall be last."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is last on your list these days?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Isn't there something you can do this week to heal that broken relationship?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember, God's thoughts and God's ways are above our thoughts and our ways.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Allow God to light up your mind and heart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let your soul soar to that dizziest of heights, where there is no one to look down on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Try it God's way -- and live a little!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-6123273566273604891?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/6123273566273604891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=6123273566273604891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/6123273566273604891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/6123273566273604891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/08/try-it-gods-way-and-live-little-there.html' title='Try it God&apos;s way, and live a little!     &quot;...there are those now last who will be first, and those now first who will be last&quot;  Luke 13:30'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TG_cDtc70eI/AAAAAAAAALM/MIeVt_SfZQk/s72-c/jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-1694247987112996296</id><published>2010-08-04T15:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:00:27.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Again  Don't forget to turn on Jesus!     "Be like men awaiting their master's return ... so that when he arrives and knocks, you will open for h</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFnG15BqtAI/AAAAAAAAALE/EFPd5RYIQ8k/s1600/davao2010+342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFnG15BqtAI/AAAAAAAAALE/EFPd5RYIQ8k/s320/davao2010+342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501647048952951810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD These_opening_words_in_Johns_Gospel_remi &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;A wise old pastor was asked by a parishioner, "When do you think Christ will come again?" The pastor replied, "I didn't know He had been away."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"And He departed from our sight," said St. Augustine, "that we might return to our heart and there find Him. For He departed, and behold, He is here!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;We feel the darkness closing in. We feel the threat of it. We don't know how to deal with it. Then God, in His great Love, sends the light! Let there be light at the center of this darkness! And the light that is given is the Spirit of Christ within us. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Light -- ordinary light -- is a form of energy, a source of power which stimulates the nerve-endings of our eyes. Christ, our Light, is the power of God Himself stimulating the nerve-endings of our life, making it possible for us to penetrate the darkness, put things in their true perspective, see what life is all about. More than that, it is a power that gives us strength to cope, strength to live creatively, strength to love unconditionally. When we open the window of our heart to God we can see what the beloved disciple John saw when he wrote, "The Word became flesh And made His dwelling among us, and we have seen His glory: The glory of an only Son coming from the Father, filled with enduring love" (Jn. 1:14).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Look! There is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world (Jn. 1:29) ... The real Light which gives light to every man (Jn. 1:19).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Jesus Christ did not go into hiding after He rose from the tomb. He made His dwelling among us. He wants us to see His glory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Be on guard," Jesus says in today's Gospel, "the Son of Man will come when you least expect Him" (Lk. 12:40). "Be like men awaiting their master's return ... so that when he arrives and knocks, you will open for him without delay. It will go well with those servants whom the master finds wide awake ..." (Lk. 12:36-37). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;We get so busy, we are involved with so many of life's trappings that, in spite of our best intentions, we begin to lose contact with the Master. We are no longer prepared to receive Him when He knocks. If you want to know what human life is about, "Behold! Look at the Christ." What do you see? You see One whose life makes it possible for us to love others in a very special way. You see One who gives us hope for the future. You see One who is the Savior of the world. You see One who is your Savior. You see One who comes to you personally, in an unique, individual way. Behold! Stay awake! Look until you see what God is doing for you through Christ at this particular moment in your life. You can look again, and look again, and no matter where you are in your pilgrimage, you can see something more there. This applies even to the most devout Christian believers, to those who are most faithful, to those who spend time regularly searching the Scripture and learning from it, to those who try to be obedient to the Spirit of God. Even those persons can look again and discover that God is always doing something that can lead them to deeper levels of living and loving. God is always surprising us in this way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In a large New England parish it was the custom for the Church leaders to go on retreat each fall. There they would plan the major parish activities for the year ahead. At one such retreat, they decided that a big Christmas Pageant would be a good activity. When it came time to map out the production, they got into a long discussion of how to symbolize Jesus in the manger. They didn't want to use a doll or a statue, and they ruled out using a real baby. Finally they decided to put a light in the manger. They did this very tastefully so that throughout the Pageant a warm glow of light would shine out from the manger. On opening night, the house was packed, the audience was expectant and the curtain went up. Immediately, all of the principals realized that something was wrong and there was a moment of silent hesitation. Then, everyone heard the director say, in a loud, raspy stage whisper to the stage manager, "Hey Bill, you forgot to turn on Jesus."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;The pastor of a rural Church deep in the Ozark Mountains suggested to his parishioners that they purchase a chandelier. The matter was put to a vote and the suggestion was unanimously rejected. "Why do you oppose the purchase of a chandelier?" asked the preacher. "Well," drawled one of his flock, "first we can't spell it, so how can we order it? Second, even if we did get it, no one can play it. Third, what we really need is more light."2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Courier;"&gt;One of the great things about God is that He knows we need more Light and He never forgets to turn it on. He is constantly whispering to each one of us, "Behold the Christ, the Light of the world!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-1694247987112996296?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/1694247987112996296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=1694247987112996296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1694247987112996296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1694247987112996296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/08/look-again-dont-forget-to-turn-on-jesus.html' title='Look Again  Don&apos;t forget to turn on Jesus!     &quot;Be like men awaiting their master&apos;s return ... so that when he arrives and knocks, you will open for h'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFnG15BqtAI/AAAAAAAAALE/EFPd5RYIQ8k/s72-c/davao2010+342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4230344738566693558</id><published>2010-07-31T15:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T15:45:33.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be a fool!     "Fool!  This night your soul is required of you".  Luke 12:20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFR9VzW58-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/y0dHPnIiEhw/s1600/IMG00020-20100618-2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFR9VzW58-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/y0dHPnIiEhw/s320/IMG00020-20100618-2024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500158858443224034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Courier;"&gt;An elderly man confided to a friend that he was planning to live to be one hundred.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The friend replied, "I too would like to be one hundred.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But how do you plan it?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"It's quite simple," the other man said, "all you need to do is live until you're ninety-nine, and from then on be very careful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Well, as we all know, it's not that simple.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of us may have started being careful years ago, but we're still vulnerable at any age.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every second of our lives we're vulnerable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of us won't reach ninety-nine, much less one hundred.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet we carry on as though we're going to live forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel Lesson, Jesus tells a parable about a man who carried on in this manner, a man who planned ahead as though he were going to live forever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A wealthy man, he looked forward to a financially secure, worry-free future while ignoring his human situation of vulnerability:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;his mortality.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He says to himself, in effect, "I've got it made.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm rich.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I've got more than I'll ever need.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From now on the living is easy -- eat, drink and be merry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'll just live it up!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A little girl in Bible Class had listened to the story of the prodigal son who squandered his father's estate on "riotous living."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Do you know what 'riotous living' means?" the teacher asked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I think so," the little girl answered, "it means spending all&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;your money on bubble gum."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In Jesus' parable, after announcing his plans for years of riotous living, the wealthy man hears the voice of God address him as "Fool!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God says to him, "Fool!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This night your soul is required of you; and the things you have prepared, whose will they be?"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In other words, "You're not going to live to be one-hundred or even ninety-nine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You're not even going to make it through the night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you can't take it with you either.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because all of your planning was for the 'here," and none for the 'hereafter,' you have been living the life of a fool."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A pastor was visiting a ninety-nine year old woman, the oldest person in the parish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said to her, "At your age, you should start thinking of the hereafter."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She replied, "Oh, I do that all day long, wherever I go. I go into the kitchen or the living room or the bedroom or the basement and I say to myself, 'Now let me think.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What am I here after?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;The New Testament writers want us to understand that the questions, "What about the hereafter?" and "What am I 'here after'?" are not unrelated.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Matthew's Gospel, Jesus says to His disciples, "For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his life?" (Mt. 16:24-26).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus is asking the vital "here and now" question.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is asking us to be serious about our here-and-now priorities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is asking us to ask ourselves, "What are we 'here after'?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;But, praise God, in searching for the answer to that question, we are not left on our own.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"I am the way, the truth and the life...follow Me," Jesus says to us. "If you want to discover the truth about your here and now life, I'll show you the way ... follow Me! ... I am the way."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Jesus left no doubt about His answer to the question, "What am I here after?":&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;..."My food is to do the Will of Him who sent Me, and to accomplish His Work," He said (Jn. 4:33).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;..."I have come not to be served but to serve," He said (Mt. 20;28).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;..."I do as the Father has commanded Me, so that the world may know that I love the Father," He said (Jn. 14:31).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;..."I am the Good Shepherd ... and I lay down My life for the sheep," He said (Jn. 10:14,15).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;And when He said, "love one another as I have loved you," Jesus left not doubt about our correct answer to the question, "What are we here after?":&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;...to do the Father's Will -- that's what we're "here after"!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;...to express our love for God in and through our love for one another -- that's what we're "here after"!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;...to follow Jesus in a lifetime ministry of loving service -- that's what we're "here after"!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me!"&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we accept Jesus' invitation, when we embrace His formula for life in the here and now, something remarkable takes place.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We simultaneously receive an answer to the question, "What about the hereafter?