Here are the slides from my presentations at the Diocese of Sacramento Ministry Days 2019 (September 27th and 28th):
Do’s and Don’ts of Teaching Faith and Science:
Re-Imagining RCIA Inquiry:
Re-Imagining RCIA Purification and Enlightenment:
Here are the slides from my presentations at the Diocese of Sacramento Ministry Days 2019 (September 27th and 28th):
Do’s and Don’ts of Teaching Faith and Science:
Re-Imagining RCIA Inquiry:
Re-Imagining RCIA Purification and Enlightenment:
Tonight is the 1st of the 2019-2020 Faithful Question seminar. The topic is “How can I make the most of Mass?” It’s at 7 PM in the Morris Center at St. Clare in Roseville. Hopefully you can make it.
And for those who are interested, here are the slides I’ll be using:
Yesterday was the feast day of St. Monica, the mother of St. Augustine. She is revered for a number of things, but perhaps most notably for her constant prayer and efforts to bring her son back to the Church. It took many, many years, but eventually Augustine came back to the faith and ended up himself being one of the greatest saints of the Church.
With so many Catholic parents struggling to keep their kids Catholic, one can see why St. Monica is popular for veneration and intercessory requests these days. And so Deacon Larry and I held a prayer service and a short talk afterward for exactly that.
Here is a link to the handout I gave with the talk about how we should go about bringing our families back to the Church:
There’s a twitter war going on right now about a priest tweeting about women covering their shoulders at Mass. (I feel no need to link to it because the specifics aren’t the point.)
I find the tweet poorly stated and ill-advised. There are things that are best stated in long form, not in a tweet. If I was forced to give a thumbs up or down to the tweet, it would be a thumbs down. It lacked any nuance or tact.
But just as maddening are the reply tweets and blog posts. They too lack any nuance. They write as if covering shoulders is only about the shoulders and not the level of coverage of the torso as a whole. They write as if there is no nuance in the issue of distraction and men should be able to avoid being distracted by a woman no matter how she is dressed. They write as if there are no standards for men’s dress to ensure some level of modesty from them. They write as if a request for modesty in dress from women is mutually exclusive to the request that men control their behavior and their eyes. They act as if the Church can’t work on solving more than one problem at a time (specifically distracting with the issue of the priest abuse scandal).
And I’m not saying the above as if there isn’t some appropriate balance. There’s a spectrum of dress from the very modest to the down-right hyper sexual. I’d hope those defending the priest would recognize that there are times when some scrupulous person takes offense at appropriately modest clothing. We should be wary of making overly black-and-white statements in defense of modesty.
I’d also hope those objecting to the priest’s tweet would recognize that there is a point where immodesty is distracting to even the most chaste eyed man. Along those lines, I’d hope they’d be willing to discuss the idea that clothing standards have value even when the specifics can create arbitrary lines. It can both be true that there can be clothing that meets an arbitrary standard and be more immodest than one that does not, but also true that a semi-arbitrary standard can still have the effect of keeping clothing appropriately modest.
I’d love to be able to discuss the matter intelligently with others. I’d love to have a productive and valuable discussion about how to avoid the worst of both extremes. But I feel like any attempt to discuss the matter in a nuanced and mature way will get shouted down by both sides and nothing of value will be discussed in any depth.
And it’s not just this topic. It feels like just about any topic these days has become polarized and lacking in any middle ground. It seems that in just about any topic, any middle ground statement will be met with condemnation from both polarized extremes. Or (and this can sometimes be worse) it can be embraced by one side and viewed as part of the polarized discussion, despite the evenhanded words.
And thus I am desperate for some nuance in our world.
I’ve posted the slides for yesterday’s Faithful Questions session, which was a general Question and Answer session:
(FYI, what I said at Mass varied from the planned text a bit more than usual this week. I both deviated from the text and added some things on the fly (I put those in red). I’ll be writing a bit more about that in a separate post.)
In today’s Gospel Jesus says, “I give you a new commandment: love one another.“ This command to us today is both unremarkable and very challenging at the same time. We hear it over and over in the Gospels. Jesus gave us two commandments: Love God and love our neighbors. In the sermon on the mount he tells us to love our enemies. In our Gospel passage from 2 weeks ago, Jesus 3 times asks Peter if he loves Him. In all Jesus uses the word love 56 times in the Gospels. So in some sense, Christ’s command to us today is down right ordinary and mundane.
At the same time, if we understand what is being asked of us, this is an immensely important and challenging commandment. The fact that Christ repeats it so many times and in so many different ways shows just how important it is. Through repetition Jesus demonstrates its importance: Love your enemies, love your neighbor, love one another.
But why is it challenging? Isn’t love something we all have in our hearts? Well, both yes and no. But unfortunately to explain why I’m at a real disadvantage because we speak English. We only have one word for Love. In Spanish, there are 4. And when we go to the ancient languages of Latin and Greek, we see even more. The ancient Greeks had 6 words for love of others plus one for love of self. That’s SEVEN words for love, as compared to our one. And since Greek is the language today’s Gospel was written in, I’d like to spend time talking about their various words for love. The lowest form of love of others is Ludus. It’s a playful level of love, without much commitment. It is what you would see on your average middle-school playground.
