Tuesday, June 12, 2018

VISITORS FROM GERMANY (continued)

     
THE GERMAN VISIT TO KENTUCKY CONTINUES



This is me when I met Inge in Taize (France) @ 1973 when I was a newly ordained priest stationed in Somerset. 
We were in the same prayer group at Taize with her future husband, Bernd.  
Oh, the ravages of age! 



Doug and his mother, Bea Beard, from Columbia, Kentucky, came up for a visit. Doug's father knew Inge and Birgit's mother and father, when he was stationed in Germany during the Second World War.  They brought old pictures of visits to Germany in the past.  Such a small world! 

 

Our Lady of the Woods Chapel at Bellarmine University where I used to be chaplain for fourteen years!


NASHVILLE ROAD TRIP
"THELMA, LOUISE AND COMPANY"




All gassed-up and ready to drive to Nashville to visit the grave of Johnny Cash in their ENTERPRISE RENT-A-CAR! Now all they have to do is meet up with my friends, Phyllis and Jan. 


Seeing them off on their road trip to Nashville. 
Phyllis, Birgit and Jan (Inge was taking the picture). 



Birgit is a fan of Johnny Cash. Here she stands at the foot of his grave in Hendersonville, Tennessee, on their way to Nashville. 
His wife, June Carter Cash, is buried next to him. 



A Johnny Cash and his fan from Germany, Birgit, finally meet. 



"Thelma, Louise and Company" find a free lunch at a music festival somewhere in Nashville.  They are all seasoned tourists for sure! 



I knew I should not have let them go to Nashville alone. Now they will never want to go home! 
They had a great time! 


GERMANS MEET GERMANS




I took Inge and Birgit to meet my friend, Patricia (Tafel) Kirchdorfer, at the Episcopal Home. Patricia invited us to a nice lunch where we talked about places in Germany they both knew about. 



After lunch, we stopped in to see Anne and Tim Schoenbachler, old friends of Inge, Birgit  and their parents. They have visited several times here in the States and once in Germany. 



In the evening, we stopped at Daniel and Nell (on the left) Allgeier's house to watch the Triple Crown horse race from New York.  Donna, a neighbor, is on the right. Nell is the daughter of Phyllis who belongs to our "coffee shop group." Pictured below are Mark, Jan and Gary who also meet up regularly at Sunergos Coffee Shop on Preston. Phyllis put the pizza party together for us after the horse race. 






Sunday morning, I presided at Mass with Inge and Birgit in the front row. 





At Elaine Winebrenner's condo on Tuesday night. 



At Sunergos Coffee Shop with Mark and Phyllis.

Sunday, June 10, 2018

FROM ALL SIDES




By the power of the prince of demons, he drives out demons.
Luke 11:15

Today, Jesus seems to be getting it from both sides - from his family and from organized religion! His family thinks he has lost his mind and the religious authorities thinks he is possessed. 

One of the things about Mark's Gospel, the first to be written down, is that it is so blunt and straightforward. He tells it like it is. Those who write later, when the apostles were rising in admiration by the Church, clean up a bunch of stories so that his family and disciples don't look so rude and crude.  

First we read about the family of Jesus showing up to take Jesus away because they feel he has lost his mind!  Here is what it said: 


Jesus came home with his disciples.
Again the crowd gathered,
making it impossible for them to even eat.
When his relatives heard of this they set out to seize him,
for they said, "He is out of his mind." 

It sort of shakes our usual ideas about Jesus and his family. To have them show up to "seize" him, thinking that he is "out of his  mind" really is something else indeed! 


Second the religious authorities show up - and they think he is possessed. Here it what it says about them.

The scribes who had come from Jerusalem said, 
"He is possessed by Beelzebul."    
and by the prince of demons he drives out demons." 

What we have here, with the religious authorities, is an example of pettiness and jealousy in ministry that has been around since the beginning. This gives me a chance to tell you about one of the things I address in the retreats for priests I give around the world - over 100 of them in 10 countries so far!  Pettiness and jealousy in ministry, unfortunately, is not restricted to the clergy. Anyone of you who has ever been involved in lay ministry knows that it can happen there as well. So what I have to say about priests can apply to lay ministers as well. 

