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In the Spotlight

January 31, 2008

In the late 80’s and early 90’s, I was studying fine art at a community college; painting, drawing, sculpture and design. I loved it, and I often reflect on how I could just lose myself in an abstract watercolor or in the brushstrokes that leapt like flame from a canvas of sunflowers or a field of wheat by Van Gogh. It was always incredible to watch something come to life, so to speak, from my own paint-spattered or clay covered hands… to see it start to fill in and fill out of the void of a bleached canvas or a lump of clay.

I remember one project in particular; we were each commissioned to make a copy of the work of an old master. I chose a painting of Carravaggio’s called The Lute Player. A great way to learn, in the way of art, music or for that matter the spiritual life, is to mimic the art of the masters, to trace the outlines of their marks and movements, and by habit to acquire some of their gift. We catch the sparks from the fire of their creative genius and carry it back to the kindling in our own souls.

As my work was coming along, I could see the hints and possibilities, a resemblance coming to light. After a week or so off, coming back to get my canvas from the art room closet where we stored them, I was “impressed” at my own work! Not too shabby, I thought. But that was cloaked in shadow. I pulled it from the dimly lit closet and out into the studio. Hmm….

Time away from things can clear the head and the heart, giving us a fresh look. I noticed some things needed serious reworking; brush hairs were stuck in certain spots, colors I thought had matched the original were a shade or three off. And those flesh tones… oiy. The guy looked sickly.

“The eyes of the LORD, ten thousand times brighter than the sun, observe every step a man takes and peer into hidden corners.”
– Sirach 23:19

When I was young and new to the walk of faith, a line like this one from Sirach would, in layman’s terms, “freak me out.” This Master Painter wanted to be too close to us, it seemed to me. His Light was too bright. I had a sense of Him breathing down my back, my imperfections simmering their in the white-hot light of His Studio of Sanctity. I wondered if He really could see everything. Was the canvas of my heart and mind that open to Him? Could He see all the little smudges and mistakes, the haste and the waste I put down, sometimes merely out of obligation, just to get the grade? Sheesh… talk about pressure.

Today’s Gospel from Mark 4 has Jesus speaking of this light, this blazing, penetrating beam of brightness that just will not leave us alone… “For there is nothing hidden except to be made visible; nothing is secret except to come to light. Anyone who has ears to hear ought to hear.”

Now I’m older. I look back and I see more clearly. I think there are two kinds of light. One is man-made, like the light of flash bulbs from paparazzi; those annoying money-hungry celebrity photographers who are forever hovering over Hollywood and endlessly snapping shots of the famous and the vulnerable. And the other light is the light of God. It is claritas, lux mundi, the Morning Star and the Sun of Righteousness. The man-made light is merely a flash. It intrudes, grasps, glares, and exposes weakness for the sake of gossip, mockery, or transference. Or it beams on the beautiful for their moment in the sun, splashing a false light, a dream decoy to us in an effort to sell something.

God doesn’t do that with His Light. His Light is simply reality. It is Truth…. and “in His Light we see Light.” We see ourselves, the world, other people in the correct sense, and in the clarity of that Light, we let the Master’s Hand enter in, touch the clay, shape the heart, move the brush and color the mind with the image of His Son.

True Knights – Tuesday’s Radio Show

August 9, 2007

This week’s guest on the Heart of Things radio show was Ken Henderson, founder and president of TrueKnights.org, a ministry “dedicated to leading all men to fight against the increased “pornization” of our culture and take the lead in being True Knights by being sacrificial, spiritual and protective leaders for their families.”

Here’s a list of resources and links we mentioned in the show:

Ken’s website and blog:

True Knights
True Knights Blog

E5 Ministry for Men
Theology of the Body
That Dangerous Book for Boys by Conn Iggulden

Other Resources:

The King’s MenCatholic Men’s Quarterly
Real Catholic Men
Catholic Men’s Ministry of Oklahoma

More Links…. Thanks to the King’s Men Website


www.lionheartapparel.com

www.catholictherapists.com
www.theologyofthebody.net
www.generationlife.org
www.malvernretreat.com
www.xxxchurch.com
www.christlife.org
www.catholicmensresources.org
www.ascensionpress.com
www.christopherwest.com

Ladies out there, we love you and hope that you’ll forgive the times we’ve failed to be men of honor, purity, strength, and grace. If you can think of a man in your life who needs some inspiration and solid connections to other men of faith, then please pass this on!

