Thursday, July 7, 2011

God's word is life


Dabar is the Hebrew word for WORD. For the Hebrews this dabar was a dynamic expression, perhaps best described as a ‘word-event’. It is better understood in the context of the first verses of the book of Genesis, where the writer has the LORD say Let there be light: and there was light (Genesis 1:3). Through the very utterance of those words, the thing that is spoken is made so. And so it was for the next 5 days. The WORD that emanates from God becomes what God intends should be.

The prophet Isaiah (55:10 – 11) wrote – so beautifully: Thus says the LORD: Just as from the heavens the rain and snow come down and do not return there till they have watered the earth, making it fertile and fruitful, giving seed to the one who sows and bread to the one who eats, so shall my word be that goes forth from my mouth; my word shall not return to me void, but shall do my will, achieving the end for which I sent it.

This enlivened WORD of God continues into the second Testament, where Jesus becomes the incarnate, enfleshed, WORD. The Logos.

We, too, have to take what comes from our own mouths deadly seriously. We ought be accountable for and responsible for what we say. You and I know when our words have had the impact we are seeking. We say such things as – ‘I really hit the mark’, ‘I really spoke my mind’, ‘I told him like it is’. We know that our words can not only build up and give praise, but all too easily they can diminish and destroy. On the contrary, if we would only listen as well as we speak, then we would really hear what people are saying to us.

Explaining why he uses parables, Jesus tells his disciples, ‘Because they look but do not see and hear but do not listen or understand.’

Our challenge, then, is to be hearers of God’s WORD, and to take that dynamic, living WORD and live it out in our lives, to become people of compassion, of justice, of hope, of peace. We must breathe out this WORD and thus help transform our world. And it starts with me. It starts with my ears. It starts with listening.

Friday, July 1, 2011

I will give you rest



“Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened,
and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,
for I am meek and humble of heart;
and you will find rest for yourselves.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.”

Matthew 11:28 - 29


Most of us dabble with the law on occasions – most often in dealing with parking and speeding fines. We all know something of the law as it relates to real estate, consumer affairs, traffic, industrial relations, marriage and family. In fact, it is hard to imagine if there are any aspects of our lives, work and recreation that are not in some way impacted by the law. While we know the 613 mitzvot (or commandments) of the Jews became a yoke, the early Christians of Pentecost could not have anticipated the Church’s Code of Canon Law, the Catechism of the Catholic Church, the various Councils, Declarations, Constitutions, Instructions, which guide the faithful.

The Church’s output, however, cannot match the legislation produced by Australia’s ten parliaments (this includes New Norfolk’s Legislative Assembly)! The law, of whatever variety, surrounds us and immerse us. Thus, when things go wrong we invariably call on an expert to divine the way for us, to clarify, to test, to remedy.

The desire for freedom is expressed no better than the youth who leaves home for good, the rules and regulations which made up life in a family fall away, and every choice is a self-directed choice – when to eat, sleep, study, watch TV. This is most often freedom from. The exhilaration can be euphoric, and maturity becomes a mere acceptance of rules and norms. True maturity in fact means quite the opposite, if is freedom for - for others, for consideration, the environment, the community.

Jesus had an incisively clear view of the imposts that the law had upon the ordinary person. It could easily become a heavy yoke, it could bear down and make life difficult. For Jesus there was a single purpose for the law: the love of the Lord. And when this purpose was lost sight of, obeying the law itself was meaningless. It was his desire that we should be set free from these burdens in order to be free for the service of God and our fellows. Not so that we could do as we willed or what satisfied us, it was, is, and will remain, as freedom for. And most extraordinarily, the burden that lifted from our shoulders will be carried by Jesus himself.

Friday, June 24, 2011

The Body and Blood of Christ


Brothers and sisters:
The cup of blessing that we bless,
is it not a participation in the blood of Christ?
The bread that we break,
is it not a participation in the body of Christ?
Because the loaf of bread is one,
we, though many, are one body,
for we all partake of the one loaf.

1 Corinthians 10:16 - 17



We ought be very familiar with the idea that as members of the church we are at the same time members of the Body of Christ. For 806 years the church has celebrated the Feast of Corpus Christi (and since 1970 the Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ), but in quite a different sense. In the middles ages there was a deep interest in the humanity of, and the physical body of Jesus.

The church’s understanding was enriched by the thinking of theologians who linked this physical sense with Jesus’ sacramental presence in the Eucharist. The Fourth Lateran Council, which coincided, perhaps not accidentally, with the introduction of this feast, extended the use of transubstantiation to the universal church: that is, at the consecration in the Lord's Supper the elements of the Eucharist, bread and wine, are transformed into the actual body and blood of Jesus and that they are no longer bread and wine, but only retain their appearance of bread and wine. By the time of the Council of Trent this understanding had been defined with some clarity.

The desire of the faithful to give honour to and to adore Christ present in the Eucharist culminates in this feast day celebrated this Sunday. Many religious congregations, particularly of women, were founded specifically for the adoration of Christ’s Eucharistic presence.