The 2nd lowest form is Eros. This is where we get our word erotic. This is romantic love. Many of us think of this as the highest form of love, but it is most definitely not. The longing passion of Eros is unpredictable and unstable. Passionate Eros love is just a couple of mistakes away from passionate hate. I think we’ve all met a couple or two that one day were passionately in love and the next passionately hated each other. This is the instability of Eros. Additionally, Eros can too easily be confused with its evil twin, lust. And lust is not love. All forms of love are an act of giving to another person. Lust is an act of objectifying another person for the purpose of using them. Lust is an act of taking, not giving.
The next up the list is Pragma. Pragma is where we get the word pragmatic. It has a reciprocal nature to it. We give to each other, but it’s with the understanding that both parties are giving and thus potentially lacks a permanence of the higher forms of love. It’s a bit too contractual to be further up the list. Much divorce comes from the failure of Pragma. As long as the marriage is reciprocal, they’re fine, but it only takes one spouse not ‘doing their part’ for a short period for it to fall apart.
Above that is Philia. This is where we get the words Fraternity and Friendship. This is often called brotherly love. Here, the expectation of permanence is higher. Whether biological or not, once you have declared someone your brother or sister, your dedication to them is less shakable, even if your brother is not treating you so well right now.
Now we’re getting close to the top. The 2nd highest form of love is (Store-jay) Storge. This is best understood as the love a parent has for their children. The expectation of reciprocation that exists with the lower form of love is now significantly reduced. We give to our children with very little expectation of getting anything in return. And this is the key to the highest forms of love.
Because if you think about it, just how giving is an act when you have expectations of a reciprocal act of love? What is loving about an investment? I give now, with the hope that my investment will bear fruit in the future. Is that really love? Perhaps. It all really depends on how high and how specific the expectation is that it will be returned.
Which brings us to Agape, the highest form of love. Agape requires no family affiliation. Agape has no expectation of a reciprocal love. Agape is the love that God has for us. It is the love that Christ had when he died on the Cross for our sins. And if we were to have read today’s Gospel in Greek, Agape is the love Christ commanded of us today.
This is why today’s command is so challenging. We are called to this highest form love. It is just as passionate as romantic love, but it has the unwaveringness of a parents love for their children. It is completely without self-interest. We all know love is patient, kind and not jealous… that’s the easy part. What about not seeking its own interests? What about radical forgiveness? What about enduring ALL things? What about never failing no matter what is done to you?
This is Agape. And this is what we are called to. We are called to a radical level of self-giving that transcends any human interests or any sense of reciprocity. And this is my prayer for this morning. That we can all have our hearts elevated to embrace this highest form of love, the form of love that God has for us. Let us never again confuse the somewhat compromised forms of love like Eros or Pragma for the highest and most noble form of love, Agape. The love that comes from God. The love that we are called to give back to God
and to everyone around us. It is the love that we are called to give to our spouse, our family, our friends, our neighbors and even our enemies. We are called to Agape love for everyone.
OK, I know this is ridiculously late. I stumbled across the “finish line” of my Holy Week activities and April Faithful Questions session and then more or less collapsed for a week. It didn’t help that I caught some respiratory bug right about that time. By the time I started being productive again, I had a big backlog of things I needed to get done and thus posting the slides is now 2 1/2 weeks late.
In any case, here are the slides:
For my May Faithful Questions session we’re going to change things up a little and do a Question and Answer session. Hopefully I can get 6 to 10 questions that each take 5 to 10 minutes to answer. Use the commend section to propose a question for the talk.
(Sorry for the lack of posts. I should have anticipated the busyness of the final weeks of Lent. I’ll get back to my series on the Extraordinary Form shortly.)
I hope everyone had a joyful and blessed Easter Sunday. I know I did.
Every year, the Holy Week and Easter Sunday services bring some new thought to my mind, some new little nuance of theology or grace or liturgical brilliance that hadn’t affected me previously. This year was a fascinating one, and one that might be due to it being my first year as a deacon and thus my first year where I was serving at all the liturgies.
There’s so much that goes on during Holy Week and just about all of it has a rehearsal. I had an all-day retreat for the RCIA Elect on Saturday before Palm Sunday, Palm Sunday Mass, performed 2 wedding for RCIA Elect on Monday, Parish Reconciliation service on Tuesday, Rehearsal for Holy Thursday on Wednesday, all 3 Triduum services including same-day rehearsal for both Good Friday and Easter Vigil. It was a pretty darned taxing week.
And for the last couple days, the Tabernacle was empty. That’s how I felt by the end: running on empty.
Thus there was something very powerful watching a fellow deacon put Christ back in the Tabernacle at the end of the Easter Vigil service. It was the completion of a long journey. It was a moment that brought everything to completion. Christ is back home where he belongs after the long journey of Holy Week.
To say it moved me deeply is an understatement. The journey was both complete and in some way made more sense than it did than when I was struggling through it. And now all of that angst and taxing work was finished, it all made sense, and I was at peace.
(Our parish went with the Cycle A readings despite this year being Cycle C for the Candidates and Elect in RCIA. These readings center around the raising of Lazarus, not the woman caught in adultery.)
