Tuesday, December 30, 2025

CLOSING OUT THE YEAR 2025 - A YEAR OF MIRACLES

Every New Year's Eve I enjoy an "at-home spiritual retreat" instead of accepting invitations to parties. I am not against such parties, but I look forward reviewing my past year and setting goals for the next year - by re-inventing myself if you will! I have done this about as long as I can remember. 

Last year, the picture below was the one I pasted onto my 2025 spiritual journal. I remember choosing it because I had some things in mind that I wanted to accomplish, mainly in the area of helping out in the missionary areas of the world, without knowing one iota about how it could happen. It turned out to be more effective than I could have dreamed! In a way, I was able to accomplish more than I could dream possible with the help of God and some very good people. I have named the year 2025 "The Year of Six Miracles." 

For details of all six "miracles" I witnessed in 2025, see my upcoming blogpost for January 6, 2026



 







Sunday, December 28, 2025

CELEBRATING FAMILIES IN ALL THEIR MARVELOUS DIVERSITY


Put on heartfelt compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness,
and patience, bearing with one another and forgiving one another, as the Lord has forgiven you. Over all these, put on love.
Let the peace of Christ control your hearts and be thankful.
Colossians 3:12-17

Some of my earliest religious memories revolve around the image of Mary, Joseph and the child Jesus - the Holy Family of Nazareth! I credit that to Sister Mary Ancilla, my first and second grade teacher. I remember how important the Holy Family was to her and so it became important to us, her students. It was probably a Sisters of Charity thing, having their Motherhouse in Nazareth, Kentucky, and all! 

 

The Holy Family of Nazareth was presented to us, even as first graders, as the ideal family and we were challenged to model our own families after them!  That always made me a little more than uncomfortable. I knew that Rhodelia was not Nazareth and we Knotts were not Jesus, Mary and Joseph! I always felt we missed the mark by a couple of hundred miles! We were certainly not holy card sweet by any stretch of the imagination!

 

I don’t have my own family, but in the seminary I was pumped full of pious ideas about what a “good priest” should be. I could never measure up to those, nor would I really want to these days. I have worked hard to create a priesthood I can live with, one that gives me life and life to the people I serve. I am not at all interested in twisting myself into being a priest in the image of the old 1950 movie, “Going My Way!” So, I have a little understanding of what families go through when the church “idealizes” family life and people feel they can’t measure up to Jesus, Mary and Joseph or some TV family of the 1950s like “Leave it to Beaver.” The traditional family of the 1950s was a brand-new and short-lived phenomenon. We can't return to the days of the "traditional" family because they hardly existed in the first place. Many times, the models being held up as "ideal" did not inspire us to reach for that ideal, they actually made us ashamed of ourselves!

As a preacher, I have always found this feast hard to preach for that very reason. Families today are going through a great upheaval so pushing too much idealism can actually make some struggling families feel defective and judged: single parent families, blended families, interracial families, adoptive families, same sex families and foster families.  These families need encouragement and support, not condemnation and judgment. Preachers today have to be careful how they preach on this feast or somebody could get hurt!  But, you know, the more I read the story of the Holy Family, the more I realize that theirs was not the idealized family that was presented to me as a child. They had problems too, real problems! What made them “holy” was not that they were problem free, what made them “holy” was how they addressed their problems and rose above them. 

 

Mary conceived Jesus before she was officially married. Joseph considered divorce at one point. Mary gave birth in a barn, away from home. Joseph and Mary were so poor that all they could offer was two doves when Jesus was presented in the Temple. We are told in today’s gospel that Jesus, Mary and Joseph were refugees in a foreign country, trying to avoid a child-killing maniac king. As we read in another gospel, when Jesus was 12 years old, he was listed as a missing person for a few days on one of their trips to Jerusalem. Joseph seems to disappear in the gospels after that, so Mary was probably a widow and single parent at some point early in Jesus' life.

 

Jesus was almost lynched by a mob of angry parishioners after a sermon in his own hometown of Nazareth. At one point in his ministry, some of Jesus relatives showed up and tried to take him home, convinced that he had actually lost his mind. Mary had to watch Jesus tried and executed like a common criminal.  What made the “holy family” “holy,” was not that they were problem free. What made them “holy” was the way they handled their defects and problems!

 

It does no good whatsoever to beat families over the head with some idealized and romantic notion of family life. Whether we like it or not, families have changed, and I believe that most families are doing the best they can --- and many of them are doing it against great odds! They need encouragement, not judgment!