Our Catholic understanding gives succour to, and nurtures our deepest desire to not only reach out to God, but to be comforted by a ‘knowable’, accessible presence. We extend that to ensuring that when we enter the church that we acknowledge that divine presence, described as The Real Presence, by genuflecting or bowing. This wonderful presence also provides a most wonderful invitation to each of us, drawing us to prayer, to relationship with the Lord, and indeed with each other.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The next dimension


It is worthwhile running through the checklist you made when you were 18, 20 or 25, when you first identified what you wanted from your life: maybe it read like this: Finish uni; get a good/great job, better car, nice stereo; travel to Europe/Asia/South America; meet Mr/Miss Perfect; get married; buy a house; have 2.6 children; be a stay at home mum/dad (if I can) or have my career take off. If your list looks like this, then it would be similar to hundreds of thousands of other young Australians. In the cold light of day a list like this seems somewhat mercenary, seeking objects, experiences and relationships like mere acquisitions to be checked off a shopping list.

Being purposeful about our lives is what drives us to plan in such a way: we don’t want to have an unchallenging job, unattractive home/spouse/children/car, etc. That’s what differentiates us from other animals – our capacity to choose our futures and to plan to make them real. And most of us go about this ethically and responsibly.

If there is a dimension missing from such lists, it is about the most significant relationship we have from the minute of our conception, to our last breath and thence into eternity itself – with our God. In a life well lived, regardless of the plan, this relationship provides links between each of those moments of significance, of holiness, perhaps even sacraments (with a small ‘s’) – those ritual, grace-filled and grace-fueled moments that are memorialized in photographs, bonds, celebrations and shared grief. John the Evangelist assures us (John 14:18): I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you. We are not left to our devices without his presence in and through our relationships.

God has a plan for each of us. As we walk though our lives, his plan becomes ever more clearer. We can look back over our shoulders and see his companionship as we seek to find and explore who and what we are called to be.

Although God’s grace is given freely, God does ask something of us in return: If you love me, you will keep my commandments (John 14:15), that is, love God and love your neighbour. If this is the way I have lived my life, then I can be assured that the choices I set my sights on will be blessed, successful and a hymn of praise to the God who loves us.

Hear now, all you who fear God,
while I declare what he has done for me.
Blessed be God who refused me not
my prayer or his kindness!


Psalm 66

Thursday, May 19, 2011

A people set apart



You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood,
a consecrated nation, a people set apart,
to sing the praises of God who called you out of the darkness
into his wonderful light.
(1 Peter 2:9)


We all like to consider ourselves special. Someone to remember our birthdays, to celebrate and enjoy our achievements big and small, someone at whom we could smile, share secret glances. It’s great to be recognized. It’s surprising when you are far from home and meet colleagues, friends or family. Airports are such places, as are the Pitt St Mall in Sydney or the Bourke St Mall in Melbourne. It’s a buzz. That sense of acknowledgement is powerful – even if the names escape you. As a child and adolescent I remember the painful walks with my father down the main street. Dad knew everyone and everyone seemed to know him. While it speaks of belonging and connectedness, as a kid the walks were interminable and frustrating.

A text from Exodus 19:6 echoes through the second testament scriptures: You will be to me a kingdom of priests, a holy nation. These are the words revealed to the Moses on Mt Sinai, words directed at the Hebrews soon after their escape from Egypt. What follows is the establishment of a holy covenant between the LORD and his people – expressed as the Decalogue (Ten Commandments). In this covenant the LORD freely chooses the Hebrews as his own – and for their part the Hebrews accept the LORD as their God. Thus they become a kingdom of priests to serve him, a holy nation set apart from all other nations. You and I are well aware that the Jews, the descendents of this same Hebrew people, are proudly aware of this extraordinary relationship begun in the depths of time and lived out still in villages and cities throughout the globe.

The writer of 1 Peter, however, is in a quite different context when he alludes to Exodus 19:6. He is perhaps in Babylon and writing to gentile Christians through the diaspora (Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia, and Bithynia). For the writer (of 1 Peter) it is those who belong to Christ, who accept ‘the stone rejected by the builders’ who are now chosen, made holy and set apart. These early Christians are, of course, the church, the assemblies, the communities of the faithful. And we who are members of this community by virtue of our faith and practice are invited into relationship with this one LORD, in a covenant first established at Sinai and then renewed in the blood of the cross.

The church has more than its share of critics, yet it is its identity, our identity as believers that makes us special, it is through fidelity to the covenant, that we live out our holiness which sets us apart as God’s chosen people, that we can be seen to be and acknowledged as a royal priesthood.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

The shepherd's voice


It may well be that you will find yourself in need of a prayer. The Lord’s Prayer, the Hail Mary, might come to mind, to be uttered at that moment when other words fail. Not surprisingly one particular psalm takes shape and possesses our voice and expresses the keenness of our dependence of God and his nurturing, comforting care for us: Psalm 23. A favourite in times of grief and bereavement, it appears four times in the Sunday cycle of readings.

The idea of the Divine Being as a shepherd of his people was not unknown in the ancient Orient, but arrives with some clarity and purpose in the Hebrew’s First Testament. This beautiful psalm is rich in metaphor which we associate with shepherds: the rod and the staff and the lyrical words that provide comfort, a sense of trust. In the second part of the psalm God hosts a thanksgiving or sacrificial meal – the psalmist no longer pursued by foes but by goodness and kindness. It concludes with a pervading sense of God’s presence expressed as ‘dwelling in God’s house’.

Little wonder that the earliest of Christians, Jesus’ apostles and disciples, the evangelists and early communities attributed to Jesus the title and role of shepherd. John explores this theme throughout chapter 10 moving from metaphor to parable:

The sheep hear his voice, as the shepherd calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When he has driven out all his own, he walks ahead of them, and the sheep follow him, because they recognize his voice. But they will not follow a stranger; they will run away from him, because they do not recognize the voice of strangers.