With such a long Gospel passage, I’m going to get right to the point. I see a strong metaphorical connection between the end of today’s Gospel passage and confession. When Christ tells the Apostles “Untie him and let him go!”, this is Christ commanding the Church to forgive sins.
You see, when the bible talks about death, it is a mistake to think solely in physical terms. Throughout the Bible there is a strong connection between sin and death. What’s the penalty for Adam and Eve’s first sin? Death! What was Christ’s victory in the resurrection? It was a victory over sin and death. So when we think of Lazarus lying in the tomb, in addition to a physical death, we should see him as someone who is buried underneath his sins.
And so when Christ says “Lazarus, come out!” he’s not just raising him from physical death. He’s also calling Lazarus away from sin. He’s telling Lazarus that it is time to leave his old life of sin buried in the tomb and rise to a new life.
But Christ knows it is not enough to call Lazarus away from sin. He has one more command. But this one is not for Lazarus. Instead it is for those who witnessed the miracle, the Apostles. “Untie him and let him go!” He is telling the Apostles and thus the Church that we need to forgive those who have sinned. In other words, he’s telling the Church the importance of the confessional.
We’re getting into the last couple weeks of Lent. We’re getting to that point that it’s now or never if we’re going to make a change in our lives. And I think the thing we most need to remember, is that if we’re going to make a change, it must start by confessing the sins we are trying to escape.
Because the reality is that sin crushes our spirit and buries our souls. My worst habitual sin is Gluttony. I gained a lot of weight this year. And there’s no excuse for it. It was foolish and sinful. I feel very ashamed. I feel crushed. I feel that sin has buried me inside this body that has gotten way too big.
Each of us has a different sin that buries us. Everyone here has some sin they struggle with, something that they feel buried under. And so, we are just like Lazarus. We have been buried for a long time, so much so that there is a stench coming from us and our tomb. And what does Christ say when confronted with that stench? He says to us “Come out!” Go to confession and leave that sin behind.
So let’s all make sure we go to confession before Lent is over. You have 3 more opportunities at this parish: You can go this Tuesday at 4 PM. You can go next Saturday at 9 AM. And finally, there is the communal penance service that includes individual confession, on the 16th, a week from Tuesday, at 6:30 PM. And if those don’t work for you there are countless other opportunities at the surrounding parishes, including their own reconciliation services.
And so I ask of you to join me and go to confession before Lent is done. If you want to be freed from sin: Go to confession. If you want to see the Church acting out Christ’s mercy and His command to ‘Untie him and let him go!’: Go to confession. And most of all, if you want to rise to new life, where you are no longer buried by sin, where you can respond to Christ when he tells you ‘Lazarus, come out!’: Go to confession.
My family started a new tradition last Lent: The Lenten field trip. We go somewhere faith related that the kids haven’t been before. Last year we went to the Cathedral in Sacramento. We both did a guided tour (which was fascinating) and went to Mass. Then, since we were already downtown, we combo’ed it with a trip to the state capital.
This year the original plan was to go to a Spanish California Mission, probably in San Francisco. Unfortunately our weekends in Lent got sucked down pretty quickly and we needed to find something smaller.
So the backup plan, that we exercised yesterday, was to take the family to Saint Stephen the 1st Martyr parish in Sacramento. The parish is served by the Priestly Fraternity of St. Peter. This is who they are in their own words:
The Priestly Fraternity of St. Peter is a Society of Apostolic Life of Pontifical right, that is, a community of priests who do not take religious vows, but who work together for a common mission in the Catholic Church. The mission of the Fraternity is two-fold: first, the formation and sanctification of priests in the cadre of the traditional liturgy, commonly called the Extraordinary Form of the Roman rite, and secondly, the care of souls and pastoral activities in the service of the Church.
In other words, they are experts in the Extraordinary Form, aka the Latin Mass. If someone in the Sacramento region wants to see the Extraordinary Form, this is the place to go. They’re the priests who know it best and do it at it was intended.
And the simple reality is that I’ve been wanting to go for a long time. I’m a fan of “smells and bells” Catholicism. I’m often frustrated by movements to make the Church “more relevant” or “more accessible”. They very frequently run roughshod over beloved Catholic traditions without any consideration for what they’re so willing to discard.
And the worst part of movements like that is that they are backfiring. If you talk to young people, they find “Youth Masses” boring and uninspiring. The attempts to find music that moves them merely shows how “out of touch” the choirs at your average Catholic parish are with the music teens enjoy. It’s like Grandma trying to dress like a teenager. It comes off ridiculous.
If that weren’t bad enough, if you talk to young Catholics about what they see in the Church that inspires them, it’s exactly the opposite: The Extraordinary Form. This year alone I’ve had 3 RCIA attendees, all young, leave our parish for St. Stephens. And I’ve got a 4th who just started coming to RCIA who may go the same route.
Thus, it was time for me to go and see what it was all about and the family Lenten field trip was the perfect excuse.
I’m going to break my observations into a number of different posts, one per day. Today I’m just going to focus on pre-Mass portion.
