Human Doing?

 

I call myself a "human being" not a "human doing." That's a neat twist that I came across in James Martin's The Jesuit Guide to (Almost) Everything. It reminds me that I want to value being over doing. That was my intention when I retired - to allow more time in the day for just being and a lot less for doing.
It is not easy for many, perhaps most, of us Americans. It is particularly not easy for people, like myself, who made our own schedule when we were working. In the publications I get from the AARP there are often suggestions for how to keep busy in retirement. I still talk with people who can't imagine a retirement given over to doing nothing.
This single plant of columbine might teach me how to be.

Gossip

 

When my phone rang at 7 AM yesterday morning I was expecting it to be bad news, but it was a friend who couldn't wait to tell me that a mutual friend was going to become a bishop. "That's great!" I said. Then I told him that I couldn't wait to call another friend. "I was just about to call him," said my friend, "but you go ahead." "No," I said, "You go ahead and do it." "No, no, you call him." That went on for a minute or two. We settled who would call first. Then I thought of who else I wanted to call. And she was pleased. We are eager to be the first with the news, good or bad.
Since this is the feast of Pentecost, when the Holy Spirit urges the disciples to spread the news about Jesus, I got to wondering why we are not as eager to do that as we are to spread the lastest gossip. Those first disciples were so excited and enthusiastic that they convinced 3,000 people that day to believe in Jesus. Within 50 years they had spread the word all the way to Spain.
I think I need the Holy Spirit to help me be more excited about the Good News but, mainly, to help me overcome the embarassment that keeps me from talking about it with friends and relatives.
(From a considerable distance I could hear the excitement of this little stream caused by the heavy rains.)

At Home with Love

 

Maybe this bird was trying to get this plastic over the nest as a kind of canopy to keep the rain out or maybe she didn't intend it to be useful, just decorative, something distinctive. Whatever, it's home, and she made me laugh.
In John 14:23 Jesus assures us, "Those who love me will keep my word, and my Father will love them, and we will come to them, and make our home with them." Like a mother, the Holy Spirit is the Love that creates this home within us where we can live with our Father and our Brother.
A few verses earlier Jesus has used the name "Paraclete" for the Spirit. The Greek means "someone who is called to the side of." I find it helpful to think of the Spirit of Love "called to my side" to create a home within me where I can live the life of the Trinity.

Bright Wings

 

As I opened my eyes from my prayer this morning, this was what I saw. God! This, I think, is one of those mystical experiences that come to anyone at anytime, even if they don't know what to call IT. Gerard Manley Hopkins had words for it. I rarely think of the last two lines of his poem God's Grandeur, but they came to me almost at the same time I looked at this silver-gray lake and sky:
"Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings."

Like Fire and Wind

 

In the second chapter of the Acts of the Apostles Luke searches for words to describe the indescribable. He chooses fire and wind. He writes that the coming of the Holy Spirit was something like flames of fire and a roaring wind. It makes me think of a wildfire. An event so powerful and conspicuous that no one can ignore it.
"And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit." The Holy Spirit made them so keenly aware of what Jesus meant that they could no longer contain themselves. The Holy Spirit gave them the power and the courage to break out of their hiding and risk everything for the Good News of Jesus.
What does this mean for me? I pray that the Holy Spirit will bring me to a deeper understanding of what Jesus means now and fire up in me the courage to say it.
"A lukewarm thing loses its heat when it touches something else; a burning thing sets fire to everything it touches."
(Ghandi in Lanza del Vasto's Return to the Source)

Call Attention

 

I continue to reflect on how much Jesus counts on us to continue his work of witnessing to God's unearned love. Returning from my morning walk, the rays of the early morning sun sparkled off this red berry on a hillside. It was there without my noticing it. The sun's rays called it to my attention.
God's unearned love is always present even though many people do not notice it. Through the centuries the Church calls attention to it. That's what I think witnessing is.
A friend sent me an article from the New York Times by a man writing from Sudan about how he sees Jesus in the Catholic priests and sisters that he has met there. One of the sisters is someone I know. She calls attention of Jesus and his love for the poor and needy. The writer calls attention to her work. My friend called my attention to the article. I called other people's attention to it. Probably they called someone else's attention to it. All of us are witnessing, doing something that the Risen and Ascended Jesus can do only through us.

Witnesses

 

For many years I have thought that "witness" is a good job description for the Church. Near the end of Luke's Gospel Jesus tells the disciples, "You are witnesses of these things." In the first chapter of Luke's Acts of the Apostles Jesus says, "You will be my witnesses to the ends of the earth."
They not only witness to the facts of Jesus' public life and of his death and resurrection; they also witness to the meaning of these facts, that they are saving events. Jesus came to witness to God's unearned, saving love. Since Jesus is no longer visible in our world, he expects his followers to continue that witnessing. I do this not only as an individual but mainly as a member of a community of believers who care for each other and reach out to serve those who need us. This community also witnesses to God's unearned, saving love by the prayerful way that we worship together and preach and teach.
To carry on the witness of Jesus is a daunting job description, but it is possible because the Risen Jesus lives in his Church and shares with us his power to witness.