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we follow Jesus in the here and now, we experience a glimpse of the hereafter -- the only glimpse that God in His Wisdom, has chosen to give to us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we follow Jesus in the here and now, we enter into the experience of eternal life which, in Jesus' own words, is to know God, to be in union with God, to share in God's own life -- for God is Love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we follow Jesus n the here and now, the joy, and the harmony, and the peace of mind and heart and soul, and the ecstasy we experience in our expressions of unconditional love for one another provide us with little hints, little glimpses, little clues in our search for answers to the questions about life in the hereafter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A British short-story writer has written a modern-day version of the parable in today's Gospel,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A mysterious figure visits a prominent English lawyer on New Year's Eve and grants him the choice of one wish for the New Year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"I wish for a complete set of the 'London Times' for the coming year," said the man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And immediately his wish was granted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;there before him was a neat stack of three hundred sixty-five future newspapers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He quickly understood the power that he now possessed, and he began planning how to use it. He would know horse race results before the races were run and every bet he made would be a guaranteed money maker.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He also began making plans on how he would profit from his foreknowledge of stock market prices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whereupon, he took the 'London Times' for the second of January from the stack and as he was turning to the Financial Section, the headline on the Obituaries caught his eye:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Prominent Lawyer Dies Suddenly On New Year's Day."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he read the name of the deceased.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was his own.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel, God uses the word "fool" to address the self-centered, short-sighted, wealthy man who planned a long life of ease with no thought of his human condition of mortality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In planning and living out your own individual answer to the question, "What am I 'here after?"" don't be a fool!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather, acknowledge your human condition of mortality and rejoice in the promise of your ultimate fulfillment -- in the hereafter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4230344738566693558?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4230344738566693558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4230344738566693558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4230344738566693558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4230344738566693558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-be-fool-fool-this-night-your-soul.html' title='Don&apos;t be a fool!     &quot;Fool!  This night your soul is required of you&quot;.  Luke 12:20'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TFR9VzW58-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/y0dHPnIiEhw/s72-c/IMG00020-20100618-2024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-879171633391131533</id><published>2010-07-24T09:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:24:05.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Letter Word  "God gave me wings!"     "Lord, teach us to pray"  Luke 11:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErpbDYGF3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Rc5MpX2e4K0/s1600/davao2010+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErpbDYGF3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Rc5MpX2e4K0/s320/davao2010+048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497462946131220338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;2nd homily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD A_New_York_City_pastor_recalls_what_happ &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Do you know how the pretzel came into being?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many years ago, there was a pious monk who was pastor of a Church in Italy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At one point in his ministry, the parish children seemed rather slow at learning their prayers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Consequently, he rewarded those who showed improvement by giving them a "pretiola," which means "little gift."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The little gift was a biscuit shaped like a pair of hands clasped in prayer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Travelers would often take the pretiola over the Alps into Germany.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Germans glazed and salted them and they became a popular German snack.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually, pretzels were introduced and remain popular in many other parts of the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Now, the next time you see or eat a pretzel, it might well be a timely, welcome reminder to pray to God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;We talk a lot about prayer -- about the importance of prayer, the efficacy of prayer, the necessity of prayer, the different kinds of prayer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And many of us do a lot of praying -- morning and evening, and sometimes in between.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once a week, we come to Church to pray some more, together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our trust and hope in prayer as the ultimate problem-solver is deep-rooted and profound.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, it is true, that for many of us, prayer itself is one of our problems.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes we become perplexed about prayer, and we find ourselves praying for guidance on how to pray.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;One reason we become confused about prayer is that we have been taught to expect so much from our prayers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus himself says in the Eleventh Chapter of Luke, Verse Nine, "Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find; knock and it shall be opened to you."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when we ask and God doesn't seem to be answering, we begin to wonder and to doubt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today's Gospel Lesson tells us where to begin our&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;approach to this problem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Luke tells us that Jesus "was in a certain place praying, and when He had finished, one of the disciples said, "Lord, teach us to pray" (Lk. 11:1). Jesus answered, "Say this when you pray:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Father, hallowed be Your Name" and then He continued to recite the remaining four petitions in Luke's version of what we now call "The&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lord's Prayer" (Lk. 11:2-4).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Now, what the Biblical writers want us to realize is that on the first petition depend all the others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can just forget everything that follows if you have missed the point of the first petition:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Hallowed be Your Name...may Your Name be held holy."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we pray this first petition, we are not praying for God to become hallowed; God is and always was, and always&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;will be the "Holy One" whose name is "hallowed."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather, we are praying that God may be acknowledged by us and by all people everywhere as the Holy One:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The God of Love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are praying that all people everywhere will revere God as God: the Almighty Creator of all that is; the very&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Source of all of life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when we refuse to hallow our Gracious, Loving God in every area of life, we cut ourselves off from the one and only Source of the&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;fulfillment we seek.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Just before Leonard Bernstein's birthday, the late, great composer, conductor and musician was asked by the New York Times to write an article.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He responded with a poem:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When I die, I pray there may be heard an all-embracing, brave four-letter word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;I blush to name it, so often do we abuse it, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;But the letters speak; and by-and-by we may no longer hesitate to use it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;The four letters he then used were L-O-V-E.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he closed by calling on people everywhere "to take the four-letter word and make it live, by learning to give, to give, to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;give!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we are anxious, when we grieve, time seems to drag cruelly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we are joyful, content, delighted, time seems to whiz by. And we shall never be able to come to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;grips with time until we have learned to love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Time is too slow for those who wait. Time is too fast for those who fear. Time is too long for those who mourn. Time is too short for those who rejoice. But for those who love, Time is eternity.1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;To hallow God's Holy Name, to praise the Lord, is to love&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;all His children -- all of them -- and suffer with them, and rejoice with them and never count the cost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Will I surrender to the downs and despairs, or will I place my trust in the New Testament revelation of a loving God who is for me -- no matter what?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;True story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A young woman named Mary dreamed as a young girl of becoming an obstetrician.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She completed her studies and graduated from a medical college in her native country of India.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With several other celebrating young graduates she jumped into a station wagon to go on a picnic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then an accident happened:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the driver lost control and the vehicle rolled over three times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Three days later, Mary regained consciousness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She knew that she was paralyzed from the waist down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;She wept as she saw her dreams evaporate forever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Oh God, I'll never feel warm, squirming babies in my hands."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, like a miracle of God's Mercy, she heard the first petition of the Lord's Prayer resonating deep within her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And she&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;whispered the words of praise:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Our Father who are in Heaven, hallowed be Your Name."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a remarkable statement of complete trust in God's Love -- no matter&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;what!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Into her room came one of India's leading surgeons, who said, "Mary I think you could be my assistant in surgery.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;We could build a ramp and you could operate from your&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;chair."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was many years ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today, Mary is one of the most skillful, expert surgeons in transplanting tendons in deformed lepers' hands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her two hands have become the ten fingers of God!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Thousands of people are happier because of her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As she says it, "I asked God for legs and God gave me wings."2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Your Name!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-879171633391131533?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/879171633391131533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=879171633391131533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/879171633391131533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/879171633391131533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/07/four-letter-word-god-gave-me-wings-lord.html' title='Four Letter Word  &quot;God gave me wings!&quot;     &quot;Lord, teach us to pray&quot;  Luke 11:1'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErpbDYGF3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Rc5MpX2e4K0/s72-c/davao2010+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-7447048165125658411</id><published>2010-07-24T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:11:41.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH  God is the God of all of life. Let God be God     "He said to them, 'When you pray, say: Father, Hallowed be Your Name, You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErmgrznNrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/heNeV93LSbY/s1600/62020028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErmgrznNrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/heNeV93LSbY/s320/62020028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497459744348518066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD body &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;There once was a small Kentucky town that had two Churches and one whiskey distillery. Members of both Churches complained that the distillery gave the community a bad image. "Besides," they said, "the owner is an atheist." They tried many times to close the place down, but were unsuccessful. At last, they decided to hold a joint Saturday-night-prayer-meeting. They would petition God to intervene. Saturday night came and all through the prayer-meeting a terrible electrical storm raged. To the delight of the Church members, lightning struck the distillery and it burned to the ground. Next morning, the sermons in both Churches were on "The Power of Prayer." Fire insurance adjusters promptly notified the distillery owner they would not pay for his damages. The fire was caused by an "act of God," they said, and coverage for "acts of God" was excluded in the policy. Whereupon, the distillery owner sued all the Church members, claiming they had conspired with God to destroy his building. The defendants denied absolutely that they had done anything to cause the fire. The trial judge observed: "I find one thing about this case that is very perplexing. We have a situation where the plaintiff--an atheist--is professing his belief in the power of prayer, and the defendants--all Church members--are denying the power of prayer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Many of us can identify with that judge's feelings. We talk a lot about prayer--about the importance of prayer, the efficacy of prayer, the necessity of prayer, the different kinds of prayer. And we do a lot of praying--morning and evening, and sometimes in between. Once a week we come to Church to pray some more, together. Our trust and hope in prayer as the ultimate problem-solver is deep-rooted and profound. Yet, it is true, that for many of us, prayer itself is one of our problems. Sometimes we do become perplexed about prayer, and find ourselves praying for guidance on how to pray.