 

I struggled again this year with what to say about families on this feast of the Holy Family, but after thinking about it for several days, this idea came to me over the holidays. Families don’t just happen! They must be created! As long as our parents were alive, we were a family because of them.  We automatically got together with them, but after they died, after we sold the family home, being a family became a decision.  These days, somebody has to take the lead to get us together. I used to do it years ago when I first moved to Louisville. My sister, Nancy, had been hosting most of our sibling Christmas dinner each year.  Two years ago, my sister Lois took over.  Each year, I always said at some point at those family gatherings, “We need to love and appreciate each other because one of us may not be here next year!” A few months after I said that one year, my youngest sister died of a brain tumor, followed by two brothers-in-law, an aunt and two cousins! I said it again this year. We have no idea who might be gone by next Christmas!

 

One Christmas, I got the best surprise Christmas present ever from my family. My youngest brother gathered up some of my nieces and nephews and their kids and brought dinner to my house. I usually have to go to them. A few years ago, when they left, they gave me a box of letters from my 20 nieces and nephews, thanking me for all the times I have “been there” for them and how proud they are of me! I was deeply and profoundly moved because it was something totally new and unexpected.

 

This year, we did not get together as siblings for the first time since our parents died. Maybe because my oldest sister is now living in an assisted living place in Elizabethtown, another sister has died and the others have children, grandchildren and even great grandchildren. My youngest brother, also single, came up Christmas Day and I fixed dinner for the two of us! It’s not like it used to be, but we made the most of it and tried out a new tradition or two to celebrate the changes within our aging family.  

 

As times change, even those of us who are single should try to create surrogate families, even circles of friends if necessary, with whom we can share and celebrate and even commiserate. To have friends, we must be a friend! We have to give to others, what we want from them: respect, love, support, honesty and fidelity. Friendships, like all forms of family, are a matter of intention and work, not luck!

 

On this Feast of the Holy Family, I salute all the families here today, in all your great variety! Some of you are nothing less than heroic in your efforts to maintain your families. Don't beat yourselves up if you are not some idealized "cookie cutter" family, just do the best you can with what you have! 

 

Whatever family we have created for ourselves, the values on which we can build a “holy” family remain the same. They are the values mentioned in the readings selected for this feast: (READ SLOWLY) heartfelt compassion, kindness, forgiveness, humility, gentleness, patience, gratitude, care, respect and love. When all the members of a family strive to live by those values, they build not only a family that is mutually lifegiving, but also a “holy” family!

 

 

 

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 



 

 

Wednesday, December 24, 2025

DO NOT BE AFRAID

 

The angel said to the shepherds “Do no be afraid; for behold, I proclaim to you 
and all people good news of great joy.  A savior has been born to you."
Luke 2:11

Do you know what the first thing human beings said to God? According to the Book of Genesis, the first thing human beings said to God was this: “I was afraid.” The word “afraid” appears many, many times in the Bible, most of the time along with the command, “Do not be afraid.” They were the words of Gabriel when he appeared to Mary when she first conceived. They were the words of the angel to Joseph when he decided to accept Mary and her unexpected pregnancy. They were the words the angel spoke to the women after the resurrection. They were the words of Jesus to his disciples when he appeared to them in the upper room after he had risen from the dead. They are his words to the shepherds in the gospel today and they are words addressed to us gathered here again this Christmas in the year 2025. 

As one who has preached 55 Christmases, it has occurred to me several times that more often than not, we have the tendency to reduce the Christmas story we just read to childish sentimentalism, when underneath it has at its core a very adult and real message of hope in times of great disappointment and loss. When we reduce it to pious sentimentalism, we can just keep it safely “out there” somewhere. When we infantilize it and reduce it to mere “cuteness,” “sweetness,” “sentimentalism,” and “niceness” we don’t have to deal with its very adult message. Santa Claus may be for children, but the message of Christmas is a powerful message for serious adults. 

“Do not be afraid,” is a message directed to the shepherds and to us! “Do not be afraid,” is easier said than done. Most of us are afraid at some time or another and some of us all the time. We are afraid of the dark, afraid of being alone, afraid of strangers, afraid of flying, afraid of heights, afraid of the water, afraid of germs, afraid of dying, afraid of getting old and sick, afraid of losing our jobs, afraid of not finding a spouse, afraid of losing a spouse, afraid of driving, afraid of losing our savings, afraid of getting pregnant, afraid of crowds, afraid of closed spaces, afraid of failure, afraid of success and, yes, afraid to move on after a terrible loss - the list goes on and on. 