God All in My Face

May 8, 2007

We have Mass every morning at Malvern Prep. Last week, because of a spring concert and the need to set things up in chapel, Fr. Steve had to make a makeshift altar and bring it down in front of the first row of pews. Now I usually sit in the front row for Mass to get up and read, so when the altar came down, my entire field of vision was filled up with the sacred stuff of the Lord’s Supper; the linen cloth, chalice, candles, the paten with the host on it, the hands of Fr. Steve moving over the wine and the water and the bread at the moment of consecration. I could almost reach out and touch the altar if I tried. God was all in my face.

This was a little overwhelming; I was drawn in, captured. There was no escape and no chance for distraction. When God is all in your face, you have to look at Him. And when I looked I didn’t see a big scary Overlord coming to dominate me or show commandments down my throat. I saw a God Who became little, to liberate me and give me the dominion over my weakness that I desperately need. He’s so tiny that He can fit inside me and fix me from the inside out.

This experience got me thinking about the way God works. God loves stuff. He loves the material world, His first gift and testament to us. And even though we’ve scribbled all over it and torn out some of the pages, He still sends us love letters through this book. He comes to us through the things He’s made; bread and oil and water and wine. He’s redeemed us with their help, especially in the physical sign and reality of Jesus’ very flesh and blood!

So it strikes me that God doesn’t want to remain forever distant from us, “out there” past Orion or lodged merely as a thought in the cerebral cortex of men and women. He wants to get into our blood, get under our skin, and He firgured out how to do it in the Eucharist that I was only 5 feet away from last week. Isn’t this nuts? Isn’t He crazy about us? That’s the only explanation for me that works. He’s not the dominating Judge with a beard beaming white and flowing robes pointing a gabel at me. He’s a God Who’s become so small just for the love of me.

I want to encourage everyone reading this to try letting Him in even more. Open up. Come closer to the altar, that place of fire and healing. I’ve discovered there’s no other way to be cured of my arrogance, pride, fear, doubt, guilt than to let Him in. He’s the cure, the antidote for all the poisons we’ve taken into our bodies and souls, knowingly or unknowingly. And He’s not going to yell at us for being so foolish. All He wants to do is set things right again.

Taking Heat for the Gospel

May 3, 2007

Have you ever had an Awkward Catholic Moment (henceforth referred to as an ACM)?

– Maybe you’re about to make the sign of the cross in a restaurant or a diner before a meal and there’s that brief second of indecision; “Am I being showy or saintly?” (ACM)

– A friend\co-worker says “You’re Catholic, right?” (you swallow hard) “So what’s the big hang-up with birth control? Are you guys trying to take over the world?!” (quick answer is yes, we are. See Genesis 1:28 and Matthew 28:19)

– Maybe someone at work or school drops a bomb on the table and says “they” should just let priests get married and that would solve the “problem,” and in the seconds ticking between talk, you wonder if you should speak a clarifying word from Matthew 19:12 or the Catechism? (ACM)

– or maybe you’re actually a little unsure about the meaning of the whole celibacy thing yourself and don’t know what to say. (ACM Deluxe Edition)

– You’re walking down the aisle of a massive movie theater to grab a seat and you genuflect before you enter your row (ACM Platinum Edition… and yes, I did that once.)

Everyone has a little ribbon on their car bumper or lapel these days: Support Our Troops, Breast Cancer Awareness, Save Darfur. Imagine wearing a little I Love the Priesthood ribbon? Support Our Bishops? In light of the last few years, that ain’t easy. In light of some workplace/lunchtime/water cooler gatherings, it’s downright embarrassing.

But when was it ever easy to believe in an incarnational Church, a Church that professes that God Himself established and is literally working through this sinful mess of people, promising a grace and mercy that can save us, even though it may sometimes seem to be flowing over dirty hands and through clogged pipes? With the episcopal shipwreck of the last few years, and the laxity in the laity, many of us still feeling “holy stuff” is what Father does, not me, I’m just a pew potato, it can be awkward to be Catholic today. As awkward as it was for a certain crusty fisherman standing outside of a praetorium, warming himself by a charcoal fire, painfully self-conscious as his Master takes a beating behind those walls.

“Aren’t you one of his disciples?”
“I’ve seen you with the Nazarene, aren’t you one of them?”

I guess the question in our ACMs these days is the same as it was for Peter.

So what will your answer be? Do you know the Man? Will you claim allegiance to Him, even as He comes to us in the distressing disguise of a sinful Church? Will you have the eyes to see through the humanity and into the divinity, to the spotless Bride of Christ that is forever wedded to the Lamb of God? For that is Her deepest identity and our ultimate end. We will all be one. And He will wipe away every tear, and He will defend us who have been fearless in our defense of Him. And if we have fallen, He will come and seek us out, saying “Do you love me?”

