ST JOSEPH'S ABBEY, SPENCER MA

Silence is a participation in the world to come,  a participation in  eternity, in God’s simplicity, a great Mystery beyond words. Love seeking me is the reason for silence. The monk's wonder-filled response to God’s seeking is the silence of love and the longing to be absorbed in wordless, quiet rest in the presence of the One who loves him. Those in love need not say anything. They want simply" to be with," to be  agendaless , resting in each other's presence. God longs for our openness, a great empty space within us, an emptiness that is not nothing but is availability. In silence I can notice God noticing me. In practicing silence, allowing silence, allowing the empty space, I make an open space for God.  Ancient statue of Saint Benedict brought from the monastery of Our Lady of the Valley in Rhode Island at the time of Spencer's founding. Photograph by Brother Daniel.

With their whole beings the angels are servants and messengers of God. Because they ‘always behold the face of my Father who is in heaven’ they are the ‘mighty ones who do his word, hearkening to the voice of his word.’ Christ is the center of the angelic world. They are his angels: ‘When the Son of man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him.’ They belong to him because they were created through and for him: 'for in him all things were created in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or authorities - all things were created through him and for him.' They belong to him still more because he has made them messengers of his saving plan. From the Incarnation to the Ascension, the life of the Word incarnate is surrounded by the adoration and service of angels. When God "brings the firstborn into the world, he says: 'Let all God's angels worship him.' Their song of praise at the birth...

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ; that though he was rich, yet for your sake he became poor, so that you through his poverty might become rich.   2 Cor 8   In Christ Jesus our Lord God most high has become most low, most lowly, wounded, vulnerable, e ver disguised in the distressing face of the poor and always at the door, though we are so liable to miss him.  A drowsy complacency is always a temptation. How will I notice the poor one very near that I may find repugnant? Who is the ignored or forgotten outcast in my world? Like Saint  Vincent de Paul   whom we remember  today, we want to be more and more attentive to the poor in our midst.

A rich man is hosting a dinner party. He and a few special friends are reclining on cushions, as platters of exquisitely prepared food are presented for his approval. Servers bow and exit; courses follow one after the other. There’s silly chit-chat, bursts of laughter and a good deal of belching. The food is, after all, very good; and there’s lots of it. Now huddled at the door is that beggar Lazarus, he’s always in the neighborhood; he’s no trouble at all; doesn’t ever bother anyone. It’s just that he’s infected and covered with sores. Sometimes they get so itchy; he even lets dogs lick them. (And everyone knows where a dog’s tongue has been.) Keep your distance, Lazarus is definitely unclean. If anyone dares come close enough, Lazarus always extends an open hand waiting for something; truth be told he’d be happy to have a few scraps left on the floor after one of these banquets; but no one’s offered.  How the poor who followed Jesus must have loved hearing him tell this stor...

Padre Pio spent much of his priestly life under suspicion, false accusation, endless investigations and censure. His reputation for holiness came not from the fact that he bore the wounds of Christ's Passion but because of his docility, humility and obedience. He was able to make the words of Saint Paul his own, "I have been crucified with Christ....I live by faith in the Son of God who has loved me and given himself up for me." Meditation by Father Emmanuel.

Talk of Satan or the Evil Spirit may make us uncomfortable, frightened or superstitious. But it is simply part of the reality of our life in Christ. For if we desire God, deeply desire Christ Jesus, desire to belong to him, to choose his way, then simple logic will tell us that the unclean spirit, the Evil One will want the opposite. The Evil Spirit wants to distract and confuse us and draw us away from the Lord, drown out his tender voice and invitation. But Jesus’ power in us through the Spirit is utterly opposed to the power of the demonic; his voice, his promise is steady, lovingly tender even as he challenges us to be more. Photograph by Charles O'Connor of sunset over the Abbey church.

Faced with dismissal for mismanaging his master's resources, and without further options, truly with his back to the wall, the wily steward in today's Gospel concocts a strategy for survival that will actually further deplete his master's resources. And amazingly his master commends him.  H e so values this steward's resiliency and effective action that he praises him  for acting shrewdly-  literally in the original Greek of the text- "for being wise."     Jesus has told us that those who hear his words and put them into action are like wise people who build their houses on solid rock. Winds, rain, floods will not be able to make that house fall. Those who are wise survive the storms. The "take-away" from today's Gospel story is clear. When the followers of Jesus realize that their spiritual life is threatened, they must act wisely and decisively in order to survive. The dishonest manager has been wiser in his deviousness, than we ofte...

At the cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful Mother weeping, Close to Jesus to the last. If ever you have silently accompanied someone you loved as they lay sick and dying, and had to trust that your quiet presence alone would somehow suffice, then you understand the power and beauty of Mary's presence with Jesus our Lord in his agony and death. Loving presence means everything.  As he died on the cross, Jesus gave us his Mother to be our Mother as well. Now and always she lovingly accompanies us in all that we suffer. Weeping Madonna (detail), Dieric Bouts. Netherlandish,  ca. 1415 – 1475.

Hail precious cross that received honor and beauty from the limbs of the Lord! Hail cross that was hallowed by the body of Christ and by his limbs was enriched as with pearls. Tradition credits Constantine's mother Saint Helena with the discovery in Jerusalem of the buried cross of Jesus during the second quarter of the 4th century. Immediately this relic became the object of tender devotion and lavish ritual. The pilgrim nun Egeria has left us a vivid account of the ritual for exposition and the procession to venerate the cross on Good Friday in Jerusalem. The true cross became a nexus of holiness, sacred presence and healing. Egeria even writes of one overzealous devotee caught biting off a chunk of the cross during the liturgy!  The Fathers of the Church loved to find in every reference to wood or tree, staff, rod or ark in the Hebrew Scriptures a type of the cross of Christ. Cyril of Jerusalem will declare, "Life ever comes from wood!" Paulinus of Nola chants ...