Indeed, for John, Jesus is the Good Shepherd – who knows his sheep and who will lay down his life for them.

This image of Jesus is profoundly embedded in our Christian psyche and the link to Psalm 23 is a natural progression. For those of us of a certain age, the holy card depictions of the Good Shepherd, a pious, blanched Jesus with a lamb carried on his shoulders and staff in hand are far from the reality of shepherds of biblical times, but this image is conveying not the drudgery of a shepherd’s life, but the sensitive invitation to the care and favour of one who knows us and loves us.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
In verdant pastures he gives me repose;
beside restful waters he leads me;
he refreshes my soul
.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

God-given gifts


Our daughter and baby turns 21 today. We have already reminisced and reflected on that most happy day and there is nothing we would have done differently, nothing to change. She is the source of much joy and we have walked with her on her journey, nourished her, guided her, loved her. There were countless hours of reading to and with her, waiting outside dancing studios, enduring cartoon movies of princesses, horses and CareBears, then eventually party and nightclub drop-offs and pick-ups and the line (not too big) of prospective, potential and real boyfriends.
What a privilege we have as parents to nurture and care for our children. I am in awe of the God-given gifts we have been given.
This third Sunday of Easter we hear the story of the disciples’ walk to Emmaus (Luke 24:13 – 35). This story is one of the richest we find in the post-resurrection narratives. This story of the blinkered disciples who fail to recognise their Master until the scriptures have been explained and bread broken at table mirrors our Eucharistic liturgy. There are allusions to the presence of Christ in the Eucharistic species, the kerygma is outlined and it concludes that, “The Lord has truly been raised.” It is an acclamation of faith.
There are many unanswered questions about this story and in its mystery we become companions of Cleopas, recounting the events of the Jesus’ life, death and resurrection and then listening in wonder as the stranger who joins us breaks open the sacred scriptures and what is revealed is God’s plan for humanity, indeed the person of Jesus himself. As much as the journey to Emmaus is a revelation (in which Jesus physically appears), each disciple undertakes an internal journey to discover the burning within their hearts, that the Lord is intimately present and that recognition comes from a love of the scriptures and an awareness and ‘awakeness’ to those who walk by us and with us every day.
Equally this Sunday we recognise the sacredness of motherhood. Enshrined as Mothers’ Day it is a day to celebrate our mothers. Enjoy your day and be spoiled.

Only this I want


You might never have heard of the St Louis Jesuits. In the 1970s and 80s they were the Church’s answer to The Beatles. Wonderful engaging tunes with lyrics drawn directly from or with beautiful allusions to and images from the sacred scriptures of our forebears.
In 1981 one of their members, former Jesuit Dan Schutte, penned an extraordinary song, one of my favourites, Only this I want:

Only this I want, but to know the Lord,
And to bear his cross,
so as to wear the crown he wore.
Let your hearts be glad,
always glad in the Lord,
So to shine like stars
in the darkness of the night.

This is the plaintive call from the depths of the heart: if I have faith, what I am asking for? For me it is to have that relationship with my Lord, Jesus, and that while I acknowledge what he has done for me in his dying and rising, I want to share part of that agony, that suffering so that I too can make a difference, and share in his rising. And in the final verse, the gladness that comes from knowing Jesus, from sharing his cross and his crown is like the shining of stars in the darkness of the night.
These next few days are the most sacred days of our religious calendar. The fascination and focus we have on the events of Jesus’ last days are not morbid. If at one end Jesus’ incarnation is the most radical event in human history, then our salvation, our redemption through suffering, death and rising fundamentally moves the boundaries for all eternity. It is the total transformation of creation. Christ continues to suffer and die each day – through our inhumanity to one another, and yet each day there is resurrection. This mystery is past (what happened circa AD 30 – 36), present (what we now experience in our daily lives) and future (what is yet to come, what is yet to be fully revealed).
Don’t underestimate this mystery, for the huge armada we call the church is founded upon, driven and directed towards its understanding, of living it out, day by day.
Your child’s awareness of this mystery must go beyond chocolate eggs and the Easter bunny. As appealing as they are, they are distractions from the main event. While we have sanitized so much of our civilization, there is no escaping that our faith is balanced on the beams of the cross upon which Jesus was hung.
Wishing you a holy and happy Easter.

The Passion


It is such an overused word, so overused that its meaning has been devalued to ‘really like’. It’s such a pity, for once it meant ‘strong and barely controllable emotion...’ Passion takes its roots from the Greek, pascho, to suffer. In the Latin translation of the scriptures (the Vulgate) the word passio specifically referred to Jesus’ suffering, his agony in the garden, his trial, his being stripped of his clothes and whipped, his humiliating crowning with thorns, the bearing of his cross, his crucifixion.
Passion came to mean something for which we would suffer for or endure, for to follow our passion would be a most difficult task. A young singer desperate to sing for Opera Australia might plot and plan to achieve that goal, will endure poverty, disappointment and lowly roles in order that their passion may be satisfied. What is your real passion? What would you endure for your passion?
Like you, I suspect, my passion is my family. This passion is born from a deep desire to envelop, nourish and protect – even though they are independent adults! This passion is life-giving and life-affirming, for it requires the total gift of myself for those whom I love and in return I am loved.
At the centre of our faith is the proclamation of the life, death and resurrection of Jesus (the kerygma) and it is through Jesus’ Passion and Death that we are overwhelmed by his utter self-giving, he choses this pain as a life-offering for those whom he loves. That is, us.
The journey into Jerusalem on a donkey is the beginning of Jesus’ journey to the hill of Calvary. This story is retold on the Sunday we call Passion or Palm Sunday. On this day the entire Passion narrative is read – each aspect of his pain and suffering is recounted,each a further token of his love, each a further step towards the cross.
It is from these darkest moments, and indeed the darkest moment of all, that God’s greatest plan is revealed: Jesus must die if he is to rise from the dead. The pivotal act of his death sets in motion a new era in humanity’s story of salvation. Jesus’ Passion is what makes it possible for us to hope and dream, to anticipate eternal life. His blood, his life, is poured out for many (Matthew 26:28), for you and me so that we may live life, live it to the full.
Allow yourself the opportunity to remember this passion story this Sunday: reflect, pray, worship. Remember how much you are loved.