And then, we can enter the unending bliss of that Wedding Feast with a simple… “I do.”
And that love will cover a multitude of sins….

Who’s the Man?

April 8, 2007

A few years ago, a movie called “Walking Tall” opened, starring the Hollywood muscle man known affectionately as “The Rock.” This remake of the 1973 bruiser was about a man roughed up by some thugs in his hometown, which by the way was a ‘cesspool of corruption.’ He decided to take the law into his own hands, literally and figuratively: it was a huge piece of wood to be exact.

I saw a billboard for this movie while waiting for a train. There he was, “The Rock” looking righteous and rough, with the wooden beam resting ominously on his shoulder. Now is this the man? Muscle-bound, merciless with his enemies, trading an eye for an eye, and a punch for a kick? Is this what we’re encouraged to become when times get tough, when the other team scores, when someone steals your parking space?

Coincidentally, the day I saw the poster of The Rock and his trusty wooden weapon, previews for “The Passion of the Christ” were out; it was set to release at the same time as “Walking Tall.” Here I saw a vision of another Man, looking ridiculed and beaten, with a wooden beam resting ominously on his shoulder. He had entered into a town that could also be called a ‘cesspool of corruption.’ He too decided to take the law into his own hands, literally and figuratively. The law said death was the penalty for sin, but instead of dishing it out, he took death onto Himself. With the weapon of the Cross, he faced down the Devil and beat death at its own game.

This Man, who had every right to deal out justice to the nations (since He was and is the Just One), instead took the hits for us, laying down His life. What a paradox, what a total reversal of what we’d expect.

Which way is the more manly way? Which path is the more difficult one? Which man was more effective in his mission against injustice?

Isn’t it ironic that the day the world was asked to choose their answer, these two visions of man were both physically present? On Pilate’s left in that stone courtyard was Barabbas, a revolutionary, a fighter who had killed for his cause, and on Pilate’s right was Jesus, a revolutionary who would be killed for His cause. “Bar abbas” is Hebrew for “the son of the father.”

And which son did they choose?
And which Son will you choose?

Pontius Pilate himself tried to show us the answer, as he pointed to the wounded and broken one to his right; “Behold the Man!”

Leaving Egypt Forever

April 2, 2007

Let’s have a show of hands…

Who likes reading/ discussing/ hearing about the war in Iraq every day? Suicide bombers? Sitting back with the paper and discovering that people are still being victimized and horribly victimizing others? Who would enjoy hearing another tale about the wealthy and powerful who are still trying to get wealthier and more powerful-er… at the expense of the poor?

Anyone care for more violence on television before 8pm? Who believes we need another show that glorifies lust in the place of love, promiscuity over devotion, and marital infidelity as opposed to a lasting faithfulness?

No? You’re done with this scene? You’ve had enough? Me too….

If it feels like 400 years of slavery to you, slopping through the mud of the media with this fallen nature of ours and you’d like to break away from sin to a Promised Land and hear some good news for a change, then take courage and lift up your heads. Change is a’comin’. But it will take work, and these 40 days of Lent were just the beginning…

The Early Church Fathers (these guys were the Catholic All-Stars) always saw Egypt as a type or shadow of our slavery to sin… Moses was a type of Jesus, and as Moses led the People out of Egypt, so Jesus leads us out of our addiction to self and selfishness. Finally, we can enter into the holiness (a.k.a. wholeness) of God and our true destiny! Real freedom, hope, joy, justice! Woohoo! When we’ve made this solid turn towards Him – metanoia, a.k.a. conversion – and followed, then we can experience that sweet honeymoon the saints talked about. But we have to make the turn. We have to step out in faith. We’ve got to leave the slavery of Egypt.

If we’re committed to this work of getting out of Egypt, then we’ll need to buck up and make it past the honeymoon to where the real journey begins. We have to walk through the desert for an undetermined period of time with no clear knowledge of where we’ll rest or what we’ll eat. Now won’t that be fun?

Ah, but this desert of Lent has been the key. This is our detox time, where the poison is worked out of our systems, and we sweat out sin in our own personal Gethsemanes. This is the gymnasium of the soul and of the body. Then just when we think we’ve hit the Wall and can go no further, we’ll look back and see Egypt coming after us (and guess who Pharaoh is a type of, by the way?). It’s at this point that we’ll hear Jesus say the craziest thing in the world, the last thing we think anyone should say when the chariots and charioteers are barrelling down at us and there seems to be no escape route for us on the road to holiness.

“Stand still.”