It occurred to me the other day that the fear we experience after a loss is not so much about the fear of what has happened to the person we lost, but the fear about what is going to happen to us as we go on without the one we lost. Sometimes the hardest part of a loss isn’t letting go of the past, but rather learning to start over. It is embracing a “new way of being” that most fills us with doubt and fear. It’s as if the question “What am I going to do now?” keeps flashing before our eyes without letting up. My own niece summed it up quite well when her young husband died of cancer. “I knew who I was yesterday, but I don’t know who I am today.” That’s what fear is usually all about – not the past, but the future – our future without the one we lost. 

A few years ago, I had to go through the death of a dream I had for retirement. It hit suddenly and it hit hard, leaving me disappointed, angry and confused. I had to come to terms with the fact that the future I expected, wanted and planned on for years was not going to happen after all. I went through a grieving process – a painful process of letting go. One day, I read something that restored my hope and helped me let go. This is what it said: “A ‘Plan B life’ can be just as good or better than a ‘Plan A life." You just have to let go of that first dream and realize that God has already written the first chapter of the new life that awaits you. All you have to do is start reading that new chapter.” Thinking about it, this has been true over and over again in my life. 

As I waited for God to reveal “Plan B” for my next few years, I remember a quote from Alexander Graham Bell, inventor of the telephone, that applied to me. You will probably remember part of the quote, but maybe not know who said it. “When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”

Jesus was right when he said, “Fear is useless. What is needed is trust.” In my own life, it seems that the closer I have become to God, the less afraid I have become of life’s ups and downs. The older I get, the more I can look back on the times when I was afraid and realize that most of it was useless. I like to think of it as practice for facing the “big fear,” my fear of dying. The more times I have been able to let go of my fears and chose to trust God, the more I can do it. Most of the things I worried about never happened. In fact, most of the time when I have been able to trust God, unimaginable good things have happened instead. I did get through the seminary, even though the head priest at St. Thomas Seminary called me a “hopeless case!” I did enjoy my assignment in Southern Kentucky Missions even though I thought it was going to be hell. I was successful at the Cathedral even though I thought it was way beyond my abilities. Even though I thought the world was coming to an end when the sexual abuse scandal hit Louisville, it led to writing my column in The Record for over fifteen years and publishing over 40 books instead. I thought my years as a vocation director was a disaster because of the sexual abuse scandal, but instead it led to a $2 million dollar Lilly Endowment grant to implement my dream of starting the Institute for Priests and Presbyterates at St. Meinrad Seminary which led me to present over 140 priest retreats in 10 countries! Even in retirement, I was able to take 12 trips to do "mission work" in the Caribbean - and even after that, in the last two years I have been doing "mission work" in Africa. With faith, I am not afraid of "set backs" because my big breakdowns have always led to the beginning of another breakthrough! So far, so good! 

Friends, the words in Isaiah are meant for us. “Say to those whose hearts are frightened: be strong, fear not!” The words of the angels to the shepherds in the gospel tonight are meant for us: “Do not be afraid!” The words of Jesus in both the gospels of Mark and Luke are also meant for us, “Fear is useless. What is needed is trust.” These words are invitations to turn it all over to God and wait for “Plan B” to reveal itself. Remember, also, that many of the things that appear to be a tragedy one year may become something marvelous, more marvelous than we could ever imagine, the next. The secret is not to give up or give into our fear. As Dale Carnegie said “Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.” Eleanor Roosevelt said, “You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.” An unknown author said this, “Don’t get discouraged; it is often the last key on the ring that opens the lock.”

And so I say to any of you whose hearts are frightened this Christmas, “Be strong! Fear not!” Today’s breakdown may just be tomorrow’s breakthrough. In the meantime, tell yourself this: “I need not be afraid! I am strong! With God’s help, I can handle this!” 

Do not be afraid; for behold, I proclaim to you
good news of great joy. 


















Tuesday, December 23, 2025

COWARDICE IS CONTAGIOUS, BUT SO IS COURAGE

 

The thing I will remember most about 2025 is the infection and contagion of cowardice in our country among political leaders, religious leaders, business leaders and educational leaders in the face of their fear of personal loss coming at them from political and religious backlash. I am tired of watching it happen! Really tired of it! 