We arrived at the parking lot 20 minutes before the lone High Mass of the day (there were 3 other Low Masses) only to find that there were no parking spots left. (Ever seen that at your average parish?) Luckily there was plenty of street parking and so we were able to find a spot just outside the parking lot. As a seasoned Catholic I know the first thing to do when encountering a full parking lot is to rush inside and see if there’s going to be an available pew for the family.
Upon first entry into the Nave of the Church, I was optimistic. It was half full, perhaps a little more. But it turns out that was quite deceptive. Every single open spot had a Missal or a sweater over it. Clearly this is a Church that allows for people to save lots of seats. (This by the way is a pet peeve of mine, but I’m willing to accept every parish has their traditions.) Everyone gets there early, it looks like a half hour or more early, saves a seat and goes on to other things. The courtyard was indeed full of people.
We managed to find 4 folding chairs in the back of the Nave so we had the kids sit down and Wendy and I stood, knowing we’d be standing the whole time. Oh well, right? At least the kids had seats
But not long after we sat, I realized the back of the Nave was also where the confessional was. And in fact, there were 3 of them, all occupied with both people and priests. Perhaps this shouldn’t have surprised me, as this was the norm back in the day, but for me, I haven’t seen confessions just before Mass on a Sunday in my entire life. (I’ve seen them before the Saturday vigil Mass, but when I’ve seen that, it always ends ~30 minutes before Mass starts so the priest can prepare to serve at Mass.)
So while I saw the doors there, I didn’t think much of them. I didn’t think to consider whether they might be confessionals because who would be using them right now even if they were? I was so focused on finding a seat, getting the lay of the land wasn’t my top priority.
The next thing I learned, after the first person came out of the confessional, was the back two rows of pews, behind the main entry way, was not for general seating, but instead for the confessional line. Thus we were amidst that line and generally in people’s way.
Everyone was nice about it, they knew we had nowhere else to go.
This was actually a second answer for why there were so many pew spaces reserved. What otherwise appeared to be people already standing along the back wall of the Nave was in fact a long line for the confessional. These people would be waiting for and going to confession all the way up through the 1st 30 minutes of Mass. The 3 priests in the confessional were not scheduled to serve at Mass that morning, and continued hearing confessions as Mass started and continued. When people finished saying their confession, they’d go to the pew spot they had reserved well before Mass.
I must admit, if there’s a good reason to have reserving of seats before Mass, being in line for the confessional seem to me to be one of them. Although it seemed by the time Mass was in full swing that this accounted for only about half the reserved seats, perhaps even a bit less.
The other thing that was notable, and it became more clear as more people filtered in to take their reserved seats, was the demographics of the group. My home parish has a pretty good makeup of families, but we wouldn’t dare to hope for the demographics at St. Stephens. The group was almost entirely young families with lots of kids. The average number of kids was somewhere in the 6 per family range. Tons of babies. I’m sure there were some elderly people, but they were so overwhelmed by the number of young families, I sure don’t remember seeing them. Pope’s St. John Paul II, Benedict and Francis have all talked about what a thriving parish should look like. There’s no doubting that both by the demographics and by the frequent sounds of children and babies, this was it at it’s pinnacle.
And they all started filling the pews, so that the place was packed by the time Mass started.
(and I’ll pick it up there tomorrow)
I was watching a documentary about the Fyre music festival debacle and subsequent fallout. Among all of the other massive moral failings, most notably fraud piled on top of fraud, with a large helping of arrogance and pride on the side, was a more subtle re-occurring theme: The promoters had no way out once they got the ball rolling due to the debt they had incurred.
Basically, they had a vision for a large music festival and they went about promoting it and organizing it. Somewhere along the line they realized they were unlikely to be able to deliver on what they were promising. Depending on who you believe, this was somewhere between 6 months and 2 months from the start of the event.
And of course the ethical thing to do at that point is to call off the event and refund all of the money for the tickets sold. The problem was the money was already at least partly spent. They had leased property and bought all sorts of materials, as well as had many laborers and subcontractors working for months to prepare for the event.
Thus if they had called off the event, someone who was owed money wasn’t going to be paid. Whether it be not refunding the tickets or not paying for the materials and salaries, or even some of both, they just didn’t have the money to meet all of their financial commitments. Someone was going to be shorted.
As a result, even when the organizers had grudgingly come to realize they couldn’t successfully hold the event, they couldn’t admit it to themselves. The only solution was to find a miracle that would save the event. If they could somehow pull it off, even if it was much less than promised, the ticket money wouldn’t have to be refunded and they could pay all of their people.
In other words, they were enslaved by their debts. They had no choice to walk away. They had to push forward, even though at some deep level they were marching towards their own demise.
I think we all need to be more aware of this… the way that debt enslaves. Whether it is a large mortgage, a car that is hard for us to afford, or our credit card bills, they force us into behavior we otherwise wouldn’t do. How many people keep working for an unethical company because they can afford to quit, because of the debts they owe? How many people make career choices they otherwise wouldn’t because of their debt, particularly their college debt?
We all must be much more careful about incurring debt. If we want the freedom to follow Christ, we must have the financial freedom to do so. Yes, we need to earn enough money to live and that can at times limit our financial freedom. But for someone truly committed to service, it is amazing how little one can live on. And at any point in our lives we can choose to live much more frugally if we feel called to some sort of service by God. But we are robbed of that freedom if we have debt.