There was one thing the religious enemies of Jesus could not stand and that was his success in ministry. Since it was obvious that he was doing good things, the only tactics they had left to fall back on was to discredit his success by attributing that success to the fact that he was in cahoots with the devil. Since it was obvious to all that he had power to cast out demons, they attributed his power, not to God, but to the devil. Jealous of his power to do good, they slander him by telling people that his power to do good came from evil itself.
Jealousy and competitiveness have been the dark side of clerical culture for a very long time and is alive and well today. When the apostles, James and John, were caught making a move to grab the best seats in Jesus’ new kingdom, they had to face the jealous indignation of the other ten apostles as well as a stern reprimand from Jesus. We may remember the story about John trying to put a stop to someone who was driving out demons in the name of Jesus because he was not “a member of the inner circle.” Then there is the story about Joshua doing pretty much the same when he complained to Moses that Medad and Eldad were prophesying even though they had not been “in the tent” with the others when the spirit came to rest on the other prophets. Snubbed by some Samaritans while on their way to Jerusalem, James and John asked Jesus if it would be OK to call down fire from heaven and burn them up! 
The United States Conference of Catholic Bishops’ Basic Plan for the Ongoing Formation of Priests dedicates quite a bit of space to the subject of clerical envy and competition. Whether you like his work or not, the late Father Andrew Greeley made a similar point in one of his books. He talks about the leveling that goes on among priests, whereby they are reluctant to applaud the work of other priests for fear that it will take away something from themselves.
He says that, in the clerical culture, “to be a member of good standing, a priest must try not to be too good at anything or to express unusual views or criticize accepted practices or even to read too much. Some ideas are all right, but too many ideas are dangerous.” “When a layman mentions that Father X is a good preacher, the leveler priest’s response might likely be, ‘Yes, he preaches well, but he doesn’t get along with kids.’” Or, “He’s really good, but all he does during the week is prepare his sermon.” Or, “Everyone says that, and it’s probably true, but he’s not an easy man to live with.”  One famous Protestant minister once said, “The meanest, most contemptible form of praise is to first speak well of a man and then end it with a “but.”   
In my August transition class with the deacons, I always end with a class on the spiritual practice of blessing people. Blessing people is not about waving crosses over them, but looking for goodness in them to affirm. For some reason, this does not seem to come naturally to ordained ministers. It is a spiritual discipline that must be intentionally cultivated.
As I prepared for my last class before I retired, I came across my notes for former student, Jorge Gomez of the  class of 2011. Fr. Jorge from Mexico and his diocesan seminarian brother, Stanley, from Kenya, were killed in a car wreck in Tulsa a few weeks after Father Jorge's ordination. Here are the last words I said to Deacon Jorge to bless him on his way out of here. “You have not forgotten that you do not have a vocation to the seminary, but to serve the People of God. You have a deep love and respect for your country, your family, your people and your community. You are very dedicated to “the people.” You seem to know instinctively that, as priests, we are “called from the people, to live among the people, to serve the people.” I also told them which saint they reminded me of. For him I selected St. Luke, whose heroes are always the underdog, the foreigner, the disaffected and the left out.  I am very happy I took the time to bless him with these words while he was still alive!
Brothers and sisters, our sin may not be so much about “what we have done,” even the mean and nasty things we say about each other, but “what we have failed to do,” our withholding of clear and unconditional compliments when we have the chance!
St. Cyprian, in the Office of Readings for the feast of Sts. Cornelius and Cyprian, put it this way. His words could be applied to religious women and lay ministers as well.  “Why should a priest not take pride in the praise given to a fellow priest as though it were given to him?  What brotherhood fails to rejoice in the happenings of its brothers wherever they are?”
One famous American Protestant preacher described our sin best when he said, “The meanest, most contemptible form of praise is to first speak well of a man and then end it with a “but!” We need to get off our "buts" and give each other compliments! 
           




Saturday, June 9, 2018

BISHOPS THESE DAYS!!!!!





A NEW BREED OF BISHOPS HAS ARRIVED




Archbishop Thomas Wenski of Miami, Florida, on his Harley-Davidson, blessing some new police officers at their graduation!



Bishop Nelson Perez of Cleveland, Ohio, scuba diving in the Caribbean - a favorite pass-time!  


Auxiliary Bishop of Los Angeles, Marc Trudeau (seated), is a former dentist! 

Thursday, June 7, 2018

VISITORS FROM GERMANY



AFTER ALL THESE YEARS

On Tuesday night, I picked up Inge and Birgit, blood sisters, from near Stuttgart, Germany, at the airport. They have been touring parts of eastern Canada and the United States. 