I wrote an autobiographical book about my own life and how I have tried to stand up to my own personal cowardice and push myself toward courage. It is called BETWEEN COURAGE AND COWARDICE: Doing Hard Things For Your Own Good. It is available from Amazon Books through this link ronknottbooks.com Writing that book was not possible until I was able to tell the truth about my growing up and my seminary training by standing up to my fear of judgment and repercussions from my family members, parishioners, friends and fellow priests. 

I know from reading about prophets that telling the truth can get you killed or marginalized - often without mercy. Prophets are not so much people who predict the future as people who get up in your face and make you look at present truths you are trying not to see.  Today, we would call them “whistle blowers,” people who drag the truth out into the light of day whether it is convenient or not! Like prophets of old, whistle blowers are often considered “nut cases” at first. Like prophets of old, whistle blowers often get themselves killed, either actually or figuratively, because most establishments do not like to have their boats rocked or their embarrassing truths to come out into the open. Instead of heeding the truth, people usually turn on the truth-teller. If you have ever been involved in such an action, you know just how dangerous telling the truth can be. If you were not physically hurt, you may have been labeled or blackballed for years and maybe even for life.  

We still kill prophets in a host of creative ways. We shun friends who will not go along with us when we invite them to agree with us when do wrong.  We rage against "wokeness" when what it exposes is too painful to admit. We ridicule the teaching of the Church, and those who teach what the Church teaches, when it won’t bless the wrongs we want to do. We call evil good and good evil so that we can live with inconvenient truths, even when we know in our guts that what we are doing is wrong.     

I have learned the hard way that people who tell you what you want to hear are not necessarily your friends and people who tell you want you don't want to hear are not necessarily your enemies! In preparation for my annual "Stay-Home New Year's Eve Retreat" when I focus on where I want to direct myself in 2026, I have begun thinking about where I should focus my attention. Instead of focusing on what I can't do and feeling bad about it, I am going to choose to do what I can, where I can, and feel good about it. Instead of choosing the easy path of cowardice and letting myself off the hook, I am committed to choose the hard path of courage and putting myself on the hook!  So far, I think my new year's resolution for 2026 is going to be to "step up my courage" especially in my writing and let the chips fall where they may! I will be careful. I will not "sound off" without regard to other people's points of view, but I am going to try to be more committed to telling the truth, regardless of its boomerang repercussions, because I believe that truth still matters! 

I believe, both from my own experience and from my knowledge of history, that cowardice is contagious and so is courage. 

For courage to replace the present plague of cowardice, all it takes is for a couple of heroes to be "martyred" to snap people out of it and choose to change directions - to choose courage over cowardice. Cowardice is about giving into fear! Courage is about standing up to fear! Cowards are a dime a dozen! Courageous people are worth a fortune! 



Sunday, December 21, 2025

THE FOUR DREAMS OF SAINT JOSEPH


The angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said,
"Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary your wife into your home. For it is through the Holy Spirit that this child has been conceived in her.
Matthew 1:18-23

The Gospel of Matthew tells us of four dreams in which Joseph, the legal father of Jesus, is visited by an angel of the Lord and receives specific instructions and warnings of impending danger. All four dreams come from the period around the nativity of Jesus and his early life, between the onset of Mary's pregnancy and the family's return from the flight to Egypt. 

Like many of you these days, Saint Joseph, in each of his dreams, is a man with a heavy heart and a burdened mind. He does not know where to turn, but in each dream God tells him where to take his next step and shows him the way forward.

The birth of Jesus was for Saint Joseph one disaster after the other. All his life he dreamed of marrying some day and having a family. He is matched with a young virgin from Nazareth and he goes through the first two steps that would lead up to marriage, only to find out she was pregnant and he knew it was not his! I am sure he tossed and turned many nights wondering what to do – bouncing between anger, disappointment and fear. He knew that Mary was in danger of being stoned to death if that news got out. He decides to quietly end their marriage plans. Then he has his first dream in which an angel instructs him to proceed because the child is “of God,” not man.

When the time came for the birth of Jesus, the young couple were sent on a donkey-back trip to Bethlehem to register for a census mandated by the government. Out of town, with no place to stay, they end up in a barn delivery mess! If that was not bad enough, a crazy king sets out to kill Mary's new-born son. He could almost hear them coming when he went to sleep one night. In a dream, an angel warns him to get out of town NOW – not only out of town, but out of the country! He flees to a foreign country! To Egypt, for God’s sake!

After some time in Egypt, when the coast was clear and the crazy child-killer king was dead, Joseph has his third dream in which he is instructed to head back home!

In his fourth and final dream, Joseph is told not to go home to Judea, but to Galilee! I am sure Joseph wondered when his life would ever settle down again!