The principle of compassion


The Fetzer Institute claims to “engage with people and projects around the world to help bring the power of love, forgiveness, and compassion to the center of individual and community life.” As a response to Karen Armstrong’s desire to establish a Charter for Compassion, the institute provided the wherewithal to make the charter a reality.
The charter declares that:
The principle of compassion lies at the heart of all religious, ethical and spiritual traditions, calling us always to treat all others as we wish to be treated ourselves. Compassion impels us to work tirelessly to alleviate the suffering of our fellow creatures, to dethrone ourselves from the centre of our world and put another there, and to honour the inviolable sanctity of every single human being, treating everybody, without exception, with absolute justice, equity and respect.
In his Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 6:36 – 38) Jesus advises his disciple to be compassionate as your heavenly father is compassionate. This compassion is one of mercy, forgiveness, tenderness, empathy – it is to act towards others as God does. His compassion is totally gratuitous. We are not required to be deserving. His love and compassion are lavish.
The Gospels we hear from John this Lenten season come from the Book of Signs – seven stories which orient us towards Jesus’ humanity, the fullness of his humanity, expressed in his acted-out, lived-out compassion for those who are in need. He heals, he forgives, he mirrors his Father’s compassion.
The Fetzer charter makes clear that the way we act out compassion is by treating others as we wish to be treated. For them compassion has a drive of its own, it impels action.
It is thus not surprising that Victoire Larmenier, foundress of the Sisters of Nazareth, was deeply drawn to this particular Gospel value. Indeed it impelled her and her companions into the service of the elderly and young people. Her service is a model of compassion that we continue to emulate as a school community. Compassion that drives service.
The season of Lent is the opportune time to remember that God loves us, he will forgive us, he holds no grudges, and yes, he totally understands. If we remember and act this out, we will be mirroring his compassion, and therefore living out our own humanity.

The right choice


As parents we dream that as our children grow older and mature, that their capacity to make good choices, good decisions will also grow. It happens sooner than you expect, school days end and they must choose uni, an apprenticeship or traineeship, travel or work, or perhaps parent-supported unemployment. They will soon learn that to complete a uni course or an apprenticeship takes commitment. It means putting in time and energy in learning and developing skills with the end of achieving a challenging, interesting and fulfilling career.
Thus making good decisions, life-changing decisions, means having the commitment to seeing those decisions to the end. Sometimes, like David, our future is mapped out for us (he was anointed by Samuel), but no matter what others want from us, we must freely choose (remember Edward, Duke of Windsor). Or perhaps like Mary we might say, ‘Yes, Lord, I come to do your will,’ and give ourselves over to love. And we might well have own difficulties when we make choices, but they may fade into insignificance in comparison to great matters of state.
So yes, things will get in the road of the decisions we commit ourselves to: we get too busy; we have so many other things to do; place to go; people to see; messages to leave; it’s too cold; too hot; sick children; late meetings. They all prevent us from doing what we know we ought. It means not being able to maintain my diet, my exercise regime, keeping in contact with my parents, my spouse, my children, my friends, reading the novels next to my bed, finish repairing the bits and pieces around the house, bidding for things on eBay. Our life-making decisions become routine and tedious and we lose the edge of what we are truly called to be. The Gospel is at the edge, it doesn’t get any more radical or fundamental.
When we do follow through, it is easy to attribute such tenacity to our personal strength and character. It may be so.
The Gospel for the 4th Sunday of Lent comes from John (9:1-41). In this retelling, a man who has been born blind has his eyes made open by Jesus and he can see. A group of Pharisees cannot believe that Jesus has made this happen, for to them Jesus was a sinner, and such good could not possibly come from a sinner. The now-sighted man defends Jesus and acknowledges him as the Son of Man and worships him. This is a man of determination and courage.
Acknowledging the source of our healing, of our strength can be difficult. If we are so loved by our God, is it not unreasonable to assert that it is he who drawing us and inviting us into good relationship, good health and full life?
Inviting God into your lives will make a difference. Worshipping him will make a difference. It is a choice, and it is a life-changing choice: so come, worship the Lord.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

A collection: October to December 2010


This collection goes back to October 2010 and ends in December 2010.

4 October 2010


This past week I have sat through a great many meetings, workshops, presentations, heard the spruiking of vendors every morning tea, lunch and afternoon tea, caught up with a number of local and interstate colleagues. Conferences are opportunities for networking, learning, sharing, socialising, re-evaluating, questioning. When you attend such events, one way to assess its value and your own learnings is to ask the question: what have I learned that will change my practice? The key sessions I attended were on learning leadership, performance management and principalship of small schools. Much of what I heard has yet to drill down into my consciousness, there was an immense amount of information to record, absorb and understand.

