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God's Will

Trinity Sunday

This week, sandwiched between the feasts of Pentecost and the Holy Trinity, provides me with much to reflect upon. The main reason is that I have to prepare homilies for both. These two feasts are very similar as we recall what Christ has entrusted to us upon his death. 

In the Gospel of John, Jesus gives a long farewell speech at the Last Supper on the night before he dies. His disciples, understandably, are shaken, afraid, and not prepared to accept the brute reality of his impending death. He tries to calm them, reassure them, and give them things to cling to, and he ends with these words: I am going away, but I will leave you a final gift, the gift of my peace.

This gift of peace from Christ is the gift of the Holy Spirit, and, as we know, that is charity, joy, peace, patience, goodness, long-suffering, fidelity, mildness, and chastity.

In truth, the exercise of these gifts brings peace. They may not impact the world as immediately as war, inflation, drug abuse, mass shootings, or other social evils, but they are not as fickle nor evil as these occurrences are. The gifts of the Spirit reach deep into our soul and, when placed into practice, form us into people of the Holy Spirit; and bring lasting peace into the hearts of those around us.

In the gospel for Trinity Sunday, Jesus states to his disciples, "I have much more to tell you, but you cannot bear it now. But when he comes, the Spirit of truth, he will guide you to all truth.

I find Christ's gentle concern and kindness for us in this statement and the implicit trust He has in our ability to see, understand, and follow Christ striking. We do not need a grueling spiritual race or frantic effort to Live Jesus. We listen to the Spirit's encouragement to determine our next step. As Pope Francis suggests, "the next thing on our calendar is where God's will is found."

We all know what it's like to have our patience tried, but patience disarms anger, frustration, and offense. Goodness, fidelity, chastity, and mildness bring comfort, assurance, and trust. Charity, joy, and peace bring healing and hope. These gifts of the Spirit bring strength to follow Christ, and the ground beneath our feet becomes firm as we find our place walking in God's grace. Indeed, in the Holy Spirit alive in our hearts, we find peace.

How happy those souls who live only to do God's will. (St. Francis de Sales)

Fr. Jack Loughran, OSFS

Provincial

Toledo-Detroit Province

God's Language

In just a few days, the Church will celebrate Pentecost. I think we can best appreciate the meaning of this beautiful feast if we begin with the fact that we are all made in the image and likeness of God.  Two characteristics stand out about God in whose image we are made. One characteristic is his Word and the other is his Love.  In the Incarnation, God gives us his Word, and at Pentecost, he gives us his Love.  Together, God gives us a new language, the language of love.

In his account of Pentecost, St. Luke describes the appearance of the Holy Spirit “as tongues of fire” that rest over the heads of Mary and the 125 disciples gathered in prayer.  Luke goes on to speak of the preeminent miracle of this day in these words: "Are not all these people who are speaking Galileans? Then how does each of us hear them speaking in his native language?" (Acts 2:7-8).

Even though there were people from many different countries and language groups, each of them was able to understand Peter and the others in their own language.   The multiplicity of race, language, and custom had, through the powerful Word of God’s Love, yielded to the unity and union of a single language, the language of common humanity. 

On that day at least and for those few hours, there was only one people and only one language.  God’s love had overcome the usual distinctions such as language, nationality, race, and gender that too often lead to divisions, distrust, hostilities, and wars.  With the gift of God’s love comes the promise and the power to bring about God’s peace on the earth and the fulfillment of these words of our Creed:  “I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life…[and] I believe in one, holy catholic and apostolic Church.”

The word, “catholic,” means universal.  The Holy Spirit is God’s promise of a healed humanity in which differences no longer divide but are applauded as so many beautiful variations of the one Spirit.  Our own St. Francis de Sales invents a new word to describe this new Spirit-filled humanity: unidiverse.

Pentecost is often seen as God’s reversal of the destructive consequences of the Tower of Babel whose story is described in Genesis (11:1-9).  A people who had become proud and arrogant decided to build a tower high enough to reach the heavens.  It would, they thought, provide them with ready access to God and therefore the ability to either manipulate God or become his rival.  There was only one language then.  The communication essential to design and build that tower, therefore, was readily at hand.  But God punished their pride by making them speak in many different languages. They could no longer understand one another and, thus, they could no longer cooperate in building the tower. Soon their differences in language began to divide them.  They became distrustful of one another, and that distrust quickly led to hostilities and wars.  As with the story of the Garden of Eden, once again human pride, human hubris, had led to the sad, divided, and often sinful world with which we are all so familiar today.