I met Inge at Taize, France, around 1975 when I used to go there almost every summer between 1971-1976. I have visited her and her parents, Helmut and Anny, in Germany and they have visited me several times here in the United States: Monticello, Calvary and here in Louisville when I was pastor of the Cathedral. 
I met Birgit when I visited her family, but this is her first trip to Kentucky. 
Sadly, both Helmut and Anny have passed away, but they always spoke with great affection about their trips to Kentucky.  
It was a highlight of their lives, I am told. They always talked about it in such detail to people who would listen. 

Birgit is a children's social worker and Inge is a retired school teacher. 


In front of my garage at the condo!




Breakfast at Panera's first morning! 



Inge and I in front of the pool at my condo complex! 
I haven't used it in years! Gained too much weight, I guess!



Father Oyler visited Inge and her parents in Germany after meeting here in 
Louisville when several of us priests had cottages on Lake Hurricane near Boston, Kentucky. It is amazing how many graves we visited of people they got to know over the years. 
Looking at his tombstone, we noticed that it was his birthday



Father David Stoltz visited Inge, Birgit and their parents with me on one of my trips to Germany. They, too, met at Lake Hurricane when they visited me in the United States. 
Amazingly enough, it was Father David Stoltz's birthday as well! 



They met Archbishop Kelly when they stayed at the Cathedral Rectory when they visited me after I  moved from Calvary to Louisville. 

Before that, they visited me in Monticello when I was stationed there. While they were in Monticello, I took them to Somerset to meet my German friends, Agnes and Gerhard Abbing, who are buried in Saint Michael Cemetery right behind my condo. We stopped by their graves, as well. 




Talking on the deck with a little afternoon tea - before a swim in the pool! 



My turn to cook - salmon, rice, corn on the cob, tomato and fresh mozzarello salad, ice cream, wine and beer.  

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

RONNIE OF RHODELIA: A REFLECTION ON TWISTED THINKING




For most of my life I have been embarrassed by my childhood pictures. In this, my first grade school picture, all I could see were defects: ears and teeth that were too big and a home-made shirt sewn together by my dear mother who did the very best she could with what she had! For most of my life, I could not look at this picture without feeling shame.

Today, I want to apologize to that little boy for being ashamed of him. Today I see an innocent little country boy with bright eyes trying to manage a smile. Today I see a sweet  child who seems to see something far off that he finds curiously fascinating.  Today, I see a brave little boy trying to hold it together.

This is the first time I have shown this picture to the public. 
Today, I want to pat that little boy on the back, give him a big hug and tell him how brave he has been.  














I AM SURE THERE ARE MANY OF US! 















Sunday, June 3, 2018

CORPUS CHRISTI

  


                                    (On the night before he died,) Jesus   
                                    took  bread, said the blessing, broke
                                    it,  gave it to them, and  said, “Take
                                    it, this is my body.”
                                                                               Mark 16

Several years ago, a young couple decided to accept the challenge to homestead in the great northwest of Canada. They went deep into the wilderness and staked out a homestead, cut down trees and built a cabin. They were days from their nearest neighbors. They had studied survivor skills carefully and developed all the necessary skills to be nearly self-sufficient, except for a trip to the nearest town once a year which took several days to complete. After a few years, they were blessed with two children, ages 5 and 6.        
 
One day the father left for one of the necessary multi-day trips to get supplies. He was only gone for two days when the young mother was bitten by a huge rattlesnake. She soon realized that there was no hope for her survival as the venom entered her blood system. As she looked at her two children, she wondered what might happen to them till their father got home. She immediately lept to her feet, pulled down all the flour she had in her cabinets and began to make bread, thinking to herself, ‘If they have bread, they will live. If they have bread they will make it till their father gets home. If they have bread, they will be OK.”   As she became weaker and weaker, she locked the doors of the cabin, placed the bread on the table, laid down and died.

On the night before he died, Jesus did the same thing for us. At his last supper, looking around at his disciples, Jesus took bread and gave it to them saying, “eat this bread in my memory until I return.” Like the frontier mother I just talked about, Jesus thought to himself, “If they have this bread, they will be OK. If they have this bread they will survive.”  Before he died, he left bread on the table as a sign of his love and care for us” not just bread, but bread transformed into himself. To help us make it in the world today, we will eat that bread again today in his memory and we will keep eating until till he returns in glory.