Many of the presenters have spent years in research and teaching, developing their theories, skills, fine tuning their material, writing up papers, followed by knowledgeable tomes of great worth. They hope their proposals ring true, trusting that those who listen effectively and honestly will be able to change/transform/challenge/dismantle/edify current practice.

Jesus’ disciples had only a short time to spend with him, to teach them what really mattered. Nevertheless, Jesus did not teach them everything they needed to know. They had to return to the scripture and tradition of their forebears – and indeed remained faithful to Judaism. From early in the life of the church, its leaders, often bishops, met to argue their points, admonish those who fell outside orthodoxy, and attempt to ever more clearly articulate what it was that was central to the life of the church. Great schools of theology arose and disappeared, new schools have taken their place, only to be challenged. Christianity continues to be vital because it is constantly reflecting on itself, constantly changing. Yet it must remain faithful to its core, and that is the person of Jesus.

So too, must we educators remain faithful to what it most important in our schools – no matter what innovations are introduced. Your child is the reason this school exists.

The scriptures prompt us to think forward, to anticipate the future and to do so with vision and imagination, if we are to build the kind of future we desire, the kingdom of God itself, our minds as well as our hearts must be prepared. The prophet Habakkuk (2:2 – 4) reminds us: For the vision still has its time, presses on to fulfilment, and will not disappoint; if it delays, wait for it, it will surely come, it will not be late. And so it will.


14 October 2010

St Mary of the Cross MacKillop
Born 15 January 1842
Born into eternal life 8 August 1909
Canonised by Benedict XVI 17 October 2010



The airwaves, television and newspapers have already spent countless hours, millions of words in the lead up to this weekend’s canonisation. The secular radio talkback shows have given air to every form of criticism and praise, academic, spiritual, agnostic, antagonistic, supportive, anti- and pro- miracle, church, religion. MacKillop banners, flags, cards, busts, DVDs, operas, musicals have been rushed to the market, and events that would rival Ben Hur have been organised to celebrate the recognition of Mary Helen MacKillop, a Fitroy, Melbourne-born child of Scottish immigrants Alexander and Flora, sister to seven siblings, as a member of that great Communion of Saints.

The dignity to which Mary has been raised is a clear and salutary reminder that we who share this wide, brown continent have no less a calling to sainthood, to do God’s work, to walk in the path of Jesus than any canonised saint. If anything, all the fuss going on in Rome and around Australia, would be an embarrassment for a woman whose life was dedicated and gifted to the poor, and whose determination to do so was matched and surpassed by only by a faith rich in love.

Camila Battista da Varano (an Italian princess and Poor Clare nun), Giulia Salzano (founder of an Italian order of sisters), Juana Josefa Cipitria Barriola (founder of a Spanish order of sisters), André Bessette (a Canadian religious brother), and Stanislaw Soltis (a 15th century Polish priest) will also be canonised at the same ceremony.

21 October 2010

I am a fan of the Matthew Shardlake, 16th century-based ‘detective’ series by CJ Sansom. What is striking in his stories is the consciousness of class. Not ‘class’ as in fancy or looking good, no, the distinction made about individuals by virtue of their birth. Australians are egalitarian by nature, although we can all tolerate a snob or two! The English were once very class conscious, India is renowned for its caste system, inherited chieftainships, fiefdoms, kingdoms and empires have encouraged royal and noble classes. As democracy has stretched its arms across the globe, class has become less important. In Australia a train driver can be prime minister, and a real estate agent can be a princess.

Putting oneself above others, having “airs” or pretensions has replaced class. And anyone can do this, poor or wealthy.

Luke tells a parable (18:9 – 14) ‘to some people who prided themselves on being virtuous and despised everyone else’. It’s the story of the Pharisee and tax collector who went to the Temple to pray. The Pharisee prays to himself, I thank you, God, that I am not grasping, unjust, adulterous like the rest of mankind, and particularly that I am not like this tax collector here. The tax collector, who dared not look heavenwards, prayed: God, be merciful to me a sinner.

In Psalm 37 we hear Blessed are the anawim (the poor who seek God’s deliverance) for they shall inherit the earth. Jesus, as we know, was unambiguous in his preference for the poor. The writer of Ecclesiasticus (35:12) reminds us that The Lord is a judge who is no respecter of personages. He shows no respect of personages to the detriment of the poor man. Class and wealth have no meaning to God. We know of Jesus’ pity for the rich young man who could not choose between his wealth and eternal life (Mark 10:17 – 23).

If we take off all the extraneous layers of our lives, the cars, holidays, shacks, 50” plasmas, 40 square houses and the designer jeans, we would still live well. If we take away some of the internal layers of pride, selfishness, possessiveness, self-righteousness, I suspect our lives would be all the richer. In the end we have one life. We have to make the most of living, of being alive. And it’s not lording it over others. Jesus tells us it’s about service, fidelity, love.

The character of Matthew Shardlake is a hunchback lawyer who is constantly been drawn into the intrigues of Henry VIII’s court and the likes of Cromwell and Cramner. Through the series he maintains his integrity to the bitter end, no matter the cost to himself. He knows his physical appearance brings prejudice and persecution and there is a sense of real justice in that despite his station in life, he not only overcomes the odds, he stands for good, for trustworthiness, for friendship.

28 October 2010

I call one of my gym classes ‘Mortal Combat’. That’s not its correct name, of course, but we punch and kick and give our fictional opponents no mercy! Needless to say it has caused me more injuries than it’s worth recalling from being somewhat over-exuberant. I also actively support chiropractors and masseurs in the process.