In Jesus, God’s Word speaks to us of a new way of living and of a new way of loving.  At Pentecost, God gives each of us, in the Holy Spirit, the power to live as Jesus had lived and to love as Jesus had loved.  And for one brief moment, he permits the thousands gathered in Jerusalem to hear but one language that speaks to all hearts of his promise and of his power.

But God has rightly left it up to all who believe to welcome that promise and to accept that power to change and to better the world, one small act of love after another and, thus, to bring about a new world in which peace and justice reign and compassionate love is the norm; a world that welcomes the many differences among us and channels those differences in one direction: the imitation of the life and the love of Jesus.

Christianity is now over 2000 years old. Yet even in the so-called Christian civilizations, the universal brotherhood of all humankind in God through Christ has not yet been fully realized. You may ask, "What can I do? I am only one individual. What difference can I make?" 

Maybe we can learn something from the story of the squirrel and the owl:

A squirrel once asked a wise old owl the weight of a single snowflake. "Why, nothing more than nothing," the owl answered. The squirrel then went on to tell the owl about a time when he was resting on a branch of a maple tree, counting each snowflake that came to rest on the branch until he reached the number 1,973,864. Then with the settling of the very next snowflake -- crack! The branch suddenly snapped, throwing the squirrel and the snow to the ground. "That was surely a whole lot of nothing," said the squirrel.

Our daily personal efforts to spread the reign of love and justice may be as light in weight as a snowflake. But by heaping our snowflakes together we will eventually be able to break the heavy branch of divisions, evil, and injustice in our world today. Our Spirit-filled efforts at the language and actions of Christian love, however small, will lead in time to a brand new world, a brand new manifestation of Pentecost! 

And so we pray:

Come Holy Spirit and fill the hearts of your faithful and enkindle in them the fire of your love.

*I have taken the story at the end from Munachi E. Ezeogu, CSSP

Rev. Lewis S. Fiorelli, OSFS

Provincial

Wilmington-Philadelphia Province

Accepting God's Will

A few weeks ago, I visited one of our senior Oblates residing in a local nursing facility. Due to back issues, he cannot walk or stand for any time, he needs assistance with basic activities. He also has mild dementia.

As we spoke he surprised me, asking if he had any role in an upcoming Province Assembly scheduled for the end of June. Our Assemblies typically occur every June, and, health permitting, every Oblate in the Province attends. It is always a joyful time as men from different parts of the country come together, reconnect, share what has happened over the past year, pray, share meals, plan for our future, and generally have fun together. All of us look forward to this time.

I was surprised he made this request because the Assembly is a four-day event, that includes travel, and spending the nights on site. Indeed, it is well beyond what is reasonable for him due to his health issues.

Catching me by surprise, I blurted out, “Of course, you can be there. Please join us.” At this, he was so excited and happy that he began to cry, and I didn’t have the heart to tell him how difficult it seemed. I knew that this would be an almost impossible request to fulfill. I also knew as I watched him weep, that his heart belongs to the Oblates, and not attending the Assembly would be sad and a painful loss for him. Chickening out, I told him I’d look into the possibility and get back to him next week. I just couldn’t tell him the truth and bring that disappointment to him at that time.

On the following Friday, I revisited him. On my way there, I prepared my response informing him, as gently as possible, that attending and participating in the meeting would be impossible. I was dreading it. As I entered his room, and before I could even say hello, he said, “Jack, I have to tell you something.” I sat down and he said, “I know you were probably driving here struggling to find words to tell me I cannot attend the Assembly. I want you to know that I have come to that conclusion on my own.” 

He went on to say, “St. Francis de Sales teaches us to recognize and believe that God’s will is found in the ordinary stuff of our lives. Due to my health, I know that I will not be able to participate in the Assembly. I know that I am where I am because I need to be, and it is God’s will for me to find His embrace and place in His heart here. I spent last night praying about this and know this is the right decision.”

I can’t tell you how relieved I was and grateful for his beautiful insights and trust in God at that moment. His sacrifice in accepting this truth expressed his faith and deep immersion in our Salesian charism. We talked for quite a while following this exchange, and as I prepared to leave, he reminded me of the saying of Francis de Sales, “Why build castles in Spain when you have to live in France?” He said, “I guess my France is this nursing home. I don’t necessarily like it, but I know God’s embrace for me is here, and I will accept His will by staying here.”

For me, this was a spiritual and life lesson from a wonderful Salesian gentleman. 

Fr. Jack Loughran, OSFS

Provincial

Toledo-Detroit Province