Even if we can afford our debt service based on our current careers and income, we are prevented from changing away from those careers and income levels because there is debt to be paid that relies on that level of income. We become a slave to our current lifestyle.
If you don’t have debt, I ask you to seriously consider the above before incurring it. If you are already in that trap, the good news is it is merely an indentured servitude and I encourage you to make the changes needed in your financial lifestyle necessary so as to be able to pay off that debt as quickly as possible.
Because the simple fact remains, you are not truly free the way God wants you to be free as long as you are in debt.
I just got back from a parish vocations committee meeting. We are always trying to find ways to encourage priestly and religious vocations. Our pastor was talking in the meeting about how we can encourage vocations at ages younger than most of us think.
That reminded me of something that constantly surprises me. When the issue of vocations comes up around the parish, I often mention that the easiest way to get a child thinking about a vocation is to include it in the list of potential careers children might consider. Put it there right next to doctor, lawyer, engineer, mechanic, business manager, teacher and what have you. Priest or nun belong in that list.
What is very disappointing and very surprising to me is how much that suggestion is often considered very surprising. “I’ve never thought of doing that before!?!” That’s the most common response I hear. Seriously, 3 out of every 4 people respond that way. Like it’s some sort of massive revelation. It’s very disappointing, but it makes me want to shout it from the rooftops, because I think it really works.
I think there are three main reasons that parents and mentors don’t often talk about religious vocations with children:
I don’t want to spend a lot of time on #1 right now (as this post would get ridiculously long). But I think numbers 2 and 3 can both be partially solved just by making religious vocation part of the career discussions that go on in families.
Because almost all families find at least a little time to talk about careers. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” is such a common question, it’s a cliche. Then of course there’s the “what colleges are you thinking about?” question. Introducing the idea of a seminary as a possibility could be part of that.
I don’t think it takes that much. As long as it’s part of the career discussion and the family regularly receives the sacraments, plus a little bit of prayer time… that’s all God needs to start calling someone to a life of service as a priest or nun. It doesn’t have to be over bearing for fear of #2. It can just be part of that natural discussion. It won’t take setting aside time like some ‘birds and the bees’ discussion that every parent loathes to find time for.
No, it’s just part of the natural growing up process and considering one’s career. I ask everyone to make it a part of any discussion they have with a child about future careers.
I think a lot of the time we tend to think of sin in terms of how they hurt others. Depending on the person, they may think about how sin offends God and others may think about how our sins hurt other people. And of course this is true. Many of our sins hurt others and all of our sins are an affront to God.
But too often we overlook how our sins hurt ourselves. Even the sins that hurt others, hurt ourselves. But then there’s a whole class of sins that mostly just hurt ourselves.
I’m an over-weight man. I eat too much. I’m a habitual glutton. There’s no getting around it. And it hurts me constantly. I love backpacking and hiking. I love to sail. I love to ride my road bike around the region. But my ability to do those activities has been limited a bit in the last year because I put on a fair amount of weight. It’s been really disappointing to me because I had lost a lot of weight in the prior couple of years, but now I’ve gained all of it back.
But the specifics of my sins and struggles is not the point I’m trying to make. The bigger point I’m trying to discuss is how our sins enslave us. Every time we give in to them, we have less freedom, less control over our lives.
I think that’s one of the reasons Lent is so important. Lent is an opportunity for us to exercise control over temptations. At some level I don’t think it even matters if the temptations we master during Lent are the ones that most torture us. In fact, I could argue it is best if we don’t try to tackle our most difficult temptations.
Think about it. If you want accomplish something huge, you don’t start with the huge thing. No, that’s a recipe for failure. Instead we have to start small, with something we’re capable of. Then over time we can build up to what we have set our sights on.
So when we give up chocolate or soda for Lent, we’re making a first step towards mastery over our temptations. It may not be a big step, but it is something. And once we’ve built that skill (or re-established that skill), then later we will be more ready to tackle that larger thing in our life.
My overall point, and I’m saying this to myself just as much as to my readers, is don’t give up on mastery of your temptations. If you’ve failed at your larger Lenten disciplines, at your desire to turn your back on the worst of your temptations and bad habits, don’t give up! Perhaps what is needed right now is to return to something simple. Go back to chocolate or soda. Or if even that’s too much, find something even smaller. Something that you think you can stick to for the rest of Lent.
Then, after this Lent, perhaps you’ll be ready to take the next step.
There was an interesting opinion piece arguing that the recent trend of canonizing so many popes needs to stop.
As a bit of a Pope history buff, it is an interesting historical note that up through the middle of the 6th century just about every Pope was made a saint. But then it started dropping off, notably after St. Pope Silverius. Up to that point 54 of the first 58 Popes had been canonized.
After that it started a slow decline. Here’s the breakdown by century:
After St. Pope Gregory VII, who’s reign ended in 1085, so late 11th century, there were only two Popes whose reign was before the 20th century who were canonized:
But the 20th century, as the article noted, has seen a pretty significant resurgence. The 20th century had 8 Popes and half of them have been canonized, including the 3 of the last 4 (and that 4th one was only Pope for 33 days).