Mercy is active compassion towards another, an essential form of Christian charity. It is well beyond sympathy for others in unfortunate circumstances, it includes the intention to ease their suffering. Christian mercy is either corporal (physical) or spiritual. The bestowal of mercy is called clemency.

To teach us about mercy, in particular about God’s mercy, Luke (19:1 – 10) relates the story of Zacchaeus. Zacchaeus is not only very short, he is also a senior collector of taxes for the Roman overlords (and you have understand from this that he was detested by his fellow Jews for his treasonous occupation). When Jesus arrived in Jericho, there was a great crowd and Zacchaeus couldn’t see Jesus, so he climbed a sycamore tree. When Jesus passed by he called to Zacchaeus to come down and invited himself to his house. Whereupon some of the crowd grumbled that Jesus was going to a (public) sinner’s home. Zacchaeus then told the crowd that he would give half his wealth to the poor, and if had cheated anyone he would repay them four time that amount. Jesus then cried out, Today salvation has come to this house.

Just what has happened in this story?

Luke is at pains to tell us that when we respond to and accept God’s mercy we undergo a conversion or transformation and that this experience is not just a change of attitude, it is a change which overwhelms all aspects of our lives, our internal, spiritual lives and our external, public lives. This explains why Zacchaeus’ response spills out into a radical letting go of his ill-gotten gains and Jesus’ affirmation that this is a sign of God’s salvation.

For most of us, this conversion is usually a life-long experience, as we grow from selfishness to selflessness, from me-centred to other-centred. It is measured growth, revealed as our understanding of our relationship with the divine is deepened and nourished. As our tax-collector of last week’s Gospel (Luke 18:9 – 14) uttered in the Temple, God, be merciful to me a sinner, it is about acknowledging our limitations and accepting God’s compassion as a journey of a lifetime.

Unlike my entanglement with Mortal Combat, there is no injury when we seek God’s mercy, for it is freely given.

3 November 2010


Where do you draw the line? What is the straw that breaks the camel’s back? And what happens when that ‘line’ is crossed and what are the consequences for you and for the person who has ‘pushed’ you to and beyond this limit? If I remember correctly (and we are talking about the distant past here) my father used to bite his tongue and his right hand would quiver and quaver as if…. And even then it was seldom. Sometimes there is a fine line between, for example, pain and suffering, silliness and stupidity, naïveté and immaturity, wrongdoing and criminality, consequences and punishment. The list goes on. And yet, I suspect, inbuilt in each of us is a dividing line. What led you to draw the line in that place and not another? Is it built on tolerance, or well-established guidelines, maybe it depends on what side of the bed you climbed out?

Now, if you had a fundamental belief upon which your entire life was built, and you were asked to let it go, how would you cope? This is not about meeting half way, nor about stepping beyond the line, this is going right out to the edge of the other side.

If you can imagine this scenario then you are at the place that the seven brothers, their mother and their teacher found themselves in before the Seleucid King Antiochus IV Epiphanes in Maccabees 7:1ff. The king insisted that they eat pork, forbidden to them under their dietary laws. The consequence of refusal was gruesome torture and death.

I could rationalise that eating a piece of pork is something that my God would forgive. But there is no rationalising here. These men and woman are responding from the depths of their being. There is no differentiation between this act of betrayal of their religion and to worshipping an idol, both would condemn them. Their fidelity is total. There is no line to be crossed at all, no compromise.

As each of the young men was martyred, they declared their belief that eternal life awaited them. By Jesus’ time and ministry this idea of eternal life as a reward for a life lived faithfully was firmly entrenched – both Pharisees and Essenes had absorbed this concept, influenced by the Greeks from the Hellenistic period. Now they had something worth dying for. Eternal life.

So what cost are we willing to pay to achieve this? Is it a philosophical sham, or have we so accepted eternal life for everyone that we no longer have to fight to get there? What kind of person will gain access to this heaven? Only saints? As we all strive to provide ever more for our families, are there values will we never compromise? What about the problem of evil – especially as it affects human beings? What of the Pol Pots, Josef Stalins, Idi Amins, Adolf Hitlers – and Antiochuses of our world?

The Maccabean martyrs cried out to Antiochus that there would be no eternal life for him. So, what awaits us? What must we do to share their unshakeable belief, and thus gain eternal life?


11 November 2010

This is the time of the year when the Sunday readings turn towards the apocalyptic and we recall the armistice of the First World War. Advent is just around the corner, there is a heightened sense of expectation growing. A reading of Luke (21:5 – 19) envisages a somewhat torrid preparation for the end times. Nation will fight against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be great earthquakes and plagues and famines here and there; there will be fearful sights and great signs from heaven.

Little wonder that millennialists believed that the Great War was the beginning of the end. It may well have been the war to end all wars. Its terrors forced all of humanity to think deeply about its future, Australia itself was thrown into maturity as it left its mark and its dead on far off shores and trenches. 60,000 Australians from this single war are buried on foreign soil (another 40,000 have died on other battlefields), and another 156,000 Australians were wounded, gassed or imprisoned from a total of 417,000 enlisted men. Which mother, which sister, could not have imagined that their son and brother had entered into hell itself? And when those walking wounded returned who could not have seen that the light in their eyes had gone out?