Bread has always been a sign of God’s care. The Bible is filled with “bread stories,” all signs of God’s tremendous love, care and concern for his people. (1) One cannot forget that strange “bread from heaven,” called “manna,” that seemed to fall out of the sky each morning as the Israelites crossed the desert between Egypt and the Promised Land. (2) When Elijah the prophet was depressed and wanted to sit down and give up, God provided him with fresh bread. This bread gave him the strength to keep walking for forty days and forty nights. (3) The widow of Zeraphat, down to her last handful of meal and a few drops of oil, had to choose between feeding herself or offering hospitality to a holy man of God. Ignoring her own needs, she chose to be generous and God rewarded her with bread that never ran out. (4) Elisha the prophet was fed by a man with twenty loaves and through the intercession of Elisha that twenty loaves fed 100 men. Yes, bread has always been a sign of God’s abiding love and care for his people. We will be reading some of those stories over the next few weeks.

But the greatest bread story of all is recounted in our gospel today, the story of the Last Supper. Like the young woman who went to the kitchen and baked bread before her death so that her children might live, Jesus on the night he was betrayed gathered his disciples (then and now) around this table and left us this bread so that we might live, so that we won’t forget, so that we can face the things we have to face, week after week.

From the beginning, the disciples of Jesus have gathered around bread and wine and recalled these words of Jesus. We will carry on that tradition again today.  What we do here today is known by several different names: the Lord’s Supper, the Eucharist, Holy Communion, the Breaking of Bread and the Mass.

What do the words “this is my body and this is my blood” mean?  Roman Catholics have always believed, or should believe, that these words of Jesus are literally true: the very body and blood of Jesus are received when the Eucharist is celebrated and shared in.  Other groups that share this view are the Eastern Orthodox, as well as some Lutherans and Anglicans. One of the most tragic things about modern day Catholics is that over 60% no longer believe this teaching, but believe the view of most Protestants. Most Protestants believe that the bread and wine only remind us of Jesus and all that he did for us and that we only receive Jesus in a spiritual way, but he is not present in the bread and wine. 

The teaching that “this is my body and this is my blood” has always been hard to believe and often denied. John’s gospel tells us that when Jesus taught his disciples that “unless they eat his body and drink his blood you will not have my life within you” many broke away and no longer followed him. No wonder our Church is in crisis when only 40% of Catholics now believe in the real presence of Jesus in the Eucharist.

Even though we celebrate the Eucharist every Sunday of the year, the Church celebrates a special feast in honor of the Body and Blood of Jesus so that we can be called back to the basic teachings handed down to us about this great sacrament. It might be good to hear a few of those basic teachings.

(1) Both Scripture and Tradition teach us that Jesus is really present in the Eucharist. (2) The Eucharist is the heart and summit of the Church’s life. (3) When a validly ordained priest recalls the words of Jesus over bread and wine, they actually become the Body and Blood of Christ. (4) When one receives the Body and Blood of Jesus in the Eucharist the bond between Jesus and other believers is strengthened. (5) The presence of Christ in the Eucharist is “bread for the journey and strength for the trip.” It strengthens each believer on his path of discipleship.

St. Justin the Martyr summarized our Catholic teaching about 100 years after the death of Jesus when he wrote this description of an early Eucharist. He describes a celebration of the Eucharist following a Baptism. It is essentially the same as what we will do again today. Remember this was about 1850 years ago!!!!! 1850 years ago!!!!

After we have thus washed the one who has believed and assented, we lead him to where those who are called brethren are gathered, offering prayers in common.

Then there is brought to the presider of the assembly bread and wine.  He gives thanks at some length. When the prayers of thanksgiving are completed, all the people present call out their assent, saying: “Amen!”  Then those who are called deacons give to each one present to partake of the Eucharistic bread and wine, and to those who are absent they carry a portion.

We call this food Eucharist; and no one else is permitted to partake of it, except one who believes our teaching to be true and who has been baptized and is thereby living as Christ has enjoined us. For not as common bread nor common drink, do we receive these. The food which has been made into the Eucharist by the Eucharistic prayer set down by Him, is both the flesh and blood of that incarnated Jesus. (Remember! This is 1850 years ago!)  The apostles, in the Memoirs which they produced, which are called Gospels, have thus passed on that which was enjoined on them.


Afterwards we continually remind each other of these things. And those who have possessions come to the aid of those who are poor; and we are always at one with each other.  



The Church has many problems and limitations, but for the life of me, I don’t think I could ever go off and leave the Eucharist! Through thick and thin, at great sacrifice, this most precious gift has been handed down to us to hand on to the next generation! It is “bread for the journey and strength for the trip.”