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;One reason we become confused about prayer is that we have been taught to expect so much from our prayers. Jesus himself says in the Eleventh Chapter of Luke, Verse Nine, "Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find; knock and it shall be opened to you." And when we ask and God doesn't seem to be answering, we begin to wonder and to doubt. We can begin our approach to this problem by going back to the First Verse in Chapter Eleven, where we find one of the first disciples asking Jesus for guidance in prayer. "One day Jesus was praying in a certain place," St. Luke writes. "When he had finished, one of His disciples asked Him, 'Lord, teach us to pray' ... He said to them, 'When you pray, say, FATHER, HALLOWED BE YOUR NAME, GIVE US EACH DAY OUR DAILY BREAD. FORGIVE US OUR SINS FOR WE TOO FORGIVE ALL WHO DO US WRONG; AND SUBJECT US NOT TO THE TRIAL" (Lk.11:1-4).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;You may have noticed that in Luke's Gospel, the Lord's Prayer is made up of five petitions to the Father. You may not have realized, however, that on the first depend all the others. You can just forget about everything that follows if you have missed the point of the first petition: "Hallowed be Your Name." It has been said that the manner in which we offer the first petition of the Lord's Prayer is "a matter of life or death."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;For the Hebrew people, a person's name had far greater significance than it does for us. We say, "What's in a name?" And shrug it off. But, for the Hebrews, everything was in the name. The name, literally, was the person himself, and if you knew a person's name you knew that person at the core of his being. What we really mean when we pray "hallowed be Your Name" is "hallowed be God." When we pray "hallowed be Your Name" we pray that God Himself, in His essential being, be "hallowed." Moreover, we are not praying for God to become hallowed; God already is the "Holy One." We are praying that God may be acknowledged by us and by all men everywhere as the Holy One; that we and all men everywhere will revere God as God; that we and all men everywhere will let God be God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we set this in the context of the Bible, we find that all the Biblical writers were in agreement on this point: that the one unconditional requirement that God makes of all human life is that we acknowledge God as God; that we acknowledge the fact that He is God and that we are not God. At the very beginning of the Bible, in the Adam and Eve story, we are told that if we want to be alive, if we want to realize our humanity's true potential, all we need do is let God be God, acknowledge that God is God and that we are not God. When we do this the life of Grace begins to flow into us and, through us, to other people. But when we refuse to let God be God, we cut ourselves off from the Source of Life Itself, our humanity is diminished and ultimately we are destroyed. We are dead spiritually. Until we understand this first petition correctly, until we pray it and mean it, there is no point in praying for anything else. It all depends on this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;There is the story of a little girl who went to Summer Camp for the first time. She was seated on the edge of her bunk, crying. Her counsellor came in and said to her, "What's the matter, are you homesick?" "No," the little girl replied, "I'm here-sick." We are being told, and perhaps we would agree, that most of us these days are both homesick and here-sick. And some of us are getting sick of hearing how sick we are and how sick the world is. We're sick of hearing about rising crime rates. We're sick of hearing about violence. We're sick of hearing young people complain about the older generation's lack of understanding. We're sick of hearing the older people complain about the younger generation's failure to act responsibly. And yet, we seem to just fiddle around on the surface of things and wonder why things aren't getting any better. What Jesus and the Biblical writers are making clear to us is that at the heart of the matter is our unwillingness to acknowledge that God is the God of all of life and we are not God. And, because the world has been unwilling to do this, it is being drained and diminished and destroyed. When we refuse to hallow God in every area of life, both individually and corporately, we cut ourselves off from the only Source of the fulfillment we seek.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;All of us have disaster-areas in our lives in which we are not hallowing God's Name. It may be a relationship with a brother or sister or parent or husband or wife or child or neighbor. It's an area in which we demand to have it our way and refuse to let God have it His way. And because of this we cut off this relationship from the Source of Life Itself. And the diminishment and the destruction and the death of our humanity is right there--in the marriage, in the home, in the market-place, in the neighborhood, and even in the Church.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;There is the true story of a pastor who played a round of golf with a perfect stranger one Saturday morning. When they came to the eighteenth hole, the stranger said, "I enjoyed playing with you. Would you like to join me for another round tomorrow morning?" The pastor replied, "I'm afraid I cannot. I work on Sunday mornings." Still unaware that his golfing partner that day was a clergyman, the stranger asked, "What in h--- do you do on Sunday mornings?" To which the pastor replied, "I've been asking myself that question for many years!" I think there are many clergymen who are asking themselves that question these days. And that is precisely the question all Church members should be asking themselves these days. What are we doing? Are we here today ready to submit our individual lives to God's scrutiny? Are we ready to submit our corporate life, as Christian Community, to God's scrutiny--knowing that whatever we do or do not do either hallows God or profanes God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;I want to persuade you to make the opening petition in the Lord's Prayer an important part of your life this week. Just this one petition! Write it down and with your pen still in hand begin to meditate--on the Name, on the hallowing of the Name. And put down on the paper, or at least in your own mind before God, your whole life--everything you think and believe and do and dream and hope for. Then, ask yourself, "Am I hallowing or profaning God through this?" And then, pray for the Church and for your involvement in the Church. Pray that everything we do will be a hallowing of God. Pray that nothing we do will be a profaning of God. Make this your prayer in the coming week so that together we may feel God's loving presence, together we may feel the healing, together we may feel the Life of Grace flow through us. For God is God of all of life! "Our Father--hallowed be Your Name!" Say it because you mean it. It's a matter of life or death!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-7447048165125658411?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/7447048165125658411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=7447048165125658411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7447048165125658411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/7447048165125658411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/07/matter-of-life-or-death-god-is-god-of.html' title='A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH  God is the God of all of life. Let God be God     &quot;He said to them, &apos;When you pray, say: Father, Hallowed be Your Name, You'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TErmgrznNrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/heNeV93LSbY/s72-c/62020028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-3596549272332674859</id><published>2010-07-17T16:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:27:01.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Lord, That's Me! If we're not doing, we're not listening. Cycle: C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TEISC7GrXuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-UcMXdydmCs/s1600/DSC_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TEISC7GrXuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-UcMXdydmCs/s320/DSC_0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494974336780164834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:7;color:#810000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;This is a true story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;A Michigan woman and her family were vacationing in a small New England town -- the same town that actor Paul Newman often vacationed in. One Sunday morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. As she arrived home after a five-mile hike, she suddenly was seized with a not-to-be denied craving for a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone. Consequently, she hopped into the family car, drove into the center of town, and went straight to the combination bakery/ice-cream parlor. The only other customer in the store was film star Paul Newman, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee. The woman's heart skipped a beat or two as her eyes made contact with the celebrity's baby-blue eyes. Newman nodded graciously and the star-struck woman smiled demurely. then she quickly composed herself. "You're a happily married woman with three children," she said to herself, "a mature forty-five-year-old, not a teenybopper." The store clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. Then she went out the door without even a sideward glance toward Newman. When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but the other hand was empty. "Where's my double-dip cone? Could I have left it in the store?" she thought. Back in she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk's hand, or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;in a holder on the counter, or something. With that, she happened to glance over at Paul Newman. His face broke into his familiar warm, friendly grin as he said, "You put it in your purse."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Today's Gospel tells the familiar story in which Luke contrasts the reaction of two sisters,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Martha and Mary, when Jesus visit their home. Martha busies herself trying to be a proper hostess. She is "distracted with much serving," Luke tells us, but not without complaining about it. "Lord," she says to Jesus, "do You not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me" (Lk. 10:40). You see, Mary is sitting at Jesus' feet, listening to His teaching. So taken is she by Jesus' Presence, she might well remind us of the woman who put her double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in her purse. Then Jesus answers Martha's complaint:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Martha, Martha, you are anxious about many things; one thing is needful. Mary has chosen the good portion, which shall not be taken away from her (Lk. 10:42).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;We have come together to worship and to hear the Word of the Lord. Like Mary in today's Gospel, are we so taken by Jesus' Presence in our midst that we're really listening to His teaching? Week after week have you been listening to Jesus' Good News of a Gracious God who created us all out of an incredible love for us? Have you come here today to join in our joyful response to that Good News? Have you come here today to join in our loyal response to Jesus' call to follow Him on the road to our fulfillment in God's Kingdom of Love? Have you come here today to join in our renewed commitment to a lifetime ministry of loving service because you have been listening to Jesus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;A husband and wife were sitting in Church one evening. The husband was listening to the Katydids (green leaf bug) singing outside the open window. His wife was listening to every word the choir was singing:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Is like to that above. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Very much moved by the choir's rendition of those inspiring words, the wife turned to her husband and said, "Wasn't that just beautiful!" to which her husband replied, "yes, and they say they do that just by rubbing their legs together."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Our ears may be wide open to hear the Gospel Message, but unless our hearts are open to receive the Message, we are not listening: we are deaf spiritually -- and we might just as well be listening to the katydids.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;To truly listen to God's Word, we turn toward Him in a spirit of complete openness and receptivity, of complete love and trust. In the words of one spiritual writer, we turn toward God "as a flower turns toward the sun to absorb its creative energy." &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Like a sunflower the follows every movement of the sun, so I turn to you, so I turn to you and follow. &lt;/b&gt;Only in this attitude of reverential listening can we confront our own deepest and most authentic self -- the self which is responsible for all our word and actions. By turning our hearts toward God, "as a flower turns toward the sun to absorb its creative energy," by allowing His Loving Presence to flood us and nourish us, we not only become listeners but, by the miracle of God's Grace, we also become doers of the Word.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;In other words, if we are not doing we can be sure we are not listening. Neither Jesus' Sermon on the Mount nor ten thousand eloquent sermons from this or any other pulpit will, of themselves, advance the cause of Christ a single step. Christian sermons are not preached merely to be heard. They are preached to be taken to heart and lived.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Mary sat at the Lord's feet and listened to His teachings, but "Martha was distracted." The "Marys" of the world are open to the possibility of hearing some new Word from God, of experiencing God's presence in some new way. Their expectations are high. They can see beyond the narrow, unrewarding little world of petty anxiety to a horizon of hope in the New Life Jesus offers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;The famous playwright, Arthur Miller, once was asked to describe the difference between an ordinary play and a great drama. "In any successful play," he said, "there must be something which makes the audience say to themselves, 'Good Lord, that's me!'" That is exactly what Jesus' words are evoking from us constantly. He says,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;...you pay tithes, while neglecting justice and the love of God (Lk. 11:42). (Good Lord, that's me!) ...you lay impossible burdens on men, but will not lift a finger to lighten them (Lk. 11:46).