My friends, know this! The first Christmas was certainly not cutesy and sentimental like some Hallmark card! No, it was a hellish experience on many levels! It was one disaster after other! Those of you who are hurting have more in common with the first Christmas than all those who get to enjoy the warm, fuzzy and sentimental feelings of Christmas!

I can’t fix your problems for you! I can’t make your pain go away! I can’t stop your grieving, but I am going to do what I can! I am going to introduce you to one of Pope Francis’s favorite devotions – his devotion to the Sleeping Saint Joseph. Here is what he said about it on November 25, 2016.

To those who asked him what the secret is of his “serenity,” the Pope replied jokingly: “I do not take tranquilizers! I have had a very special experience of profound peace since I was elected. It does not abandon me. I live in peace. I cannot explain it. If there is a problem, I write a note to St. Joseph and put it under a statue that I have in my room. It is a statue of St. Joseph sleeping. And now he sleeps on a mattress of notes! That’s why I sleep well: it is the grace of God.”

Friends, whatever loss or problem you are facing this Christmas, write it down and put it under a statue of saint Joseph (or a picture of the sleeping Saint Joseph from the top of this blogpost or print one off the internet). Ask him to help remove the pain from for your heart too! After you have turned your confusion or grief over to Saint Joseph in this way, then go to bed each night and sleep in peace while you wait for clarity and guidance about the resolution of your issue to come to you!

God blessed Saint Joseph as he slept! God can bless all of you as you sleep, while Saint Joseph helps handle your problems. That way, you too can enjoy some peaceful sleep as you wait for clarity and direction about how to handle the issues that trouble you! Try it! I did and it is working yet again!

Wednesday, December 17, 2025

LAST CALL - CHRISTMAS DAY DEADLINE IS APPROACHING

WE ARE GETTING CLOSE TO OUR GOAL 

LET'S DO THIS

IT'S GOOD TO DO, ON SO MANY LEVELS 

Eager school kids, somewhere in Tanzania, making the most of crowded schools when and where available. 
 

HELP BISHOP FILBERT MHASI FINISH HIS NEW SCHOOL

 A CREATIVE APPROACH ADDRESSING HIS THREE MAJOR PROBLEMS

(1) - lowering ongoing generational poverty through education
(2) - reducing Moslem-Christian conflicts through shared early education experiences
(3) - helping immigrants stay home and thrive in their own country through education

Below are some beautiful Tanzanian children, with Bishop Mhasi, eagerly waiting for their new school to be built.

A New "Cardinal Polycarp Grade School" Was Started

It Is A Little Over Half-Finished - So Far, So Good!
$102,000.00     
Has Already Been Raised By Bishop Mhasi
Four classrooms, the administration block, clearing the property and a kitchen have been funded. 

WORK HAS STOPPED BECAUSE FUNDING HAS RUN OUT

$82,000.00 
More Is Required To Re-Start And Finish This Very-Much-Needed New School
Three classrooms, toilets, water tank, septic system and burning chamber still need funding.


This Christmas, Help Us Close That Gap!
 
You have the option of naming your gift in honor of one child, a group of children, a favorite teacher or any special person. You can share this story and the pictures on this blog post by printing it off and telling them what you are doing in their honor. For children, this can be a teaching opportunity. If you like what you see, you can recommend this project to others by forwarding this blog post to anyone who might be interested in adding it to their gift list.    

 
As A Christmas Present, Father Knott Will Call Bishop Mhasi On Christmas Day To Tell Him How Close We Came To Our Goal Of Helping Him Re-Start and Finish the Construction of His New Catholic School. 

Soon Afterwards, Father Knott Will Report That Total To The Readers Of This Blog. 

A few kids are lucky! Many are not! 
A few school kids have school uniforms, shoes, socks and endless enthusiasm - many do not!  

"I believe deeply in this project! I am certainly planning to do my part!"
Father Knott


The Catholic DIOCESE OF TUNDURU-MASASI, in a majority Muslim area of Tanzania, faces a critical shortage of accessible and quality education facilities. Many children of school-going age travel long distances to attend government schools leading to high absenteeism and dropout rates. Existing schools are overcrowded, with limited classrooms, inadequate teaching resources, and strained teacher-to-pupil ratios. As a result, children are deprived of a strong educational foundation and formation, which negatively affects literacy and numeracy. 