So at some level something has changed. But one wonders if it is really what the article writer, Professor Massimo Faggioli, suggests. He points to a movement towards papal supremacy. But I just don’t buy that.
First of all, he’s got the dates all wrong. Yes, the 1st Vatican council, which he points to, formally defined papal infallibility, but frankly the power and prestige of the Pope is not at all defined by that dogma. Students of Catholic history know that Papal power peaked just before the Reformation. In the High Middle Ages there was no one who had more sway over the world than the Pope. We’re aren’t using a calendar (the Gregorian calendar) named after the Pope who promulgated it in 1582 for nothing. (1582 is a over a half century after the start of the Reformation, but his power took centuries to wain from it’s pre-Reformation peak.)
And this doesn’t just apply to his secular power. Ever since the Orthodox/Catholic split was formalized in 1054, over precisely the issue of the Pope’s doctrinal authority, the Pope has had great and nearly unquestioned doctrinal authority of the Church from top to bottom.
This is why I’d argue that Papal power and prestige is looking at the wrong thing. Far more interesting, timeline wise, is the rise and fall of the Papal States. The Pope was the monarch of the Papal States. They were first established (officially anyway) with the donation of Pepin in 756. And the Pope was it’s ruler until it was subsumed by Italy in 1870. (Forgive me for glossing over a lot of nuanced and complicated history.)
With that in mind, go back and look at that by-century catalog of papal canonizations. It’s the 8th century when things really changed. The change was not instantaneous, but it sure looks to me like the arc of the movement away from canonizing Popes is best explained by the rise of the secular power of the Pope. Popes were picked more and more for their secular administrative and leadership skills and less and less for their holiness and doctrinal leadership. Obviously I’m painting with a broad brush, but I think trend-wise it is appropriate.
Which would also suggest why in the 20th century we’re seeing a resurgence. With the collapse of the Papal States, the papacy has returned to being primarily a spiritual leadership position. As a result, is it really a surprise that we’re seeing a resurgence of holiness of those elected to the position?
Said another way, from a canonization perspective we could break the Church into 4 eras:
It’s hard to argue with those groupings both from a historical significance stand point and how starkly the rates of Canonization changed when the Church transitioned from one to the other.
So while I think it is reasonable to ponder and debate whether we should be canonizing so many Popes, particularly to do so as quickly after their death as was done for St. Pope John Paul II, I’d argue that that ‘Pope worship’ and idolization is not what is going on here nor should be the basis for that debate. It doesn’t stand up to scrutiny against the backdrop of Catholic history.
(Hat tip to Deacon’s Bench for bringing my attention to the article)
I watched a movie last night, who’s plot was about a man who had been dumped by his longtime girlfriend and was struggling to get back to dating again. He had two problems. The first was he still genuinely missed his old girlfriend and he didn’t know how to put that behind him. The second was he had lost his confidence to approach women.
The movie shows him doing a number of awkward attempts at approaching women. Half of them started with him trying to present himself as someone desirable. But it wouldn’t take long for the woman he approached to challenge him on his “resume” and then he’d crumble, having been exposed as a fraud.
The other half of the time he’d attempt the opposite approach, coming from a position of vulnerability. We’d admit he missed his girlfriend and talk about how horrible his life was. The result was always the same: a very sympathetic woman who had zero romantic interest in him.
And then he’d torture himself about what he should do since neither approach was working.
The resolution to the problem was that he kept working at it until the day came, unbeknownst to him, that he had genuinely healed from the pain of having been dumped. That night he approached a woman and came from a position of both genuine interest in her but also a humility that didn’t require inflating his “resume”.
Isn’t this the journey we’re all trying to make? (and I don’t just mean in romance) Aren’t we all trying to get to a place of authenticity?
I think this is a big part of what the journey of Lent is about. We’re all frauds. We’re all sinners pretending to be saints. But at the same time, we know it is not ideal to wallow in our sinfulness. And we don’t know how to split the difference between being a fraud and wallowing. Sure, there are times when we can do no better than wallowing, but it is a moment when we need others to serve us and help us. God calls us to be servants, not to be served.
No, instead our goal is to reach that place where we accept our own sinfulness and the cross that it comes with. But instead of wallowing and being stuck in one place, we find the strength to do the hard work of carrying our cross. To proclaim to the world: I am a sinner but I am carrying my cross, doing my best to journey towards sainthood.
I’ve recently been on a kick of watching rock climbing documentaries. (Of course that included ‘Free Solo’, which I may comment on later.) One of them was one I had seen a few years ago called ‘Valley Uprising’ which was about the history of rock climbing in Yosemite going back to the early 50’s.
The movie spends a fair amount of time on the culture of rock climbing throughout its history and the rebellious nature of much of it. Much of the movie it glorifies it.
As Catholics, we need to be careful when it comes to counter-cultural things. Our faith is *VERY* counter-cultural, even when most people in the culture are Catholic. Even when most people embrace the basic principles of Christ, His radical call of living a self-less lifestyle will always elude most people. The human condition just has too much pride; too much selfishness for everyone in any society to embrace Christ’s call in its fullness.
So we’d better be careful before we write off a counter-cultural movement.