Neighbours, villages, tribes, nations have fought since time immemorial over land, resources, influence and power. Inevitably our sense of righteousness demands that good is on our side. For as the apocalypse pits the forces of good against the forces of evil, so too our wars are justified by our greater need, our desire for retribution.

If we remembered, and if we remembered well, we would never go to war. But our memories are faulty. But if we live in the ‘end times’, we also see daily glimpses of the living kingdom of God among us. For those who endure the life of faith, Jesus tells us they will win their lives. Let us give thanks and remember well. Lest we forget.

18 November 2010

One of my (very much) younger gym colleagues sent me an invitation to attend a demonstration class of BodyJam. I had no idea what to expect, though the ‘Jam’ part did make me think I’d be pushed to the limit. While I made it all the way through my introductory Zumba class (but never to return), I had not been warned that BodyJam was yet another bounce and dance class. I did ten minutes and scurried away to the cycling and walking machines. Nothing is as it first appears.

William of Wales, second in line to the throne, was born to be a king. His genealogy affirms his right of succession by primogeniture. His pending nuptials will again ensure that the Windsor dynasty will continue to reign (if not rule). It may well be possible that he will not be King of Australia if the republicans among us have their way. But if he was, what would he be king of?

The notion of Jesus’ kingship as a potentate who rules benignly over the faithful in some eschatological future is at odds with the Jesus on the cross at Calvary. The soldiers mocked him, saying: If you are the king of the Jews, save yourself.

He was not a king like David. The lineages recorded in Luke and Matthew do not leave Jesus as a direct heir to the Davidic throne. He was no crown prince. The stories that accompany his birth of angelic choirs and visiting nobility are purposeful for the communities who awaited a kingly messiah, but we have to accept that the reality was somewhat less romantic. He had no court, no army. There were no royal decrees. There was no crown of gold to place upon his head. His kingship was signalled by a crown of thorns and a promise of a kingdom partly here and partly to come.

Kingship has its origins in the Old English word cyng, a tribal leader – known for strength in war and wisdom in peace. Kingship in early communities brought a sense of unity, of protection, of purpose. Kingship was relational – acknowledging responsibility for one’s land, family and duty to the community and receiving support and encouragement in return.

The kingdom over which Jesus reigns is certainly different. It maintains that sense of relationship, unity and protection. And those who seek to enter this kingdom are required to offer faithful allegiance. The benefit is life eternal. The key to entry is faith built on love for others.

If we work in reverse and consider Jesus’ life as kingship, we see a radically different model of kingship in action. Jesus’ kingship is a life of service for others, indeed, it is most perfectly expressed in his self-sacrifice for humanity on the cross.

It will be almost impossible for us to have a relationship of any significance with William if he ever becomes king of Australia. But if Jesus’ kingship is a living act of love, then a relationship with him is not only possible, it is imperative.

25 November 2010


We’re waiting for our first family wedding. Our eldest son and his fiancée will marry in January. They were engaged on a balloon flight over the Gold Coast over a year ago. Since then they have been planning the big day with a vengeance: venue, celebrant, decorations, attendants, dresses (bride’s and bridesmaids’), suits, invitation lists, invitations, forewarning far distant relatives, menus, the service. Everything is on track, so we expect that it will be a great day.

When we look forward to a special event, a birthday, a trip away, a party, we can always put our finger onto the calendar and count down the days. As it approaches, so does our excitement. Our sense of anticipation and expectation grow.

The first Christians expected the second coming of Jesus to be in their own lifetimes. There was an urgency in their preparation: don’t marry unless you have to; live out the Gospel right now (Romans 13:11 – 14) – for you know not the day when your master is coming (Matthew 24:42). There was undoubted disappointment that this day did not arrive. But when it became apparent that the second coming would be later rather than sooner, Christians adjusted their expectations. They began to take a longer view of when this day would occur.

So how do you await or watch out for something that you cannot put your finger on? Our ancestors figured that Halley’s comet would be seen every 76 years, winter followed autumn, even the moon and planets followed observable, predictable patterns. Over the centuries we have had soothsayers, fortune tellers, millenialists, prophets of doom and gloom haranguing us to accept the imminent end to the world as we know it. They have all been wrong.

For the Christian the tension between the present and that unknown future is where our lives are lived out. What and how we are is played out into the future. It is a flip of the hands, one side is now, the other is ‘then’. The coming of the Lord is filtered back into the present when the Gospel is lived out, when the kingdom of God takes on flesh and substance in our daily lives.

Advent (Latin) is a direct translation of parousia – the Greek word for the second coming of the Lord and the first two first two Sundays of Advent highlight this notion of the parousia, while the second two Sundays focus on the Incarnation of the Lord. Advent also marks the beginning of the Church’s liturgical year. Our Sunday readings move from Year C to Year A.

Like the preparation time that precedes Lent, Advent provides a key opportunity for self-reflection, penance and self-renewal, and upon our lips and in our hearts we should urge, ‘Come, Lord Jesus, come.’

2 December 2010

It takes just a small jog of reality to realise the preciousness of life and the love we have for our families. I have spent this week with my mother in Rotorua NZ as she has undergone a barrage of tests. She is in good spirits but somewhat tired from her illness, and probably the attention that has been paid to her buy her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, in-laws, nephews, nieces and cousins, doctors and nurses. If nothing else she knows she is deeply loved.