Establishing a Catholic school in Tunduru is therefore essential to provide equitable access to education, reduce dropouts, foster long-term social and economic growth, and build a strong bond between Christians and Muslims from a very early age. Moreover, access to primary education is a foundational human right and critical for long-term community development. Tunduru's largely rural, low income, population is disproportionately affected by educational gaps and perpetuating cycles of poverty.  Establishing a new primary school would help promote equitable access, improve learning conditions, and support onward transitions to secondary education. 

Bishop Filbert Mhasi has a lot on his plate. He has 22 parishes and 140 outstations (mission churches) and lots of distance between each one. I remember clearly how much energy, focus and fund-raising it took for me as a young priest assigned to just 2 mission churches down along the Tennessee border as a young priest.  Since I have "been there and done that" on a much smaller scale, I am honored to help him in whatever way I can!

 
Father Ronald Knott and Bishop Filbert Mhasi
on a visit to Louisville last summer
"We both believe in miracles!"


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Tuesday, December 16, 2025

DISTINGUISHING THE CROCKERY FROM THE TREASURE IT HOLDS


ANOTHER RETIREMENT REFLECTION


 "We ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure."
II Corinthians 4:7


Being familiar with both the "crock" and the "treasure," throughout my fifty-five years of priestly ministry, I have not been reluctant to point out organized religion's weaknesses and limitations. However, I have also been very careful to try to inspire people to not let organized religion’s many failures cause them to miss out on religion’s many positive contributions! Even a "treasure" needs a "container." Without organized religion, we would not have authentic Scriptures passed on to us over centuries to guide us along a common path. Without organized religion, we most certainly would splinter into hyper-individualism or into small little cliques and cults, instead of being a world-wide community of faith and good works. In my estimation, without organized religion, we would certainly dissolve pretty quickly into a bigger mess than we are in now!  

With that said, Vatican Council II reminded us that organized religion, like Catholicism, has it's weaknesses. They said quite bluntly that our organized religion is "semper reformada," "always in need of reform."  Organized religion, in my estimation, is that "fragile clay jar" that St. Paul referred to, while the core message it carries is that "treasure it holds." 

In retirement my attention has dramatically shifted from the "crock" to the "treasure." I am now more free to pay less attention to the "crock" and more attention to the "treasure." This means I am choosing to spend less time going to organizational and structural meetings and more time trying to provide quality ministry to individuals in need of spiritual guidance. In retirement, I have decided to let the younger priests go to the organizational and structural meetings and fuss over the "crock" while I choose to focus on the "treasure" itself!

I have enjoyed my whole fifty-five years of priesthood, but in retirement I can also say this without regret, "Free at last! Free at last!" I am free from so much responsibility for the "crock" itself.  I am now free to focus mainly on the "treasure" that it holds! 

Sunday, December 14, 2025

BE PATIENT! DON'T JUDGE!

You must be patient. Make your heart firm because the coming of the Lord is at hand.  Do not complain about one another that you may not be judged.

James 5:7-10



In my last four houses, I have lived on the busy street of Eastern Parkway. You can see the world from my front porch or deck. It walks by, drives by and shuffles by like a marvelous circus parade. It is some of the cheapest entertainment available.

Some passers-by are regulars. Some pass by only once. There is the middle-aged woman with a distended belly who walks like she has had one or two drinks too many. There is the scruffy middle-aged man, carrying a beat-up old guitar, who likes to aggravate cars with a few in-your-face chords from an old Elvis tune. There is the screaming married couple, with windows rolled down, who decide to have it out with each other while waiting for the traffic light to change. There is the elderly couple, shuffling hand in hand, savoring every squirrel, baby and flower they pass.

There are the St. X and U of L athletes in the Spring, tanned, lean and rippled with muscle, strutting their stuff, proud as peacocks. There is the African-American nurse’s aide from the local hospital with grocery bags in each hand, waiting in the rain for a bus to take her to another day’s work at home. Too tired to stand, she sits on a wet set of steps. Right after New Years Resolution time, there is the overweight, well-intentioned, if not short-lived, jogger who huffs and puffs his way to that leaner and trimmer waistline in his mind’s eye.