The general ethos of the rock climbing community, particularly of the historical elite climbers (i.e. before corporate sponsorship made it so the elite could squeak out a living that way), is one of poverty for the sake of rock climbing. They’d live on very little and camp right by the rocks.
But yet again, we’d better be careful before we write off a movement that embraces intentional poverty… there are plenty of those within the Church.
But yet I couldn’t escape a feeling of disdain for their overall lifestyle choices and the glorification of those choices in the documentary. And I think it came down to the debt they refused to admit they had…
All of us have life because our parents and their parents and their parents before them, made the sacrifice to be parents. All of the conveniences we have, everything from roads to safe drinking water to metals to computers, are the result of the innovation of past generations. We benefits greatly from the past sacrifices of others.
I think we all have a responsibility to contribute to that on-going development of humanity. We have a debt that needs to be paid if we can feel justified in taking advantage of all that led to us.
It doesn’t have to be parenthood, although I think it is a very good way. It just has to be the pursuit of some human excellence for self-less reasons. It can even be something that you fail at, as long as the goal was to in some way contribute to the opus of what we have all been given.
And I just don’t see that in much of the glorification of obsessive and life long pursuit of excellence in some hobby… at least not as it plays out in our current era. I think there are many hobbies that contribute to the world. I’d even argue that rock climbing could be one of them. But the key to me is why is one doing it. Is one doing it so that the hobby can be a way for more people to enjoy God’s creation? Or are they doing it as thrill seekers or for fame and glory?
In fairness, I think the answer varies from person to person. I’m tempted to believe in the noble pursuits of John Salathe, Royal Robbins, John Bachar, Tommy Caldwell and Alex Honnold. It seems to me they saw something noble in rock climbing and desired to perfect it for the overall good of the world. (But in fairness, I don’t know any of these people outside of a handful of documentaries and a few dozen articles, so I could be overly charitable to some or all of them).
In contrast, I can’t see anything noble in Dean Potter, Warren Harding or Jim Bridwell. Although, just as much as I must admit I don’t know those I admire well enough to properly judge, I could just as easily be being too quick to condemn the above people.
But taking a step back from the actual people to the conceptual, it seems there are two groups: Those who are climbing to walk away from any sense of the greater good and are doing so for personal and selfish reasons. And right beside them are people, perhaps living very similar lives, who are there for the pursuit of something noble and good.
And my hope for the climbing community is that they could see the difference (and if this documentary accurately portrays things, I don’t think they currently do). That they could see the difference between someone who is a leach, that has no sense of the great gift of life they have been given and a responsibility to give something back, and someone who climbs with a profound sense of the wonderful creation they have been given and their responsibility to give something back to it.
I’ve posted the slides for tonight’s Faithful Questions presentation titled ‘Are the Jews responsible for the death of Jesus?’:
(Note: I’ve struggled with whether to post my homilies on the blog. I don’t write them with the intent that they are to be posted. I don’t want to let the thought that I might post them affect what I write. They are intended for the audience at Mass and I think it is important they stay that way. But what I’ve decided is that I’ll post them if I think they are generally appropriate and just not post the ones I think should stay local to the parish. We’ll see how it goes and I reserve the right to change my mind later. 🙂 )
People ask, what did Peter do wrong? Why was it so wrong of him to request to make 3 tents? The textbook answer is that Peter didn’t want it to end. He didn’t want to go down the mountain to regular life. And so he was trying to extend it by setting up camp. But I think there’s something else here. Because the moment was not over. God still had one more miracle to perform: To speak from the cloud and remind Peter, James and John that Jesus was His son. Peter wasn’t necessarily wrong to want this moment to continue.
So what then? I think the 1st reading from Genesis today shows numerous parallels. In the 1st reading God takes Abram outside to show him the stars. In the Gospel Jesus takes the 3 up a mountain. Abram falls into a trance. The 3 are overcome by sleep. Abram is given a vision when he wakes. The 3 wake up to the Transfiguration. And finally, both passages end with God speaking those present. These events have strong parallels.
Except for one thing… Abram feels no need to insert his own will into the unfolding events. He’s content to be silent and let them unfold. Peter on the other hand, refuses to let it play out on God’s terms and insists on talking. He insists on interrupting the event and inserting his own thoughts.
I find this explanation for Peter’s failure much more appropriate for us. Perhaps among certain monasteries or similar religious communities, they need to hear that there comes a time to leave the sanctuary and go do God’s work in the world. But we’re not that community. We’re a community that is too distracted by the world as it is, that doesn’t spend enough time with God. The last thing we need to hear is that we need to go back out into the world.
No, what we need is very different. We need to spend more listening to God. And the only way that’s going to happen is if we stop talking and turn off all the noise around us.
We are inundated with noise and conversation. Get it from our phones, constantly pinging at us with e-mail and texts, with Facebook notifications and twitter. We get it from our TVs, with everything from the news and talking head shows to sports to comedy and drama. We get it from our car stereos, with more talk and a plethora of music. We are so inundated with noise that for most of us we find the idea of silence scary. So let me tell you a scary story.
About two months ago I was at the hospital with a family whose father and patriarch was in a coma and near death. I had already completed the formal prayers I had come to say, but I wanted to stay and hold vigil with the family. As time went on I found myself struggling to resist the temptation to say something, in part because I had nothing meaningful to say. And so time passed: 10 minutes of nothing to say. 20 minutes of nothing to say. 30 minutes of nothing to say. And I started to feel like they were unsure what I was still doing there. Should I just leave?