Stand still? No way… We feel the pursuit of sin. The ground is trembling. I can’t do this. It’s the residual effect of our selfishness… called concupiscence. This is the whisper of the preciousss… and the Gollum in all of us doesn’t want to let go.

“In great fright they cried out to the LORD. And they complained to Moses, “Were there no burial places in Egypt that you had to bring us out here to die in the desert? Why did you do this to us? Why did you bring us out of Egypt? Did we not tell you this in Egypt, when we said, ‘Leave us alone. Let us serve the Egyptians’? Far better for us to be the slaves of the Egyptians than to die in the desert.””

Did you ever look back and think “Man, those Israelites were whiners!” But WE are their spiritual children! When the water gets choppy, and the winds blow, don’t we often take our eyes off of the prize, like St. Peter in his walk on the water? We can chicken out too! But it’s in this moment especially, when all the world seems to be falling apart, that we must look to Jesus.

“But Moses answered the people, “Fear not! Stand your ground, and you will see the victory the LORD will win for you today. These Egyptians whom you see today you will never see again. The LORD himself will fight for you; you have only to keep still.”

Keep still…. This was the dying wish of Pope John Paul II for the Church. This was his last piece of spiritual advice to the world before he went home to the Father’s House. He said Ours is a time of continual movement which often leads to restlessness, with the risk of “doing for the sake of doing”. We must resist this temptation by trying “to be” before trying “to do”. (Novo)

Hmmm…. And his secret for our wholeness in the days to come? What to do when we finally get the courage to be still?

“To contemplate the face of Christ, and to contemplate it with Mary, is the “program” which I have set before the Church at the dawn of the third millennium, summoning her to put out into the deep on the sea of history with the enthusiasm of the new evangelization. (Ecclesia de Eucharistia)

Look at Him. Even as Pontius Pilate cries out this Good Friday “Ecce homo!” Then, especially then, in stillness let us “Behold the Man.” Our leader and the perfecter of our faith. He can take us from death to life, through the waters of a Red Sea that pours from His sacred wounds. All for love, all for us… to free us from the captivity that has held us captive for so long! What will happen if we can do this? If we can look away from ourselves, our worries, our fears, and just look up, look and see and drink in the vision of Jesus?

“Ecce homo! Behold the Man!”

Cutting Out the Sarcasm

March 25, 2007

Craig Ferguson, the late night funny man, takes a strong turn away from attacking the vulnerable. A beautiful confession about human weakness, his struggle with alcoholism, and getting sober…. (laced, of course, with laughs…. some crude, some hilarious, be warned).

It’s All About the Body

June 28, 2006

Caro cardo salutis – these three words contain the whole of the gospel, the whole of salvation history and the entire plan of God! They are from Tertullian, written in the year 208, and they translate as saying the flesh is the hinge of salvation.

Hold up… wass’at? The flesh? The body? This weak, fragile, and faltering thing that needs so much care and attention. THIS is the hinge of salvation? We’re accustomed to hearing that the soul is what’s saved, and that the very act of saving is a spiritual thing. What’s the body got to do with it?

A body you have prepared for me,” says Psalm 40, and echoed in the New Testament letter to the Hebrews. In the fullness of time the Infinite, All Knowing, All Powerful Word descended into time and space and took on our flesh. And so the body became a theology – a Word of God. The Word of God!

But why? Why should the flesh be the hinge of salvation? Why couldn’t God just say all’s well. “I forgive you, come on home.” Because we are our bodies! And we need saving. Our bodies are not like bags holding us, or decorations dressing the soul, like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Our bodies are not like pieces of luggage that allow us to carry our souls around, and once we reach Heaven we can empty out the suitcase. We are our bodies! We are embodied spirits, or ensouled flesh… a harmony, a unity of the material and the spiritual, unique in all creation! And when our First Father and Mother sinned in the Garden of Eden, the shockwaves of that act of disobedience rippled throughout the material world as well as the spiritual. We needed the Word to become Flesh, the Obedient One to come into our time and space – to walk and breathe and sweat and suffer for us who are so often disobedient. In His Body, He takes the bullet for us, dies, sleeps, wakes and rises again! We are saved in and through His Body. A real Body! So the flesh is truly the hinge of salvation, on which the door to Life swings open wide that was once shut tight. Ave verum corpus natum de Maria Virgine!

Hail, true Body, truly born
of the Virgin Mary mild.
Truly offered, wracked and torn,
on the Cross for all defiled,
from Whose love-pierced, sacred side
flowed Thy true Blood’s saving tide:
be a foretaste sweet to me
in my death’s great agony.