What do you see when you see people like these? Do you judge them and score them or bless them? I am embarrassed to admit that I found myself judging some of these people one day as I sat and watched them go by. I was reminded of a line from the movie “On Golden Pond.” Katherine Hepburn says to Jane Fonda when she was terribly frustrated with her aggravating, old father, “If you look closely enough, you will realize that he is doing the best he can.” Remembering that line, I decided to try my hardest to try to bless those who walked by my house and pray for them, instead of judging them and thinking the worst about them! Who knows how lonely, scared, abused or stressed they are? If I have learned one thing for sure in my fifty-five years of priesthood it is this, “You can’t judge a book by its cover! Even when I do slip and judge them, I try to catch myself and remember, “There, but for the grace of God, go I.” I try to remember the times I have stood in front of a congregation like you and wondered what you were thinking about me! Are you praying with me or are you thinking to yourselves, right now, “He repeats himself! He must be losing it!! He has such a terrible singing voice that I wish he would stop trying to sing the responses! I can’t hear him or he is too loud! Why can’t he remember to turn his microphone on or off! Has dementia started being a problem for him?”

When I catch myself doing that to others, I am trying to reverse my thinking and stop judging people and start praying for them! I am trying to remember that prayer has the power to help those who don’t even know you are praying for them. In the words of Isaiah, “Why break the “bruised reed?” Why quench the “smoldering candle?” A reed that is bruised may be damaged, but it is not irreparable. A “smoldering wick” may be about to lose its fire altogether, but it can still be reignited! Jesus said in another place, “Do not judge and you will not be judged.” St. Paul says, “The member of the body that hurts the most needs the most care.”

Judging others, especially those we do not know, is a bad habit that says as much about us as the people we judge. Judging another person does not define who they are, it defines who we are! This bad habit can be replaced with the good habit of blessing others and praying for them! All we have to do is monitor our own thinking, check it and replace it with new thinking. A new world is often just a new thought away! Starting today, monitor how you think about and how you judge others! Then make a u-turn if needed! It will be good for them and for you!





















Friday, December 12, 2025

"BIG" GIFTS CAN COME FROM "LITTLE" PEOPLE

 GIVEN AT THE LITTLE SISTERS OF THE POOR 11-1-24-2025

           

When Jesus looked up, he noticed a poor widow putting two small coins into the temple treasury. He said, "She, from her poverty, has offered her whole livelihood."
Luke 21:1-4

The closest thing today to the Temple in Jerusalem of Jesus’ day - at least in my experience - is a downtown cathedral. Just as the Temple in Jerusalem attracted a host of characters at the time of Jesus, most downtown cathedrals today attract a cross-section of humanity: millionaires and street people, tourists and residents, the non-religious, the marginally religious and religious fanatics. Like bees to honey, an important religious landmark, be it the Temple or a Cathedral, attracts a human circus.

For 14 years, from 1983-1997, I had the privilege of being the pastor of the Cathedral of the Assumption in Louisville. From confessions that would curl your hair, to mental cases that would work your nerves, it was, by far, the most interesting pastoral assignment I have ever had, bar none! On my first day, I had to deal with a homeless man who had the urge to take off all his clothes to scare old ladies. I had to pull a drunk out of the bishop’s throne. I had to wrestle a stalker to the floor who pulled a knife on me over a homily. I mistakenly called the cops on the archbishop. I have had a man drop dead during a wedding, babies pee on me during baptisms and altar servers vomit on me during Mass. I had to drag a screaming woman from the altar steps to the back door through a wide-eyed congregation, too frozen to move. I was panhandled and manhandled.

In my 14 years, I probably met at our Cathedral most of the types that Jesus met in the Jerusalem Temple, including the poor “widow woman” of today’s gospel. This woman taught me a very important lesson about priesthood.

I was running late for the noon mass. I was going to the back of the Cathedral for something when I was confronted by a “bag lady” coming at me, with both arms waving to get my attention. I was used to it, so used to it, that I thought I “had seen it all” when it came to “street people.” As soon as I spotted her, I just assumed that she wanted money. I had been down that road so many, many times. Before I could get my well-rehearsed “come back later” or “go see our social worker” speech out, she asked excitedly, “Father, where is the poor box? I want to make a donation!” At that she opened her dirty hand and there she clutched her gift of a few nickels and pennies for the “poor box.” I had stereotyped and judged her by her appearance. Her generous “widow’s mite” judged me!

This modern-day version of the “widow and her mite” taught this priest several lessons. (1) You never know what is going on inside the people, merely through external observation, so always “take off your shoes” and approach them as you would “holy ground.” There is nothing as dangerous as a judgmental, “know it all” priest, be he a young priest or an old priest. (2) As Jesus taught the Pharisees, some of the people may have the appearance of saints, but inside are like whitewashed tombs, while some of those who appear to you to be terrible sinners may just turn out to be living saints. “Do not judge, lest you be judged.” (3) Generosity has very little to do with the size of the gift. Many big givers give once in a while from their surplus, but the ones who really keep parishes going are the many consistent little gifts from people who have to sacrifice to give.