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;(Good Lord, that's me!) "Mary sat at the table at the Lord's feet and listened to His teaching."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Listen to Him! make whatever adjustment in your life may be necessary to allow the voice of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;forgiveness and compassion and love to penetrate your soul! Listen to Him! Resist every temptation to return to the old sounds of vengeance, retribution and hate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Listen to Him! Resist every temptation to acquire money and things at the expense of honesty and decency in human relationships. Listen to Him! But, be prepared! The more you listen to Him, the closer you will get to Him. The more you listen to Him, the closer you will get to one another. And that's the real miracle! That's when you will hear Jesus' words, "She has chosen the good portion ... He has chosen the good&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:black;"&gt;portion." And your response will be, "Good Lord, that's me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-3596549272332674859?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/3596549272332674859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=3596549272332674859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3596549272332674859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3596549272332674859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-lord-thats-me-if-were-not-doing.html' title='Good Lord, That&apos;s Me! If we&apos;re not doing, we&apos;re not listening. Cycle: C'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TEISC7GrXuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/-UcMXdydmCs/s72-c/DSC_0712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-3921289933753488033</id><published>2010-07-03T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:32:48.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen To Him!  Our mission is not to break hearts but to melt hearts     "The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few"  Luke 10:2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TC90K1kQd3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VzqQ_XtLKTo/s1600/davao2010+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TC90K1kQd3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VzqQ_XtLKTo/s320/davao2010+111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489734200314591090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD These_opening_words_in_Johns_Gospel_remi &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The wife of a corporate executive often was called upon to attend cocktail parties with her husband. This was a problem for her because she hated cocktail parties. In her own words, "I abhor cocktail parties. When I go to one, not only am I nervous about people drinking and then going out to drive their cars, but also I am turned off by the level of the conversation: people chattering away at each other but nobody really listening to what the other is saying." She went on to describe a little game she played at one such party:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;I found myself talking to a corporate vice-president whom I had not previously met. He began speaking to me above the noisy chatter all around us, talking by the numbers, so to speak. He asked me questions about where I lived and how did I like it there, although he obviously wasn't the least bit interested. As he was going through the motions in this way, I casually mentioned to him that we had a dog named "Robert." He picked up on this remark enough to reply, "Oh, you have a dog named Robert?" Actually, we have seven dogs," I said. "There's Robert, and George, Louis, Edward, John, Eugene and Samuel. And, of course, there are the two cats, Shirley and Marguerite." The man's eyes were kind of glazed over by now and it was obvious that he was gone again as far as our conversation was concerned. But still going through the motions, he asked, "Do you have any children?" "Yes," I replied, "Puff and Spot." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;The woman went on to say that the most interesting result of her little experiment was that during the entire conversation the man's facial expression never changed. No matter what she said, however weird, the conversation (or non-conversation) went right on without causing as much as a raised eyebrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;When we gather together in Jesus' Name, we are given the opportunity to get beneath all the superficial chit-chat and down to the deep level of our being where the Word of God is meant to do more than raise our eyebrows or change our facial expression. When we gather together in Jesus' name, the Word of God we hear is meant to change our life! The question arises: Are we gathered together in Jesus' name by the numbers, so to speak? Are we merely going through the motions, or have we come in the expectation that God really does have something important to say to us about our life, about our priorities, about our Christian ministry?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus gives specific instructions to a group of seventy disciples He is sending into the towns that He plans to visit later. The first thing He tells them is that He needs them. He is counting on them. "The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few," He says. He tells them that, as His disciples, they would encounter difficulties: "... behold, I send you out as lambs in the midst of wolves" (Lk. 10:3). He tells them that wherever they go they are to proclaim His peace: "Whatever house you enter, first say, 'Peace be to this house'" (Lk. 10:5). He tells them that His coming represents the fulfillment of God's promise of the coming Kingdom: " ... heal the sick ... and say to them, the Kingdom of God has come near to you'"(Lk. 10:9). And He tells them that in order to carry out their ministry they will have to travel light, observe certain priorities: "Carry no purse ... no bag ... no sandals" (Lk. 10:4).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;For us, the primary significance of this Gospel episode is not just that God was working in and through Jesus Christ to transform the world way back there in New Testament times. Rather, it is that God is always doing that. Every day, every moment, God is working in our lives to transform the water of our daily experience into the wine of His new creation. The important thing for us today is not that God, in and through Jesus Christ, sent seventy persons into the world on a mission of peacemaking and reconciling and healing. The important thing is that God is now sending us out as His peacemakers, reconcilers and healers. The important thing is that God is now sending us out to proclaim the coming of His Kingdom of Love into our broken and divided world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;An eighty-year-old grandfather went to his daughter's house for Sunday dinner. When the meal was over he announced that he was going to take a walk through the neighborhood. "I'll be back in twenty minutes," he said. But two hours had passed before he finally returned. "Sorry I'm late," he said, "but I stopped to talk to an old friend and he just wouldn't stop listening."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In Mark's Gospel, the story of Jesus' Transfiguration ends with the voice of God coming out of a cloud, saying, "This is my beloved Son; Listen to Him!" (Mk. 9:7).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Listen to Him! Jesus speaks plainly to us about our priorities:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Listen to him! Jesus speaks plainly to us about our discipleship:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Listen to him! Jesus speaks plainly to us about our becoming the happiest of people:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a piece of iron which was very strong. One after another many tools had tried to break it but each attempt had failed. "I'll master it," said the ax; and his blows fell heavily on the iron but every blow made his edge more blunt until it ceased to strike. "Leave it to me," said the saw; and it worked backward and forward on the iron's surface until its jagged teeth were all worn and broken. Then it fell aside. "Ah!" said the hammer, "I knew you wouldn't succeed. I'll show you the way." But at the first fierce blow off flew its head and the iron remained as before. "Shall I try?" asked the small, soft flame? "Forget it," everyone else said. "What can you do?" But the flame curled around the iron, embraced it, and never left it until it melted under its irresistible influence. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;As Jesus' disciples, our mission is not to break hearts but to melt hearts under the irresistible influence of God's infinite Love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few ... go your way; behold, I send you out as lambs in the midst of wolves" (Lk. 10:2-3).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Like the seventy disciples in today's Gospel, we have listened to the Word of God spoken through Jesus Christ. Like the seventy disciples in today's Lesson, we are sent out now to make a difference in the world -- not by imitating the wolves of force and violence and coercion, but by imitating the Lamb of Love. As disciples of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, our mission is not to break hearts but to melt hearts. We have God's Word for it! We must never stop listening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-3921289933753488033?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/3921289933753488033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=3921289933753488033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3921289933753488033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3921289933753488033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/07/listen-to-him-our-mission-is-not-to.html' title='Listen To Him!  Our mission is not to break hearts but to melt hearts     &quot;The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few&quot;  Luke 10:2'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TC90K1kQd3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/VzqQ_XtLKTo/s72-c/davao2010+111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-1481648879782767101</id><published>2010-06-27T06:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:45:46.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13th sunday. come follow me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcr0x8UnaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_1kmaz1jd9w/s1600/davao2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcr0x8UnaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_1kmaz1jd9w/s320/davao2010+013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487402856733777314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD A_young_man_went_through_college_dreamin &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;A member of the choir in a small country parish was hurrying into church. Already twenty minutes late, he quickly parked his car, and as he scurried along the uneven path leading to the side entrance, he fell. Picking himself up, he muttered a mild profanity.(which i can not say of course) Then immediately he looked skyward and said, "I'm sorry, Lord!" A short distance later, he again fell, even harder than the first time. Looking skyward again, he murmured, "You didn't have to push me Lord! I said I was sorry!" In today's Gospel, Jesus encounters some would-be followers who apparently needed a good push. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel, as Jesus and the disciples are going along &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;the road, a man says to Him, "I will follow You wherever You go." Jesus says to him, "Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head" (Lk. 9:57-58). Then another man comes along and Jesus says, "Follow Me!" The man replies, "Lord, let me first go and bury my father." To which Jesus answers, "Leave the dead to bury their own dead; but as for you, go and proclaim the Kingdom of God." And to still another would-be follower, Jesus says, "No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the Kingdom of God" (Lk. 9:59-60, 62). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Jesus is talking to would-be disciples about priorities. He says that those who have given their faith must also give their life&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-- not when it becomes convenient to do so, but now; not after worldly interests have been attended to, but now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Go and proclaim the Kingdom of God," Jesus says, meaning right now. Place your life under the Rule of God now, and attend to all your family interests and all your worldly interests within that context. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;One of the most striking things about the people who lived at the time of Jesus was that they had little sense of the present. They spent much of their time living in the past. There was the great Exodus experience in which God had reached down to rescue them from the wrath of Egyptians. God had entered into a Covenant with them. God had given them a Law whereby they remained in Covenant with Him. And they spent much of their time, as the centuries went by, remembering what He had done and reliving the traditions of the past. They also spent much time living in the future. They dreamed of what God was going to do for them in the future. They had glorious expectations of the coming Kingdom of God -- "The glorious coming Day of the Lord," as they then called it. They were so busy preserving the past, remembering the past, reliving the past, and they were so busy dreaming of the future that they had no present moment. Then into their midst came Jesus, the greatest "Now Man" who ever lived. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Of course, Jesus Himself had a profound awareness of the importance of both the past and the future. His Tradition was very important to Him. It partly determined who He was. Jesus was aware of this reality. The future was very important to Him also, because He knew that God was going somewhere with His created order, and He spoke about that. But most important of all, for Jesus, was the present moment. The best of the past is in the present. And the seeds of tomorrow are in the present. When Jesus came into Galilee, His first words to the people were, "The time is fulfilled ... the Reign of God is at hand." In other words, "The promises are now being realized ... God is present to you now in the Person of the Messiah." Jesus defined "eternal life" in present terms. "This is eternal life," He said, "to know God now." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;A mother drove to the airport to pick up her two daughters who were coming home from college for the summer. It was at peak travel time and the traffic was fierce. As she waited for the line of traffic to move, she spotted her daughters standing in front of the terminal, still more than a block away. She got out of the car and hollered as loud as she could, "Alice! Kathy!" Her two children heard and came running. Whereupon, the man in the car behind called out, "Would you mind calling for Harold?" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Jesus is calling now -- for Alice and Kathy and George and Bill and Mary and Johnny and Harold and, yes, even you! Moreover, He not only doesn't mind calling for you, He is calling for you at the top of His lungs, so to speak.