Save Sincerity

Hain's avatarHowie Hain


Sometimes I have the thought, the urge, to forget everything—all beliefs—all creeds—all rites—all ways—save sincerity.

In these moments I see Jesus the gardener.


But Mary stayed outside the tomb weeping. And as she wept, she bent over into the tomb and saw two angels in white sitting there, one at the head and one at the feet where the body of Jesus had been.

And they said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?” She said to them, “They have taken my Lord, and I don’t know where they laid him.”

When she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus there, but did not know it was Jesus.

Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you looking for?” She thought it was the gardener and said to him, “Sir, if you carried him away, tell me where you laid him, and I will take him.”

Jesus…

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Why I Am A Catholic

by Orlando Hernandez

The Gospel readings for this week are full of harsh, ominous sayings by our Lord Jesus. They are filled with characters worthy of rejection by God: the scribes and Pharisees, the careless servants, the foolish virgins, all headed for damnation, punishments, gnashing teeth, Gehenna! I actually could relate to all these unfortunate souls. In many ways I feel as guilty as them. It was very hard for me to choose a Gospel reading to write about.

Careful re-reading and prayer came to the rescue once again. Incredibly, the threatening reading for Monday (Mt 23:13-22) began to show me a way out of Gehenna. Jesus starts proclaiming the “woes” against the scribes and Pharisees. They “lock the Kingdom of heaven before men” (Don’t I in my mind, do this for so many that I judge as hopeless, cruel people?). Jesus goes on to say:

“ Woe to you, blind guides, who say, ‘If one swears by the temple, it means nothing, but if one swears by the gold of the temple, one is obligated.’ Blind fools, which is greater, the gold, or the temple that made the gold sacred? And you say, ‘If one swears by the altar, it means nothing, but if one swears by the gift on the altar, one is obligated.’ You blind ones, which is greater, the gift, or the altar that makes the gift sacred?”

I do not wish to comment on the historical background for this writing, the bitter conflicts between Pharisaic Judaism and the Church of Matthew at the time, which might have influenced Matthew’s writing. What I need to do is to express what Jesus tells me when I read His attacks on the Pharisees and scribes.

We are not supposed to “swear”, but an oath can be a kind of pledge, a commitment that leads to a way of life. Why are so many people committed to follow the Catholic Church? Is it the “gold,” the grandeur , the power of the institution that calls to us, and gives us some sense of security? When we walk into a church building are we simply mesmerized by the splendor all around, the vastness of the place, the large crowd, the ritual, the gold, the place of leadership, respect, and wisdom that we give to our priests and bishops? Is it because we need to belong to something greater than ourselves? What is this “something” that is so great?

This week, Pope Francis is ministering to an Irish Church that has been greatly diminished. Almost 50% of Irish Catholics have left. New civil laws scoff at the precepts of the Church. Fr. Martin Coffey CP once talked to us Passionist Associates about the incredible wealth and dominance that the Church had over Irish culture and government. Yet the power led to hubris, abuse, and corruption. Many Ministers of God went the way of the pharisees in the Gospel. They forgot to act with “judgement and mercy and fidelity”. The Church was like those cups and graves that were shiny on the outside and dirty on the inside. With the news of recent weeks, we wonder if this process of diminishment has also been accelerated in our own Church in the USA.

For my part, and for millions like me, it was never the “gold of the temple” nor the gifts on the altar that captured me. It was the Living God within that temple, in that altar, that made everything “sacred.” Within the tabernacle we have those humble little pieces of Bread that hold greater power than the Vatican and all the Cathedrals put together can ever have! Yes, these “temples” are holy and we “swear” by them, but they are empty buildings without the Life that dwells in them. In the same manner, out lives as Catholics are just as empty if we don’t just relax, take a deep breath, and let Jesus fill our hearts with the power of His Love. Jesus has always been the one that calls me to “Church.” I go to mass to be with Him. Only then, can I look around and feel the greatest reverence for His people within that building. In this Monday’s Gospel Jesus goes on to tell us: “One who swears by the altar swears by it and all that is upon it ; one who swears by the temple swears by it and by Him Who dwells in it ; one who swears by heaven swears by the throne of God and by Him Who is seated on it.”

I have this great faith that we will overcome all these problems in our Church. Too much bleeding and suffering has gone into it. What gives me the right to feel this way? The loving intimacy with which Jesus Christ, my Lord, has claimed me gives me the right. He is ready to give this to everyone. How dare we approach Him when we have so much in common with those Pharisees, unreliable servants, and careless virgins? Because He died for all of us. The answer to the whole puzzle somehow lies in His Passion, Death, and Resurrection.

“Therefore, brothers [and sisters], since through the blood of Jesus we have boldness to enter into the sanctuary by the new and living way He opened for us through the veil, that is His flesh, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us approach with a sincere heart and in absolute trust, with our herts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed in pure water.” (Heb 19-22)

A few years ago someone said to me, “I don’t go to mass because I just don’t trust those priests.” I love and trust quite a lot of priests, but what I told the man was, “The priest I go to meet at mass is called Jesus Christ.” Jesus is the ultimate Power that can lead us to say : “I am a Catholic.”