I know many things but I do not know how to explain them. I know that God is everywhere and I know that he is everywhere in his whole being. But I do not know how he is everywhere. I know that he is eternal and has no beginning. But I do not know how. My reason fails to grasp how it is possible for an essence to exist when that essence has receives its existence neither from itself nor from another. I know that he begot the Son. But I do not know how. I know that the Spirit is from him. But I do not know how the Spirit is from him….His judgments are inscrutable, his ways are unsearchable, his peace surpasses all understanding, his gift is indescribable, what God has prepared for those who love him has not entered into the heart of man, his greatness has no bound, his understanding is infinite. Are all these incomprehensible while only God himself can be comprehended? What excessive madness would it be to say that.   Saint John Chrysostom Saint John Chrysostom reminds us that...

In this morning’s familiar Gospel story, a lost son squanders his very large inheritance with riotous, wasteful living. He returns home in desperation and sorrow, and amazingly his father rushes towards him to mercy him. And his father's amazing response is: “ Let us celebrate with a feast.” God longs to fill us with more than we deserve.  As we come to him with humble, contrite hearts, God in Christ is running toward us to mercy us.  And even when we resist, he will beg us as the father in the Gospel story, “All I have is yours.”  This is what the Holy Eucharist accomplishes; for there on the altar God in Christ gives himself away to us. In the Eucharist Jesus rushes toward us in an overwhelming surrender of love. With astounding overabundance God in Christ loses himself in love for us. Jesus becomes our food, so that he can be dissolved in us.  “Love means letting another’s existence define me,” says Father Jeremy Driscoll. It is what Jesus knew and experie...

I will show you what someone is like who comes to me, listens to my words, and acts on them. That one is like a man building a house, who dug deeply and laid the foundation on rock; when the flood came, the river burst against that house but could not shake it because it had been well built.   Luke 6 We are grounded in our love for Christ Jesus Our Lord; we stand on the rock of our belonging to him. Still he assures us that our reception of his message must be enfleshed,   sacramentalized   in what we do, in how we act with one another. Having been loved so completely by Jesus, we must go and do likewise.   As Saint Paul will tell us in his Second Letter to the Corinthians, "The love of Christ impels us." We are constrained, compelled by that love, for as Paul will continue, " He died for all, so that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised." Saint Ignatius Loyola will echo centuri...

Christ Jesus is moving near, longing to surround us. And as we celebrate Our Lady, we recall Jesus’ words to the woman at the well. “If only you knew the gift of God and who is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink, ‘you would have asked him instead and he would have given you living water.” If only we understood who it is who wants to make his home in our hearts as he did in Mary's womb, we would ask him over and over, and he would come to us in secret and fill us with himself. And so the invitation is to be disarmed by God’s desire for us, “for he longs to be longed for, loves to be loved and desires to be desired.”*   Our prayer affords us the extravagance of luxuriating in our helplessness and utter dependence on God, our confidence in a God who loves and loves. With Mary w e encounter  the almost absurd, baffling extravagance of God’s desire for us. He can’t help himself. God is helplessly in love. He has fallen in love with our flesh.  Mary’s chosenness reve...

In Rome this morning, our beloved Pope Francis is canonizing another beloved person Mother Teresa, as a saint.  The experience of Christ's suddenly turning with a powerful new word of life and discipleship described in today's gospel was one that was “pivotal” in her life.  She was born in August of 1910 in the Albanian city of Skopje into a devout Catholic family.  At the age of 18, Gonxha Agnes Bojaxhiu entered the Sisters of Loretto in Ireland and took the religious name Teresa after St. Therese of  Lisieux whose interior life she was to be called by God to imitate in ways that the novice Sr. Teresa could not have imagined.  As the Book of Wisdom said this morning, “Who can know God's counsel, or who can conceive what the Lord intends.” After the year-long novitiate she went to India to the Loretto convent school in Calcutta (now called Kolkata.) In 1937 she made solemn profession and became, in her own words, “the spouse of Jesus for all eternity.”...

When we look at one another, especially at those who disappoint us, or disagree with us, or even humiliate us, can we not try to glimpse buried beneath their failures and sins and apparent “unworthiness” the seeds of a desire for God, the attempts to love (however botched), or the hunger for holiness (perhaps muddied and misdirected, but still there)? As we take our place at the “table” of life, can we not be a little more amazed at people’s goodness and try to glimpse the secret beauty and depths of their hearts, depths that only God truly knows? If we do, it’s not so hard to give up our “place” to another. The guest list Jesus proposes for the banquet in the kingdom of God is unthinkable for those who are concerned about their own status or personal benefit. We all have a “guest list” of who we invite into our lives. How inclusive is it? Who is missing from it? Who is left out? Who else can we welcome? These are good questions to prepare us for entering once again into th...

  He told a parable to those who had been invited, noticing how they were choosing the places of honor at the table. “When you are invited by someone to a wedding banquet, do not recline at table in the place of honor.   A more distinguished guest than you may have been invited by him, and the host who invited both of you may approach you and say, ‘Give your place to this man,’ and then you would proceed with embarrassment to take the lowest place.   Rather, when you are invited, go and take the lowest place so that when the host comes to you he may say, ‘My friend, move up to a higher position.’  Luke 14 Jesus is talking about the way in which people of his day were jostling for position in the eyes of God. They were eager to push themselves forward, to show how well they were keeping the Law in order to maintain their own purity. Jesus is pointedly turning things upside down for them, as he has done before by associating with the wrong kind of...