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;He is calling for you who remember how good it was when you were younger and stronger. He is calling for you who remember how good it was when the children were still at home, when prices weren't so high, when competition wasn't so fierce, when life was easier. He is calling for you who can't forget the hurts that were inflicted on you in the past. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;He is calling for you who look forward to how good it's going to be when you finally get the bills paid. He is calling for you who look forward to how good it's going to be when all the kids leave home and go out on their own. He is calling for you who look forward to how good it's going to be when you get that promotion or when you retire. He is calling for you who look forward to how good it's going to be when you graduate high school or college. He's calling for you who look forward to how good it's going to be when you get married and have a family. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;He is calling for all of you who are letting life pass you by because you insist on living either in the past or in the future. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Some unknown person has written "An Autobiography In Five Chapters," each chapter representing a different attitude. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Chapter One I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost ... I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It takes forever to find a way out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Chapter Two I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I'm in the same place. But it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Chapter Three I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I fall in ... it's a habit ... but my eyes are open. I know where I am, It is my fault, I get out immediately. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Chapter Four I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Chapter Five I walk down a different street. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Follow Me," Jesus commands. Jesus wants us to get out of our present rut. Jesus wants us to break away from the old habits. Jesus wants us to walk with Him down a different street. Jesus wants us to "Go and proclaim the Kingdom of God now." Jesus wants us to enter into eternal life with God now. Jesus wants us to proclaim the Kingdom of Love now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-1481648879782767101?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/1481648879782767101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=1481648879782767101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1481648879782767101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/1481648879782767101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/06/13th-sunday-come-follow-me.html' title='13th sunday. come follow me.'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcr0x8UnaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_1kmaz1jd9w/s72-c/davao2010+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-6921830174820818264</id><published>2010-06-27T06:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:32:19.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EXPRESSION OF LIFE Express your life to its full potential Cycle: C Luke 9:51-62</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcoqHxnnWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LGD0nYQ2NGE/s1600/davao2010+301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcoqHxnnWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LGD0nYQ2NGE/s320/davao2010+301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487399375081020770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whoever puts his hand to the plow but keeps looking back is unfit for the reign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of God" (Luke 9:62)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A famous preacher tells of receiving a letter from a parishioner which began as follows: "I listened to your sermon on suffering last Sunday. I just wanted you to know that I didn't know what suffering was until I heard you preach." In a more serious vein, he tells of a letter he received from another parishioner, a mother, who wrote that until recently, she didn't know what love was, despite the hundreds of sermons on love she had listened to over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This mother had been reared in the highest echelons of society in a southern U.S. city. She was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;formally presented in society, was always very active in the Church, always on just the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;committees and in the right places and everything was just right. And she really believed she was a Christian. "But," she wrote, "there was one problem." One of her children, it seems, had given her a lot of trouble. As this mother said, "The child learned how to say 'No' at a very early age and just kept on saying it." This didn't fit into her way of life. It disrupted the comfortable routine and she began to resent her own daughter. It became more and more obvious to the daughter and to everyone else (though this woman hid it from herself) until, finally, the thirteen-year-old child ran away from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The note she left said, "It's very obvious, mother, that you don't love me and it would be better for both of us if I go away. "My world collapsed," the woman wrote. "At first, out of sheer humiliation, that I, a prominent society person and a prominent church woman should have her daughter leave home under such circumstances. Then the humiliation gave way to a deep sense of despair when I finally became honest enough to say to myself, 'I don't love my daughter. I don't even love myself.' "And she said she just had to go down on her knees and somehow begin this whole business of being a Christian over again, from scratch. And the words she'd been hearing all her life about God's love and about Grace and forgiveness and reconciliation, suddenly grasped her as they never had before. The Grace-of-God she had heard about and talked about so much, became real to her for the first time, and her whole life changed, from inside out. And when she found her daughter, the reconciliation began. Not only that, but her relationship to her husband, her relationship to her other children, her relationship to the Church, everything was different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what Paul was so concerned about when he wrote his letter to the Galatians. They had heard the Gospel preached but it was apparent that it was not making a real difference in their lives. They were "keeping the faith" on a very superficial level, in their Church-going and in their show of allegiance to the Law. But they had not been grasped by the Grace of God's love at a level deep enough to make a real difference in their lives and in their relationships. Paul, therefore, says to them: "Out of love, place yourselves at one another's service. The whole law has found its fulfillment in this one saying: 'You shall love your neighbor as yourself.' If you go on biting and tearing one another to pieces, take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will end up in mutual destruction!" (Gal.5:13-15). Just stop your hooting and hollering and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing about God's Grace long enough to start living in it. Immerse yourself in this love of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know that it is in your being and at this very moment a miracle can occur. Those of you who have been hearing this all your lives at one level will hear it now at a deeper level and at a new level. Now! Because God is here, God is present, God's Grace is in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several years ago a national magazine published a letter it had received from a ten-year-old girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entitled "All My Presents." In it, a little girl fantasized that she had the power to give her nearest and dearest anything she desired, and she made a list of the things she would like to give most to each member of her family. "I'd give Billy a box of dancing girls," she wrote. "I'd give Lisa eight diamond rings. I'd give my grandmother anything. I'd give Tommy Ireland. I'd give mommy one hundred thousand pots of popcorn. I'd give my uncles the two-thousand-and-one space ship. I'd give my daddy the world. I'd give Anna a one-hundred-key xylophone. And I'd give myself to me." What a beautiful gift! There is nothing more beautiful to give than yourself, because you are a Grace of God, your life is a gift from God--for you, for those you love and for the whole wide world you live in. And God wants you to accept yourself and to express yourself as the unique gift of His love you really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said all that, the question becomes, "How can this be applied in the every day, concrete events of life?" I know a married man who says that his favorite verse in all the Bible is in St. Paul's letter to the Colossians, the third chapter, eighteenth verse. It reads, "You who are wives, be submissive to your husbands. This is your duty to the Lord." It's funny, but a preacher never sees the women in his congregation smile when he reads that verse. It might sound to you like a totally male chauvinist statement and, if we stopped there, it most certainly would be. But all you wives present can come right back with the next verse, the nineteenth: "Husbands, love your wives. Avoid any bitterness toward them." This is the key to what we are looking at today, because the love to which St. Paul refers is not romantic love. It is a very special and all-encompassing kind of love which Paul called by the Greek word "agape," and which I will refer to as "Agape Love." Agape Love means a deeper kind of love which says, "Husband, don't use your wife. Give yourself to your wife in such a way that she may come into the fullness of her creation, that she may express her life even as you express yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That same man says he also likes verse twenty and uses it a lot around his house. "You children, obey your parents in everything as the acceptable way in the Lord." Paul really lays it on here. Not only are children supposed to obey, but they are to obey because it pleases God. I think of the father who said that he doesn't strike his children any more except in self-defense. Yes, there is a real problem with discipline in contemporary society, but there is more to it than just this verse telling the children to obey. There's more to it than that because in the very next verse, St. Paul says, "And fathers, do not nag your children lest they lose heart." What a beautiful insight into the nature of Agape Love. The discipline is necessary, but it is not a discipline that takes life or discourages life or negates life. It is a discipline that brings out the life of the children. Here, right in the midst of the most intimate of all human relationships--husband and wife, parent and child--Paul urges us to love in Christ's new way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is within the bosom of the family that we are really ourselves. You can't hide the real you in the family. Day after day, week after week, who you really are inevitably comes out. And the truth is, it is in the family and in our most intimate relationships that most of us fail most miserably in this matter ofAgape Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A young man had left his home and family when it seemed to most everyone that his family life was ideal. His father was a judge and a pillar of the community. But, when the young man was asked why he had left, he said of his father, very simply, "I've seen him at home with his robes off. I know who he is!" At home with our robes off--"that's where it's at," as people say in the vernacular of the day, that's where we really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agape Love means to be concerned enough about the other person to let him be, to see the good that is there, to want it to come out. Agape Love means not to want to shape the other person in our image, but to rejoice in the difference between us. It is not a manipulative love. It is a love of surrender. Yet, how often do we find that we are manipulators and, worse, that we manipulate in the most generous, often loving way, so that we can get our own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is the story about the head of a law firm who had hired a brilliant young graduate to work in his office. Before starting to work, the young man was sent abroad for further, special studies. When he returned from Europe, he came into the office ready for work, sporting a long, flowing beard. The chief lawyer looked him over and said, "Young man, I have no objection if that beard is how you would like to express yourself. Just don't wear it during office hours!" You see, it's easy for us to claim that we want to let the other fellow be himself, but when it comes down to something that really bugs us, we react in exactly the opposite way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just think back over your past life to the people who have really brought out the best in you. Think of the persons you know who have this quality of expressing life through Agape Love and who are willing and anxious for you to express your life to its full potential. Think of the good husbands and fathers, the good wives and mothers, the good friends you have known who possess this quality of life- -this quality of Agape Love. Then, go and do the same: "Out of love, place yourselves in one another's service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whoever puts his hand to the plow but keeps looking back is unfit for the reign of God," Jesus tells us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in today's Gospel. In other words, "Come after Me," and place yourselves in one another's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;service now. There is no time to lose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fr Nony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-6921830174820818264?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/6921830174820818264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=6921830174820818264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/6921830174820818264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/6921830174820818264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/06/expression-of-life-express-your-life-to.html' title='THE EXPRESSION OF LIFE Express your life to its full potential Cycle: C Luke 9:51-62'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TCcoqHxnnWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LGD0nYQ2NGE/s72-c/davao2010+301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-167435802397100281</id><published>2010-06-19T11:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T11:19:06.