Everything that was written long ago in the scriptures was meant to teach us something about hope from the examples scripture gives of how many people who did not give up were helped by God. (Romans 15:4)

When Paul wrote to the Romans he expressly understood that God’s action in the world, his ‘help’ is a result of the hope they possessed. It is not a passive hope, such as when we can, with some affectation say, ‘I hope everything will go well’. It is a hope that requires our active participation: I will love you, care for you, feed you and clothe you, visit you and be your companion. That is what hope is. Hope is demanding, we must know what it asks of us.

And so John Baptist’s voice in wilderness heralds the coming of the Messiah (Matthew 3:1 – 12), Prepare the way of the Lord, make straight his paths. It is our responsibility to ensure that we ourselves are ready, and we have prepared what is necessary for the arrival of the Lord. We become ready by familiarising ourselves with the message, being willing and able participants, being alert and aware, using all of our wits. And there are things that must be organised: the community, the reception, the welcome, the acknowledgement, the celebration, the anticipated mission, the difficulties and trials ahead, the promise and fulfillment. There is no naked hope, it is, like all enterprises, planned.

The story of salvation is not of a flailing humanity before an imperious God. From the moment of our first parents’ fall, a plan that brought God and man to the one table to negotiate, to plead and to bargain for redemption was hammered out. God required that active and lived out hope in order for the plan to come to fruition. As Christians it is our belief that Jesus, son of Joseph and Mary of Nazareth enfleshed that hope and thus fulfilled the plan promised by God.

The voice that comes from the wilderness calls us to account for our preparation We too are invited and called to enflesh that hope in our daily lives, and no more so than in our marriages and in our families. Be present to your family, share your hope and live life to the full.

This Sunday is the 2nd Sunday of Advent. Prepare the way of the Lord!

9 December 2010


Patience is a virtue in short supply. Everything is instant! Goaded by our addiction to shopping, we have no need to wait until our next pay. Instant gratification it is called. TVs, clothes, toys and even cars are bought to satisfy our needs, but our satisfaction is short lived. There is always something else on our lists that must bought.

Australia’s first new F-35 Lightning II ordered last year by the Australian Government will not be delivered until 2014 and the other 99 will be delivered over several more years. To qualify for a degree takes a minimum of three years (although UTAS offers a 2 year nursing degree for students in NSW, and Bond University on the Gold Coast offers accelerated degrees), and training for many occupations is also rolled out over several years. This apparent patience is at odds with our need for ‘stuff’.
This tension is no more apparent than in the first Pauline communities of the first century AD, particularly Rome. Again the writer James (5:7) exhorts: Be patient, brothers, until the Lord’s coming. The sense of urgency, impulsivity, ‘do it now’ was leading the first Christians into grave error.
The sense of anticipation and anxiety that develops as young children’s birthdays approach, the desire to have time move quickly can often mean that decisions made in haste leave too much room for long term regret.
The Jews had been told by the prophet Isaiah some 700 years before Jesus’ birth to expect a messiah. Jesus was not the only ‘messiah’ of that time. And it is most probable that they were expecting a warrior-king who would release them from the bondage of Rome. When the imprisoned John heard what deeds Jesus was performing, he sent a disciple to ask if he, Jesus, was the one for whom they were waiting. Jesus sent his reply: The blind see, the lame walk, the deaf hear, lepers are made clean, the dead are raised and the good news is proclaimed to the poor (Matthew 11:2 – 6). While this was a revelation for John, most Jews would think Jesus, a carpenter of Nazareth, an unlikely choice.
Salvation is played out over, in, through and beyond time. If we measure the time from Creation to Abraham, from Abraham to David, from David to Jesus, from Peter to Benedict XVI the constant and unending message is the same: be patient.
As James so beautifully writes: Let patience have her perfect work, that you may be perfect, wanting nothing (1:4).

16 December 2010


In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
He was in the beginning with God.
All things came to be through him,
and without him nothing came to be.
What came to be through him was life,
and this life was the light of the human race;
the light shines in the darkness,
and the darkness has not overcome it.

And the Word became flesh
and made his dwelling among us,
and we saw his glory,
the glory as of the Father’s only Son,
full of grace and truth.

John 1:1 – 5, 14


My favourite Christmas story doesn’t mention donkeys, stables and choirs of angels. It comes from John’s Gospel and it is Gospel that is proclaimed at Masses on Christmas day. John cuts to the chase. This is not a tale, this is the moment in human history when God leaps into our story, taking on flesh and blood.

Imagine if you will, that the God who has brought all that is into being, himself is begotten and born. This self is the Son. One in being with the Creator.

The concept of incarnation is no stranger to eastern religion and is vehemently outside mainstream Islam and Judaism. However, deification and incarnation were well-known and wide-spread throughout the Persian, Greek and Roman empires. The Councils of Nicaea, Ephesus and Chalcedon finally gave definition to Jesus’ incarnation: he was fully human and fully divine, joined in a hypostatic union as one person.

John is under no illusion about who this Word is and what his role will be. There is no uncovering or unveiling, there is no need of a convoluted pilgrimage to Bethlehem nor the need for acknowledgement from wise men and shepherds. For him the incarnation is made real in the person of Jesus as he walked, preached, lived and breathed in 1st Century Palestine.

While the nativity narratives reveal the richness of human storytelling, John directs us deep into the mystery. And this Christmas you too are invited to reflect on the great wealth of human history and God’s saving love and action, made flesh among us not once 2000 years ago, but made flesh each day in one another.

A warm and happy Christmas to you all.

Yet there is still much to be done. Don’t let ‘stuff’ get in the way, nor allow regret to rule your life. We wait. In joyful hope. This Sunday is the 3rd Sunday of Advent.