The woman today has an important lesson to teach us and that is: generosity is always rewarded, and often extravagantly! As Anne Frank, the young Jewish girl from Holland who was forced to live for two years in a secret attic by the Nazis, being caught and ending up dying in a prison camp, wrote during World War II, “No one has ever become poor by giving.” Generosity is what many women have taught me over my lifetime!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Tuesday, December 9, 2025

A REMINDER: LET'S NOT FORGET THAT THESE KIDS NEED A SCHOOL

IF YOU ARE ABLE TO HELP, LET'S DO THIS

IT'S GOOD TO DO, ON SO MANY LEVELS 


HELP BISHOP FILBERT MHASI FINISH HIS NEW SCHOOL

 A CREATIVE APPROACH ADDRESSING THREE MAJOR PROBLEMS

(1) - lowering ongoing generational poverty through education
(2) - reducing Moslem-Christian conflicts through shared early education experiences
(3) - helping immigrants stay home and thrive in their own country through education

Below are some beautiful Tanzanian children, with Bishop Mhasi, eagerly waiting for their new school to be built.

A New "Cardinal Polycarp Grade School" Was Started

It Is A Little Over Half-Finished - So Far, So Good!
$102,000.00     
Has Already Been Raised By Bishop Mhasi
Four classrooms, the administration block, clearing the property and a kitchen have been funded. 

WORK HAS STOPPED BECAUSE THE MONEY HAS RUN OUT

$82,000.00 
Is Required To Re-Start And Finish This Very-Much-Needed New School
Three classrooms, toilets, water tank, septic system and burning chamber still need funding.


This Christmas, Help Us Close That Gap!
 
You have the option of naming your gift in honor of one child, a group of children, a favorite teacher or any special person. You can share this story and the pictures on this blog post by printing it off and telling them what you are doing in their honor. For children, this can be a teaching opportunity. If you like what you see, you can recommend this project to others by forwarding this blog post to anyone who might be interested in adding it to their gift list.    

 
As A Christmas Present, Father Knott Will Call Bishop Mhasi On Christmas Day To Tell Him How Close We Came To Our Goal Of Helping Him Re-Start and Finish the Construction of His New School. 

Soon Afterwards, Father Knott Will Report That Total To The Readers Of This Blog. 

The Kids Are Eager To Get Started!

"I believe deeply in this project! I am certainly planning to do my part!"
Father Knott


The Catholic DIOCESE OF TUNDURU-MASASI, in a majority Muslim area of Tanzania, faces a critical shortage of accessible and quality education facilities. Many children of school-going age travel long distances to attend government schools leading to high absenteeism and dropout rates. Existing schools are overcrowded, with limited classrooms, inadequate teaching resources, and strained teacher-to-pupil ratios. As a result, children are deprived of a strong educational foundation and formation, which negatively affects literacy and numeracy. 

Establishing a Catholic school in Tunduru is therefore essential to provide equitable access to education, reduce dropouts, foster long-term social and economic growth, and build a strong bond between Christians and Muslims from a very early age. Moreover, access to primary education is a foundational human right and critical for long-term community development. Tunduru's largely rural, low income, population is disproportionately affected by educational gaps and perpetuating cycles of poverty.  Establishing a new primary school would help promote equitable access, improve learning conditions, and support onward transitions to secondary education. 

Bishop Filbert Mhasi has a lot on his plate. He has 22 parishes and 140 outstations (mission churches) and lots of distance between each one. I remember clearly how much energy, focus and fund-raising it took for me as a young priest assigned to just 2 mission churches down along the Tennessee border as a young priest.  Since I have "been there and done that" on a much smaller scale, I am honored to help him in whatever way I can!
 
Father Ronald Knott and Bishop Filbert Mhasi
on a visit to Louisville last summer
"We both believe in miracles!"


FOR AN OFFICIAL TAX-DEDUCTION "THANK YOU" LETTER, MAKE YOUR  CHECK OUT TO:

Father John Judie Ministries, Inc
Mention "School Project in Tanzania" in memo line. 

THEN SEND YOUR CHECK TO ME FOR DEPOSIT INTO HIS ACCOUNT
If it is more helpful for your tax purposes, you can date your check January 1, 2026 and we will hold it for deposit until then. 

Rev. Ronald Knott
1271 Parkway Gardens Court
#106
Louisville, KY 40217