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12th sunday in rodinary time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TBzf4YGQ3dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tc-hBJ_oYPE/s1600/davao2010+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TBzf4YGQ3dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tc-hBJ_oYPE/s320/davao2010+111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484504605864811986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TBzfR07TwqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eLCx1qTakHw/s1600/davao2010+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TBzfR07TwqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eLCx1qTakHw/s320/davao2010+112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484503943588594338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD HONESTY_IN_RELIGION &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Change Your Tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD Our_mission_in_life_as_a_People_of_God &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Jesus is talking about today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD There_was_a_man_named_John_sent_by_God_w &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"Whoever loses his life for My sake, he will save it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD John_167 &lt;span style="'mso-element:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier; mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Luke 9:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier';"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD These_opening_words_in_Johns_Gospel_remi &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The story is told of a great violinist who owned the most valuable violin in the world. Once, during the course of a superb concert performance, he suddenly smashed his violin over a chair again and again, breaking it into little pieces. The audience was stunned. The master quickly relieved their anxiety, saying, "Don't be alarmed. The violin I smashed was not my priceless Stradivarius. It was a cheap instrument, worth only a few dollars. Now I shall play upon my Stradivarius." Whereupon, he played the same selection he had just finished playing on the other violin. Most people in the audience couldn't tell the difference. Then the violinist said, "So much has been said about the monetary value of my beautiful Stradivarius that I wanted to demonstrate the fact that the music is not in the instrument. The music is in the one who plays upon it." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Regardless of your monetary net worth, regardless of whether you are rich or poor or somewhere in between, you make beautiful music with your life when you place yourself in God's hands. Allow God's purposes to be played through you, His human instruments, and the great music of life will resound. But God cannot use your life in this way until you put it in His hands.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Our number one priority in life is to be in union with God, our Father, in and through the Lord Jesus Christ. Apart from God there is no possibility of genuine growth, genuine happiness, genuine peace, genuine security in our life. In the Apostle Paul's words, "May the God of Peace Himself sanctify you wholly; and may your spirit and soul and body be kept sound and blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. He who calls you is faithful, and He will do it" (1 Thes. 5:23). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;We all want God to make us sound and blameless in spirit and body. We all want God to make us feel secure in the knowledge of who we are and why we are and where we're going with our life. We all want the genuine peace of soul that only God can give us. And yet many of us come to Church and talk about God and sing about God, but money is our God and things are our God and mindless pleasure is our God. And, inevitably, this estrangement from the only genuine Source of our fulfillment affects our health, our relationships, our ability to love unconditionally, our ability to grow into our full human potential. We become more and more anxious, and our anxiety robs us of our sleep, robs our life of its joy, drains us of our vitality, affects us with psychological and emotional pain. We feel more and more helpless, more and more powerless, more and more out of control. We don't recognize our true self anymore. And we wonder if there is anyone to tell us who we are and why we live and die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;God, our Father, the Source of all of life, is a gracious God who wants us to know who we are. He wants to bring us to fulfillment. He is for us in this way, but always there is the condition: "You shall have no other Gods before me."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"I will give you life; I will resolve your identity crisis; I will make it possible for you to be the beautifully fulfilled person I made you to be." Then the condition: "If you put your ultimate trust in other gods, if you put other gods at the center of your life, you will not be able to discover who you are and why you are and where you are going with your life." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;In today's Gospel Lesson, Jesus says to His disciples: "Whoever would preserve his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the Gospel's will preserve it" (Mk. 8:35). The word in this text which we translate from the Greek as "life" literally means "psyche." Jesus is talking about our psyche: our spirit, our soul. He says, "lose it!": Lose it to God. Immerse your spirit in the Holy Spirit of God. Give your life over to the Rule of God. Lose your life to God and you will save it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;I have no doubt that this makes sense to most of us -- up to a point. What is missing in our response is a sense of immediacy, a sense of urgency, a sense of "Now is the time for all good men and women to come under the Rule of God!" Of course we want to get rid of our anxieties. Of course we want to get rid of our feelings of helplessness and powerlessness. Of course we want our relationships with other persons to be more life-enriching. Of course we want to be able to recognize our true self and to grow into our full human potential. Of course! But, "Not right now, O Lord. Some other time! Right now we're too busy dealing with our anxieties."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;Many of us are like the man who hated his job but worked at it for thirty years waiting for retirement -- "When I can begin to live," as he put it. But don't you see, Jesus is calling us into life now! Jesus is telling us that it is in the struggle, in the job, in the relationship, in the pain, in the joy, in the tears, in the laughter, that we experience the Divine Presence in our life if we are open to it. It is not "out there" somewhere but in the everyday-living process that we need to position ourselves under the Rule of God in order to enrich our understanding of who we are and why we live and die. It is in the everyday-living process that we receive our opportunities to experience the Presence of God more deeply -- in the family, in the community, and in the world. It is in the everyday-living process that we receive our opportunities to know each other and to love each other more deeply in Christ Jesus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;One Sunday morning, in a big-city Church, the pastor made the following announcement:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;It is obvious that as more and more new high-rises continue to swallow up the burgeoning population, and life continues to become more and more computerized, our city is growing more and more impersonal. It appears that we are experiencing a similar problem in this congregation. We are growing more and more impersonal. The spirit of friendliness is declining. We seem more and more reluctant to even greet each other as we gather together to worship God. As your pastor, I would like to take steps to correct this situation. Therefore, beginning next Sunday there will be a pause in the service, during which time members of the congregation can turn to each other and extend a friendly greeting. When the service was over, a man in the congregation turned to the woman seated behind him and said, "Good Morning! How are you? Nice to see you this morning!" The woman gave him an icy stare. "That doesn't start until next Sunday," she snapped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"Whoever loses his life for My sake, he will save it." Jesus is not talking about next Sunday -- or Saturday, or Friday. Jesus is not talking about tomorrow. Jesus is talking about today! Jesus is talking about this Sunday. Jesus is talking about now! "Lose your life for my sake now." That means, "Lose your life in My Cause now. Lose yourself in My ministry of loving service now. There you will begin to recognize your true self. There you will begin to discover who you are and why you are. There, and only there, you will begin to identify the meaning and purpose of your life with the Gospel truth that love of God and love of neighbor are inseparable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;"A New Commandment I give to you," Jesus said to his disciples, "that you love one another; even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another" (Jn. 13:34-35).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;The truly marvelous thing about Jesus' Commandment is that the newness never wears off. Each individual act of compassion, each act of understanding, each act of healing, each act of forgiveness, is a new and unique revelation of what love is all about and, therefore, what God is all about, and therefore, what our fulfillment and eternal happiness are all about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi- mso-no-proof:yesfont-family:Courier;"&gt;If you want to make beautiful music with your life, change your tune from "I Did It My Way," to "I'll Do It God's Way." Play it God's way and you can begin to grow into your full potential as a human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="';font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-167435802397100281?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/167435802397100281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=167435802397100281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/167435802397100281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/167435802397100281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/06/12th-sunday-in-rodinary-time.html' title='12th sunday in rodinary time'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/TBzf4YGQ3dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tc-hBJ_oYPE/s72-c/davao2010+111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-112672610910956296</id><published>2010-04-03T18:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:24:55.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/S7fAIphPDuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fy2OV9x5-oY/s1600/DSC03211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/S7fAIphPDuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fy2OV9x5-oY/s320/DSC03211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456040728399384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;In a class on the New Testament, a professor asked, “Why did Jesus rise from the dead?” A smart Aleck raised his hand and said: “Because his grave was borrowed only for the weekend! Jesus had to vacate it or else He would be evicted.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Of course, that was not the reason why the Lord rose from the dead. Rather He wanted to prove that everything He said about Himself as the Messiah Who would rise from death was all true. Our Lord was worried because there have been too many arrivals in heaven. He called to task St. Peter for the laxity in the screening of new entrants.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;The Lord suggested that the new arrivals should undergo some kind of entrance test. They are to be asked about their religion. St. Peter thought the idea was excellent. After thinking what would be the most crucial question, he came up with the following: “What is the significance of Easter?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Meeting the first aspirant at the Pearly Gates, St. Peter asked, “What’s the importance of Easter?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Well, it is a…er…a day…when…ah…we color eggs and children hunt them in the playground.” “You must go to hell,” St. Peter ordered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;“How about you?” he asked pointing at the second person in line. The woman straightened up and pondered what to answer. “Er…ah…on Easter there is usually this er…bunny. A rabbit!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“You, too, must go to hell,” decided the exasperated Saint.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;“And you,” St. Peter asked the third arrival, “What is the meaning of Easter?” The man brightened up and replied, “That is when Jesus was crucified, died, and buried. And on the third day He rose again.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Praise be to God” St. Peter exclaimed, finally, there’s one person worthy of entering heaven… And what else can you say about Easter?” Oozing with confidence, he said, “After Jesus rose from the cave, he got out to chase the bunny and hunt the colored eggs in the playground!” St. Peter almost collapsed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;You may laugh at the story but aren’t we not much different from those people at times?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;For instance, we think that having participated in the Lenten and Easter rites, we have done our “Easter obligation” and now consider ourselves as good Christians.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;Those liturgical rites, those Lenten retreats are, no doubt, good but they shouldn’t end there. The lessons learned, like forgiveness and reconciliation, justice, care for the poor should now be applied in day-to-day life. This should be the fruit of spiritual renewal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;THE LIGHTER SIDE. George went on a vacation to the Holy Land with his family, including his mother-in-law. While visiting Jerusalem, George's mother-in-law fell ill and died. George went to the American Consulate to make arrangements to send the body back to the States for burial. The Consul told George that the sending of a body back to the States would cost as much as $5,000, while burying the body in Jerusalem would cost only $150.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"&gt;George responded, "I don't care how much it will cost." The Consul said, "You must have loved your mother-in-law very much, considering the difference in price." "No, it's not that," says George. "You see, I know of a case many years ago of a Person who was buried here in Jerusalem. On the third day He rose from the dead!" "I just can't take that chance!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-112672610910956296?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/112672610910956296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=112672610910956296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/112672610910956296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/112672610910956296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy Easter'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/S7fAIphPDuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fy2OV9x5-oY/s72-c/DSC03211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-3402769998019393592</id><published>2010-03-21T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:40:21.