“For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who has similarly been tested in every way, yet without sin. So let us confidently approach the throne of grace to receive mercy and to find grace for timely help.” (Heb 4:15-16)

Orlando Hernandez

21st Week of the Year, b


August 26 SUNDAY TWENTY-FIRST SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME
Jos 24:1-2a, 15-17, 18b/Eph 5:21-32 or 5:2a, 25-32/Jn 6:60-69 (122)

27 Monday Saint Monica
Memorial
2 Thes 1:1-5, 11-12/Mt 23:13-22 (425)

28 Tuesday Saint Augustine, Bishop and Doctor of the Church
Memorial
2 Thes 2:1-3a, 14-17/Mt 23:23-26 (426)

29 Wednesday The Passion of Saint John the Baptist
Memorial
2 Thes 3:6-10, 16-18 (427)/Mk 6:17-29 (634)

30 Thursday
1 Cor 1:1-9/Mt 24:42-51 (428)

31 Friday
1 Cor 1:17-25/Mt 25:1-13 (429)

SEPTEMBER 1 Saturday
[BVM]
1 Cor 1:26-31/Mt 25:14-30 (430)

21st Sunday of the Year b: First, Believe

For this week’s homily, please play the video below.

20th Week of the Year b

AUGUST 19 SUNDAY, TWENTIETH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME
Prv 9:1-6/Eph 5:15-20/Jn 6:51-58 (119)

20 Monday Saint Bernard, Abbot and Doctor of the Church
Memorial
Ez 24:15-24/Mt 19:16-22 (419)

21 Tuesday Saint Pius X, Pope
Memorial
Ez 28:1-10/Mt 19:23-30 (420)

22 Wednesday The Queenship of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Memorial
Ez 34:1-11/Mt 20:1-16 (421)

23 Thursday
[Saint Rose of Lima, Virgin]
Ez 36:23-28/Mt 22:1-14 (422)

24 Friday Saint Bartholomew, Apostle
Feast
Rv 21:9b-14/Jn 1:45-51 (629)

25 Saturday
[Saint Louis; Saint Joseph Calasanz, Priest; BVM]
Ez 43:1-7ab/Mt 23:1-12 (424)

Illegibles (1)

Hain's avatarHowie Hain


There’s no inner room if you take the outer room in with you.


Jesus doesn’t ask you to buy a raffle ticket.


If a church can’t survive on passing a basket it can’t survive.

If a church can’t survive it shouldn’t.

If a church doesn’t survive it’s no longer (or never was) a church.


The best thing the Catholic Church could do is start new parishes. Not combine existing parishes. Not renovate. Not restore. Not rebuild. Not even resurrect.

Establish. Brand new parishes. With no history or patrimony except the Virgin Tradition of the Saints.


Crucifix woven from hay.

Altar constructed of straw.

Tabernacle able to decay.


Penance is to offer up what time-alone desires.

Sacrifice is to give away what you’re told to cherish.

To one who believes penance and sacrifice are delight.


hd hain

July 2018

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20th Sunday of the Year b: The Bread of Wisdom

For this week’s homily, please play the video below.

Offering

Hain's avatarHowie Hain


The only offering is spending time. Not work. Not words. Not posts or pages. Stop it all. Time alone. Time being. Existence. Come what may. Could that be the only offering I am to make? Only contribution. Life spent in interest. In what’s good. With goodness. No preconceived notions what it looks like. A hiking stick. Evergreen. Nothing but interest. Not service. Not preaching. Not helping. Not writing. Not making. Not producing. Not part of a team. Only interest. Only footprints of varying weight. Or perhaps none at all.


Howard Hain

December, 2017

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The Heavy Footed Thug

Hain's avatarHowie Hain


On time for which Id rather not

The heavy-footed thug storms thru the sage

Crushing the flower that adored his table

Now petal’s pigment stains the stone

She loves me not” rattles the walls

His victim defeated before he began

His rants begin to strike his rage

But burdened by the weight of the shouldered beast

He scrapes to the floor

While what remains of the rose soaked in sorrow shivers away


—Howard Hain

(ca. 2000)

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Assumption, Dormition

The Feast of the Assumption, August 15th in the Roman Church, and the Feast of the Dormition in the Eastern Church celebrate the belief that Mary, the Mother of Jesus, was taken body and soul into heaven by her welcoming Son.

The Eastern Church year begins with the Great Feast of the Birth of Mary, September 8 and ends with Great Feast of the Dormition. The mysteries of Jesus take place within these two feasts.

The two churches express the mystery differently in art. In the Western Church Mary, radiantly dressed, often surrounded by angels, turns her face to heaven,

The Eastern Church invariably has Jesus standing over his mother’s body, carrying her soul in his arms as a little child. How else would she be at death? Didn’t Jesus say we cannot enter the kingdom of heaven unless we become a little child. She became one.

Her Son brings her body and soul to heaven. She bore him in her womb through grace, now she enters heaven through grace. The apostles, surrounding her body, have been summoned from the ends of the earth to be witnesses to her death and resurrection. She is the “first fruits” of her Son’s redemption. Angels cry out for heaven’s gates to be opened.

“Open your gates and welcome the One who gave birth to the Creator of Heaven and earth; let us celebrate with hymns of glory her holy and venerable body which housed the Lord who is unseen by us. We also cry out: O worthy of all praise, lift up our heads and save our souls”. (Troparion, Feast of the Dormition)

“Today, the Virgin Mother of God

was assumed into heaven

as the beginning and image

of your church’s coming to perfection

and a sign of sure hope and comfort

to your pilgrim people.” (Preface of the Assumption)

God took Mary, the lowly one, and “raised her up to this grace, that your Only-Begotten Son was born to her according to the flesh and that she was crowned this day with surpassing glory. Grant through her prayers that, saved by the mysteries of your redemption, we may merit to be exalted by you on high.” (Collect, Feast of the Assumption)

Because Mary shares in her Son’s resurrection, she also shares his desire that “all be saved and come to the knowledge of the truth.” She joins her voice to his and intercedes for us.

“In falling asleep, you did not forsake the world, O Mother of God,

You were translated to life, O Mother of Life.

And by your prayers you deliver our souls from death.” (Troparion)