He Comes to Us

My wife and I were pretty transparent in buying each other Christmas gifts this year.  I know I’m getting a couple new Catholic Bible commentaries, and she knows she’s getting a miraculous medal.

She always liked the simple aluminum one she had, but she lost it.  I found a really nice sterling silver one at a local Catholic gift shop, but this morning she told me she doesn’t want to know how much it cost—or she might feel like taking it back.

She joked that I should be grateful to such have a “thrifty” wife… so I’ll never have to worry about getting her expensive gifts; and that we’re meant for each other since I didn’t have a lot of money anyway when we got married.

I joked back: “You’re right… except that means I don’t get any expensive gifts neither!”

Well, that conversation inspired me to get to the bottom of our wifi issues the last few days so I can jot down a few thoughts on the laptop.

Thank God for smartphones and data or I don’t know how we would’ve ever gotten by!

Anyways, this Advent season really got me thinking about the incarnation and birth of Christ as it relates to the Eucharist.

I’ve always loved those documentaries on the immense size of the universe;

where they begin by showing how small we are on this big planet….

then they zoom out to show how small earth is in comparison to the sun….

they zoom out a bit more and show how small our sun is….

a bit more to show how small our solar system is….

then how small our galaxy is….

Milky Way Galaxy, Wikimedia Commons

They’ve always helped me reflect on how BIG the Creator of all that is, but also on His immense love for us; because it helps me to at least try wrapping my head around God’s humility—emptying Himself of that BIGNESS (for lack of a better word), in order to come into our smallness and walk with us; to live with us.

How Jesus chose to be born into this very broken world not in wealth or grandeur, but in poverty; showing beyond all doubt how much He wants to enter our own personal brokenness and poverty, and share in our life so we can share in His.

How He came to be with us so completely, so we can be with Him for eternity.

If I’m honest with myself, there’s plenty of room for me to grow in contemplating and appreciating how Jesus offers that to me and each of us every day in the Eucharist—and for the same reasons.

Reflecting on all this helps me in that area; because if I can wrap my head around Christ’s incarnation, birth, and the fact that He walked among us, then as I contemplate on how He comes to us in every Mass—under the humble form of bread—I think to myself:

Isn’t that just like our LORD.

The Nativity by Vasco Pereira Lusitano, Wikimedia Commons

“Behold, daily he humbles himself as when he came from the royal throne into the womb of the Virgin; daily he comes to us in a humble form; daily he comes down from the bosom of the Father upon the altar in the hands of the priest.” (Admonitions of St. Francis 1:16-18)

here I AM

I remember in grade school, taking these periodic field trips to nursing homes with our class.  I also remember feeling a little guilty that I really didn’t want to be there.  Many of us noticed a distinct odor and it seemed a bit depressing as well.

We were young and immature.

Last Sunday night I was off work, so I took advantage of the opportunity to visit a chapel in my area that has Eucharistic Adoration on Monday.  It’s become the favorite place for Adoration for my son and me since we discovered it early this year. Continue reading

a sacrifice of thanksgiving

I’ve been mulling over a couple Bible verses that got my attention the other day.

“Offer to God a sacrifice of thanksgiving and pay your vows to the Most High.” (Psalm 50:14)

“He who brings thanksgiving as his sacrifice honors me; to him who orders his way aright I will show the salvation of God.” (Psalm 50:23 )

Speaking for myself, my thanksgiving prayers to God use to look something like this: Continue reading

Quiet with God

“If a tiny spark of God’s love already burns within you, do not expose it to the wind, for it may get blown out.  Keep the stove tightly shut so that it will not lose its heat and grow cold.  In other words, avoid distractions as well as you can.  Stay quiet with God.  Do not spend your time in useless chatter.” ~ St. Charles Borromeo

The above excerpt is from a sermon from St. Charles Borromeo in today’s Office of Readings (Nov 4, Saturday of week 30 in Ordinary Time) as on the Universalis site.  The entire sermon not only spoke to me personally, but also seemed timely as it fit with a discussion my 15 year-old son and I had last night on our way back from Eucharistic Adoration. Continue reading

when we cry for help

The other day my wife was letting our grandson practice eating diced pairs with a spoon; but they kept slipping off before the spoon made it to his mouth.  Rather than just shove them into his mouth with his hands like grandpa, he instead appealed to us with that irresistible 19 month voice, “Help!”

It brings to mind a movie that came out in the late eighties about a bear cub that loses its mother in a rock-slide.  After the cub comes to the aid of an adult male grizzly nursing a wound from hunters, the adult bear takes cub in as its own. Continue reading

How Do I Know If I’ve Really Forgiven?

Last year our youngest daughter (a senior at the time) asked her younger brother (a freshman) why he didn’t say anything back when another student was teasing him in one of his classes at school—in front of others who laughed along.

Of course this was difficult for our daughter to understand; she has a laid-back disposition and the quick wit to diffuse teasing remarks sent in her direction.  She’s the type that causes friends and classmates to think twice before roasting her.

We’ve reminded her that those too are gifts from God, and that a wise man once said:

“With great power comes great responsibility” ~ Uncle Ben, (Spider Man)

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The Line that Separates

I try, I fail, I get up and try again …. some days are better than others …. but deep down I know each day it really begins in me.

“…. the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either — but right through every human heart — and through all human hearts. This line shifts. Inside us, it oscillates with the years.”  ~ Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago 1918-1956

 “Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me.  For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? Thanks be to God, who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord!”  ~ St. Paul, (Romans 7:21-25)

…because you are His child…

Funny thing happened yesterday via electronic communication.  My oldest son (21) just recently changed phones (temporarily).  After getting the new number from my wife, I thought I’d shoot him a text in the morning.

Knowing he probably didn’t have his contacts (remember those days when we had to remember numbers), I wasn’t really surprised with the reply, “Who is this?” Continue reading

Mass – The Heart of the Matter

I, along with roughly fifty others were blessed by a powerful and moving talk my sister gave on the Mass today, as it relates to her own faith journey.

There’s no way I could recapture all that she shared, however, I was inspired to share a video she concluded her talk with; and by providence she was asked to produce for the archdiocese of Milwaukee a couple of years ago. Continue reading