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way Out  Only God decides who is going to hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Courier, serif;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD There_was_a_man_named_John_sent_by_God_w &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"Let the man among you who has no sin be the first to cast a stone at her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD John_167 &lt;span style="'mso-element:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier; mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;John 8:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD These_opening_words_in_Johns_Gospel_remi &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;There was a certain bishop who loved to play golf. He carried his golf bag in the trunk of his car, always ready to get out on the course should the opportunity arise. One year, when Spring rolled around, he announced that he would make the supreme sacrifice: no golf during Lent. He did well for two weeks, resisting every temptation to open that car trunk. But one bright sunny morning as he rode past a beautiful golf course he wavered. "I'll just hit a few practice swings," he said to himself. But when he got out on the turf, he was lost. He played the entire 18 holes. Unfortunately for him, however, a heavenly angel was watching. The angel reported to St. Peter, "Look down there, the bishop is playing golf. He's breaking his Lenten promise. He must be punished! Shall I strike him dead with a lightening bolt?" St. Peter replied, "No. That's being too easy on him. I'll punish him more severely." The bishop was then on the last tee. It was a difficult hole to play, 450 yards long. The bishop swung and hit an amazing drive. The ball hit the green and rolled into the cup: a hole in one. "Look at that," the angel cried, "a 450-yard hole in one. Do you call that punishment?" To which St. Peter replied, "For a golfer that is the greatest punishment possible. The bishop has just hit the most spectacular shot in golf history, and he can't tell anyone about it."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;In today's Gospel, a group of scribes and Pharisees are determined to mete out the strongest possible punishment under the law -- death by stoning -- to a woman who has been caught committing adultery. Actually, they want to use the incident to entrap Jesus. "Teacher," they say to Him, "this woman has been caught in the act of adultery. In the law, Moses ordered such women to be stoned. What do You say about the case?" (Jn. 8:4-5). They perceive that Jesus would call for mercy, in which case they would accuse Him of flaunting the law. Jesus replies, "Let the man among you who has no sin be the first to cast a stone at her" (Jn. 8:7). Hearing this, "the audience drifted away, one by one, beginning with the elders," John tells us (Jn. 8:9).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;There are several Gospel episodes in which Jesus' adversaries try to create a situation in which they can use His words and deeds against Him. There also are Gospel episodes in which Jesus' friends use His words and deeds against Him. In the third chapter of Mark, Jesus has begun to attract a large following. "He had healed so many," Mark tells us, "that all who had diseases pressed in upon Him" (Mk. 3:10). Because of the crush, Jesus tells His disciples to have a boat ready for Him so that He might withdraw in safety. Away from the crowds now, He goes about enlisting twelve men into His ministry. He tells them to drop everything in order to involve themselves completely in His service. "Then," Mark says simply, "He went home" (Mk. 3:19). There the crowds catch up with Him. Seeing all the commotion, His friends begin to spread the word: "He is beside Himself" (Mk. 3:21). In other words, "He is a mad man. He's crazy." On another occasion, Jesus comes to Nazareth, "the town where He was brought up" (Lk. 4:16). As was His custom on the sabbath day, He entered the synagogue to read the Scripture and to preach. He opened the book and found the place where it was written,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me, because He has anointed Me to preach Good News to the poor. He has sent Me to proclaim release to the captives and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed ... (Lk. 4:18).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Jesus "closed the book, and gave it back to the attendant ... and He began to say to them, 'Today this Scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.' And all spoke well of Him and wondered at the gracious words that proceeded out of His mouth" (Lk. 4:21-22). Then Jesus began to apply the lesson to His friends and neighbors sitting before Him and, suddenly, His words no longer sounded gracious to them. They became hostile because He was telling them that God's Love extended to all peoples -- even their enemies. Suddenly, Jesus was a prophet without honor in His own home town. The towns-people were "filled with wrath." "They rose up and led Him to the brow of the hill on which their city was built, that they might throw Him down headlong" (Lk. 4:28). In other words, they tried to lynch Him. John's Gospel tells us that after Jesus had preached the parable of the Good Shepherd, many of His own people decided that He was possessed by a devil. "He is out of His mind," they said, "Why pay any attention to Him anymore?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Mohandas Gandhi dedicated his adult life to the cause of peace and brotherhood. He traveled the length and breadth of India, living among the poor, proclaiming release to the captives and liberty to the oppressed. He labored incessantly to convince his people that it was the truth, not violence, that would make them free. He struggled valiantly to stop the bloody confrontations between his people and the British military power. He struggled valiantly to stop the bloody religious conflict between the Hindu majority (of which he himself was a member) and the Moslem minority. He struggled valiantly to heal and to reconcile through non-violence. He did not submit passively to injustice. Day in and day out, he denounced it. But always he confronted the unjust in love. Not the sword, but love was his weapon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;In the motion picture "Gandhi," there is a moving scene at Ghandi's bedside where he lays nearly dead from fasting. He had undertaken the fast in part as a protest against the civil war between the Hindus and the Moslems, which was growing in intensity. He had said that he would fast until it killed him unless the fighting stopped. Reports begin to drift in that the violence is subsiding. His closest friends encourage him to stop the fast, but Gandhi refuses. He says he would end the fast only when he is convinced that all the violence is ended. As the scene unfolds, one of the Hindu fighters rushes into Gandhi's room. He throws a piece of bread on the bed. His voice is filled with anguish as he cries out, "Eat! Eat! I am going to hell." Gandhi replies softly, "Only God decides who is going to hell." The distraught man says, "I killed a child. I smashed his head against a wall." "Why?" Gandhi asks gently. Sobbing, the man answers, "They killed my son. My boy. The Moslems killed my son." To which, Gandhi replies, "I know a way out of hell. Find a child, a child whose mother and father have been killed. A little boy. And raise him as your own. Only be sure that he is a Moslem and that you raise him as one." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The avenging Hindu was not "going to hell" as he told Gandhi. He already was in hell. Whenever we refuse to let God be God, we create our own living hell. Whenever we try to exercise God's prerogatives, we close ourselves off from the abundant life Jesus offers us. Whenever we pronounce judgment on another in an ultimate, vengeful, unforgiving way, we have been conquered by evil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;If we get serious about following Jesus, what will people think? Will they think of us as they thought of Jesus? Will they think we've gone bananas? Jesus has told us to be prepared for that response when we take up our cross daily and follow Him. And Paul wrote, "We are fools for Christ ... When reviled, we bless; when persecuted, we endure; when slandered, we try to conciliate" (1 Cor. 4:10, 12-13). Forgive? Endure? Conciliate? "Don't be a fool!" people will say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"Don't be a fool, Gandhi!" Immediately after Gandhi has given the avenging Hindu his way out of hell, the scene shifts. Gandhi has left his bed of fasting and is once more out among the people. And as the crowd presses in upon him, he is killed by an assassin's bullet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier; mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"Don't be a fool, Jesus!" Live up to our expectations. You've got charisma. We can strike down our enemies with You as our leader." But Jesus makes it clear that the Father has a better idea. And in the closing scene of His life, Jesus shows us the way out of our living hell: "Father, forgive them" (Lk. 23:34). Our calling is to partake in the madness of a compassionate, reconciling, forgiving heart. Jesus has given the world the way out of its living hell. Follow Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-3402769998019393592?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/3402769998019393592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=3402769998019393592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3402769998019393592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/3402769998019393592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/03/way-out-only-god-decides-who-is-going.html' title='The Way Out  Only God decides who is going to hell'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-9057426620850234312</id><published>2010-03-13T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T18:37:01.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>prodigal son</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:18.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD Getting_Down_To_Basics &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:18.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD Put_the_steam_to_the_engine &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Nothing less than a miracle drug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD The_Kingdom_of_Heaven_is_like_a_treasure &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"He ran to the boy, clasped him in his arms and kissed him tenderly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD Matthew_1344 &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Luke 15:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;i style="'mso-bidi-font-style:normal'"&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-begin'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-spacerun:yes'"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MERGEFIELD A_New_York_City_pastor_recalls_what_happ &lt;span style="'mso-element:field-separator'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family: Courier"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Student car-parking space had become extremely scarce at a large University.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a result, anyone who parked illegally was quickly ticketed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The student who topped the list of violators one year said, "I didn't realize how many times I had transgressed until I returned to school after summer vacation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the 'comments' portion of my first parking ticket of the new semester, the officer had written, 'Welcome back!'" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;In today's Gospel, Jesus' parable of "The Prodigal Son" is the story of a father's "Welcome back!" to a wayward son whose many transgressions were of a far more serious nature than mere parking violations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of you know the familiar story, of course... &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Notice, there is no suggestion of squaring accounts, no trace of resentment in the father's heart, even though his son had used him badly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The father is concerned to leave no doubt in his son's mind and heart that all is forgiven--and forgotten. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Jesus was a lonely figure during His forty day retreat into the desert, before He began His public ministry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus was a lonely figure when He prayed in a place called Gethsemane on the eve of His crucifixion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He kept saying, "Father, everything is possible for You.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take this cup away from Me. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But let it be as You, not I, would have it" (Mk. 14:36).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus was a lonely figure when He cried out on the Cross, "My God, My God, why have You deserted Me?" (Mk. 15:34).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even into the utter loneliness of His death, Jesus continued to long passionately for the company of His Heavenly Father. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Longing for the company of our Heavenly Father is not just an item we try to fit into our busy schedules.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Longing for God is a way of life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For it is in our ongoing hunger and thirst for reconciliation with one another that we draw nearer to the Summit, nearer to God, our Father -- God of Love! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;A priest who was blessed with a bit of musical talent, tells the story of his visit one day to a nursing home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He played his guitar and sang for the residents, and after his mini-concert, he greeted each of the residents personally.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A very elderly woman named Martha took his hand and invited him to return in exactly two weeks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Why then?" the pastor asked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"It will be my one hundredth birthday," she replied.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The clergyman was impressed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"What has contributed to your very long life?" he asked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Well," she said, "I had a wonderful husband, but he is gone now, and I once had beautiful children, but they too are gone now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was a wonderful life I had then.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what I have now."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And she opened her arms and gestured as if giving a great big welcoming hug to all her companions in the room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Now," says the priest, "whenever the future looks bleak and lonely, I remember Martha and I open my arms wide and I welcome what I have now, with a tender embrace." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Whether it's in a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;shelter for the homeless or a nursing home, or a place of worship, or a family gathering, wherever it may be, open your arms wide and welcome what you have now with a great big hug.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not alienation but reconciliation is what is required of you now: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Be always the first to forgive. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Do not wait for the other to forgive, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;For, by forgiving, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;You become the master of fate, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The fashioner of life, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;The doer of miracles. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;To forgive is the highest, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Most beautiful form of love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;In return you will receive &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Untold peace and happiness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"He ran to the boy and clasped him in his arms."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The father hugged his "prodigal son."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hugging -- that's the perfect cure for what ails you. And it has... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;No movable parts. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;No batteries to wear out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;No periodic checkups. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Low energy consumption. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;High energy yield. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;No monthly payments. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;No insurance requirements. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It is... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Theft-proof. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Inflation-proof. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Non-taxable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Non-polluting. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;And, of course, fully returnable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Hugging is healthy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;Moreover... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It relieves tension. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It combats depression. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It reduces stress. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It improves blood circulation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It's invigorating. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It's rejuvenating. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It elevates self-esteem. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It generates goodwill. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It has no unpleasant side effects. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;It is nothing less than a miracle drug. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;"He ran to the boy and clasped him in his arms." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier;mso-no-proof:yes"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if supportFields]&gt;&lt;i style="'mso-bidi-font-style:normal'"&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Courier;mso-bidi-font-family:Courier'"&gt;&lt;span style="'mso-element:field-end'"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-9057426620850234312?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/9057426620850234312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=9057426620850234312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/9057426620850234312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/9057426620850234312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/03/prodigal-son.html' title='prodigal son'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-4452599395212230194</id><published>2010-02-20T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:11:12.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sunday of lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;A Jewish man lives into a Catholic neighbourhood. Every Friday he drives the Catholics crazy because, while the Catholics morosely eating their fish, the Jew is outside barbecuing steak. So the Catholics decide to work on the Jew to convert him to Catholicism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Finally, after many threats and much pleading, the Catholics succeed. They take the Jew to a priest who sprinkles holy water on the Jew and says, "Born a Jew, Raised a Jew, Now a Catholic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;The Catholics are ecstatic. No more delicious, but maddening smells every Friday evening. But the next Friday evening, the scent of barbecue wafts through the neighbourhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;The Catholics all rush to the Jew's house to remind him of his new diet. They see him standing over the cooking steak. He is sprinkling water on the meat and saying, "Born a cow, Raised a cow, Now a fish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:15.0pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:.75pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black"&gt;Our Gospel today is on the Temptation of Jesus in the wilderness. Three temptations are recounted: to change stone into bread, to fall down and worship the devil, and to jump down from the pinnacle of the Temple. In each of these three temptations what the devil is saying to Jesus is, "Come on, use what you have to get what you want." And in each case Jesus overcomes the temptation by replying, "No, we can only use godly means to satisfy our God-given needs or to pursue our goals in life."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:15.0pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:.75pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black"&gt;In the first temptation, Jesus had fasted for forty days in the wilderness and at the end of it he was very hungry. The devil puts an idea into his head. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Notice that the first thing the devil does is sow a doubt in his mind:&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;"if you are the Son of God&lt;/b&gt;." "Are you really sure God is with you?" The same thing happened in the garden of Eden. The first thing the Tempter said to Eve was, "&lt;b&gt;Did God really say you should not eat of any fruit of the garden&lt;/b&gt;" (Genesis 3:1). Temptation always begins with a doubting thought. Did God really say this or is it one of those Sunday school fairy tales? Jesus overcame the temptations by refusing to entertain such doubts and by standing on the word of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:15.0pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:.75pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black"&gt;Note, secondly, that people are tempted only with what they need or want. After his fasting Jesus needed to eat. So the devil tempted him with food. It is not a sin for Jesus to eat after fasting. The sin may lie in how the food is obtained. Should he follow the normal way of obtaining bread or should he take the shortcut suggested by the devil to obtain instant bread? Jesus refuses to take the devil's shortcut. The means we employ to satisfy our needs must be in accordance with the word of God. Feeding on God's word is ultimately more important than feeding on bread. "&lt;b&gt;It is written, 'One does not live by bread alone&lt;/b&gt;'" (verse 4). In the second temptation the devil shows Jesus all the kingdoms of the world and promises to give him authority over them if only Jesus would worship him. Remember that Jesus was about to begin his public life and was looking for a way to get the whole world to know him and accept his message. Again the devil tempts him to use what he has (his heart, his soul) to get what he wants (the loyalty of the whole world). Again Jesus says no. The end does not justify the means. "&lt;b&gt;It is written, 'Worship the Lord your God, and serve only him'&lt;/b&gt;" (verse 8).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top:15.0pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:.75pt;margin-left: 0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;color:black"&gt;In the third temptation the devil asks Jesus to throw himself down from the pinnacle of the temple as a way to prove that he was the Son of God. Remember that the people were asking Jesus for a sign to prove that he was the Messiah. Jesus wanted to convince them that he was the one. But how do you do it! The devil suggested this sensational sky jump without a parachute. Again, use what you have to get what you want. Use your supernatural power to get the people to recognize you and believe in you as the Son of God, the Messiah. And again Jesus says no. The God of Jesus Christ is not a God of the sensational but a God who works through the ordinary, everyday things of life. So you see, Jesus shows us that we should never trade off our faith in God or our moral principles to obtain anything in this world, because faithfulness to God is more precious than anything in this world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13978193-4452599395212230194?l=frnony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/feeds/4452599395212230194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13978193&amp;postID=4452599395212230194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4452599395212230194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13978193/posts/default/4452599395212230194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frnony.blogspot.com/2010/02/1st-sunday-of-lent.html' title='1st sunday of lent'/><author><name>Rev.nony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00300541947460063130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/Sa2fxe6YEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tD3KQnT8ob4/S220/flowers+031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13978193.post-8080429873268834203</id><published>2010-02-13T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:52:18.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beatitudes 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/S3dXOhvUA-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/tRK7z9OpUds/s1600-h/DSC02417_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BM6WLEn_d_g/S3dXOhvUA-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/tRK7z9OpUds/s320/DSC02417_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437910982159762402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;Keywords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Waste, Trust, Beatitudes, Dreams, Nightmares, Dread&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;A sexton was sweeping up a mess on the front steps of the Church. He looked at the flowers lying about in disorder. "What a waste!" he muttered. Those pretty flowers had been strewn about the Church entrance and vestibule at a wedding only an hour before. Now it was all over and they were about to be discarded. The man leaned on his broom handle for a few moments, lost in thought. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound. One of the flowers was speaking to him:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;"Do you call this a waste?" the flower protested. "What is life anyway, yours or mine, but a means of service? My mission was to create a sweet fragrance and a little beauty, and when I have fulfilled it my life has not been wasted. What greater privilege is there for a flower than to adorn a bride's way to her beloved? What greater privilege than to help glorify the moment when a bride and groom seal their faith in each other by entering into the covenant of marriage?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Flowers are a lot like people. They live in deeds, not in time. My glory was for a brief hour, but you should have seen the joy in the bride's eye. I have a right to think I had something to do with it. So don't grieve for me! My life is not a waste. My life has been worthwhile."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Having spoken its little piece, the little flower once more was silent. The man with the broom, startled from his reverie, and a little wiser, perhaps, pushed the broom again and continued his work. A flower, a bird, a grain of sand, a single raindrop -- each serves a purpose in God's Creation. We cannot even begin to visualize all that exists in full context! Why this particular grain of sand? Why this particular tiny flea? I don't know. And you don't know. Only God knows and we're not God. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Luke tells us that Jesus stood with the twelve Apostles before a great crowd of His disciples, and that a great multitude of other people who had come "to hear Him and to be healed of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;their diseases" (Lk. 6:17). And He lifted up His eyes, and said, "Blessed are you poor, for yours is the Kingdom of Heaven" (Lk. 6:20). That is the first of several "Blesseds," (or "Beatitudes") Jesus delivered as a prelude to His blueprint for living, which we call "The Sermon on the Mount." With those "Beatitudes," Jesus says, in effect, "If you are going to live My kind of life, you must put your life in its proper, God-intended context. Blessed are you poor!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;You put your life in proper context when you acknowledge that you are not self-sufficient. You put your life in proper context when you acknowledge your absolute reliance on God, not only for who you are but who you are to become. You put your life in proper context when you acknowledge not only that God is the Source of your life, but also your way of life. Blessed are you poor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;The pastor of a large &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Church tells of a recurring dream in which he takes a "Final Examination." He says ... From time-to-time I have a nightmare. I am back at college, about to take my "Final Exams" all over again. It appears that I have done very little studying. Instead, I have been playing tennis, seeing my friends, enjoying myself out on the river. Now I am caught unprepared. In my dream I keep asking myself, "Why am I here in college? I thought I was a middle-aged pastor!" But the dream goes on, and the pressure mounts as the exam gets every closer. Finally I wake up. I lie in the darkness with waves of relief flooding over me. It's all right! It all happened years ago. And I passed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Now, change the scene: it's your nightmare now. You are caught unready, and terror grips you. You walk into the classroom and pick up the examination paper. Calamity! Not a single question can you answer. Your stomach turns over with fright! Your legs shake! Just then, a distinguished-looking professor taps you on the shoulder. "Excuse me, you shouldn't be here," he says. "You've already&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;passed this test. Our records show that you have received your diploma. You can go." And you can't believe it! It's too good to be true! You dart out of the classroom into the brilliant sunshine, the truth slowly sinking in: You've passed!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Christianity's "too-good-to-be-true" Good News is the amazing pronouncement that here and now, because of what God has done in Jesus Christ, you have nothing to fear -- from life or death. You've already passed -- from death to new life. you are the here-and-now possessor of eternal life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;In this moment of Grace, resolve to empty yourself of all claims to self-sufficiency. At best, such&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;claims can only help you to dread one day at a time. In this moment of Grace, resolve to reject&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;whatever you may be depending on for your fulfillment and your peace of mind, apart from God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Resolve to empty it out and place yourself in God's hands unconditionally:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Oh God, I've emptied it all out and there's nothing left. Oh God, I'm at the end of my reserves. Oh, God, I am helpless before You.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&