But then, after a long awkward silence, the eldest brother spoke up. “Deacon, I have a question I need to ask you. Is God angry with our family?” You see, this was the 4th death for this family in the last year. They’d lost a mother, a mother-in-law, a husband in his 50’s and now their father. And their faith was shaken.
I knew then why I had stayed through a half-hour of silence. He needed me there to tell them. “No, God is not angry. God loves you!” But God knew that question was never going to come in 5 minutes. They needed the time to reflect and think and to find the courage to ask what was bugging them deep in their heart. God knew that if I just told them right away that God loves them, their hearts were not ready to receive it. And so he had all of us wait that 30 minutes in silence so all of us would be ready. So that God could tell them “I love you!”
I think we all need to ask ourselves: How many times in my life have I refused to be quiet and wait for whatever God has to say to me? How many times have I missed the opportunity to hear what I most desperately needed to hear from God because I was too impatient and too willing to let God be interrupted by all the noise in my life? When you get home today, find some time to be truly quiet. Turn off the music and the TV. Turn off your phone, not just silent mode, but OFF, and banish it to a different room. Be truly silent. Not just for 10 or 20 minutes. Perhaps not even 30 minutes will be enough. And ask God that question: “God, what do you have to say to me? What have I missed hearing from you because I’ve refused to find truly quiet time for prayer?” I beg of you. Find the time to do this. If you want to see Christ transfigured; If you want to know God in all His glory… all you must do is listen. So find that time, every week if you can, to turn off all the noise and distraction so that the only voice that is left, is God’s.
A big part of my heart was overjoyed by the news that Governor Newsom is putting a moratorium on the death penalty in California and considering commuting the death sentences (but not life imprisonment) of everyone on death row. It is long past due that Californians recognize the futility of the death penalty:
So, even if one isn’t willing to listen to a moral/religious argument about the sanctity of life, it still seems like there’s a strong argument to say “Why are we doing this? What’s the point?”
So thank God for those who fight against the death penalty. And I am *mostly* thankful for Governor Newsom’s decision.
Why only “mostly”? Because I’m a big believer that the process by which we accomplish things is *EXTREMELY* important. There are so many unintended negative consequences when things are done in under-handed ways or when things are rushed at a faster pace that the public is ready to accept.
Obviously we’ll never know the alternate outcomes, but I think it is possible the civil war could have been avoided and we still could have eradicated slavery in the US by the end of the 19th century. It happened in many other places around the world in that same time without over a half-million lives being lost.
I’m not enough of an expert on the matter to speak intelligently to the specifics of how the civil war could have been avoided. All I know is that the 2nd half of the 19th century saw profound change on the subject throughout the world in countries far and wide, from Brazil, to Cambodia, to the Ottoman Empire, to the Netherlands, to Spain, to Cuba. It’s not unreasonable to think that given more time, the US could have made the transition without resulting to civil war.
Obviously I don’t think the death penalty will result in anything as extreme as a civil war, but I do think it could have notable societal impacts of a negative nature. The simple reality is that both the American and California public are adamantly for the death penalty. In California, propositions to overturn the death penalty have been put before the voters multiple times in the last 20 years and every time they have been soundly rejected.
To make matters worse, Newsom said *NOTHING* in his campaign for governor about this. The only quote that any reporter has dug up was not even from the campaign but 2 years earlier when he was lieutenant governor but advocating for the most recent proposition to overturn the death penalty. To quote from the article:
While campaigning for the death penalty repeal measure in 2016, Newsom told The Modesto Bee editorial board he would “be accountable to the will of the voters” on the death penalty if he became governor.
Update… I found a more complete quote in a video from that same interview:
I have enormous sensitivity and respect for people that disagree. And so my position has always been, if ever I was in a position to actually be accountable… would be accountable to the will of the voters. I would not get my personal opinions in the way of the public’s right to make a determination of where they want to take us (inaudible) the death penaltyhttps://www.modbee.com/news/politics-government/election/article103934031.html
I think Newsom had a responsibility to be honest during the governor campaign. He needed to say that if elected he would consider putting a moratorium on the death penalty and commuting the death sentences of everyone on death row. I think this is particularly true considering his quote from 2016 that implies exactly the opposite. Might he have lost because of that? Perhaps. He won by a pretty sizable margin so perhaps not. But this is an issue that gets a lot of people worked up, even a lot of Democrats that voted for him.
But risking losing is exactly why it is what he should have done. The right answer is always to act with integrity and try to convince the opposition of the rightness of your cause. Deception and going back on one’s promises leads to great angst in the population.
I think a great deal of the political angst we see in society today, that has led to the polarization of our country, is due to decades of deceptive and underhanded behavior by politicians and political parties. People are sick of it and running to more and more extreme measures to try and combat it. If we want to fix this, what is most needed is politicians with integrity and honesty. It’s more important than their specific policy positions (within reason).
So, while a big part of me is joyful today, I must admit there is a tinge of fear and disappointment. I’m not sure this was the right way to go about this.