No angel appeared to me to call me to the priesthood, but it has been one of the most fulfilling adventures of my life. My dream is not to save the world. I am seeking only to live my life while serving God and His people in a way that will enable me say to Christ when I see Him one day: “I have fought the good fight; I have finished the race; I have kept the faith.” (2 Timothy 4:7).

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The 33d Sunday in Ordinary Time, November 24, 2013




Malachi 3:19-20a; 2 Thessalonians 3:7-12; Luke 21:5-19

          Jesus said after many were commenting about the temple, "All that you see here - the days will come when there will not be left a stone upon another stone that will not be thrown down."
          And this is exactly what happened to the temple and the city of Jerusalem about 40 years later. The city fell to the Romans armies in year 70 after a desperate siege in which people of Jerusalem were actually reduced to cannibalism. The historians give different numbers of people who died during this horrific event. The estimates of  number of people who died runs from several hundred thousand to over a million.  Titus, the future Caesar and the one who commended Roman legions,  reportedly refused to accept a wreath of victory, saying that the victory did not come through his own efforts but that he had merely served as an instrument of God's wrath.
          Luke, the writer of today's gospel, seemed to  believe that Jerusalem’s destruction was somehow connected with Jesus’ death.  In his eyes by not accepting Jesus’ message of nonviolence, the city’s inhabitants created their own fate.  Instead of changing the tension-filled environment that existed between them and Romans by giving themselves in love to their enemies as Jesus taught, they chose again and again the means of insurrections and violence.

          The Temple was the center of Judaism. Its heartbeat. The most cherished possession. But God allowed it to be dismantled. Why? Is it because in the eyes of God His most cherished possession was His people? But his own people lost sight of it and cherished much more other things?

          What is the most cherished possession of the church, of our own community?
          I would like to share with you the story of Deacon Lawrence who died about year 258.
          Lawrence was charged with the responsibility for the material goods of the church and the distribution of alms to the poor. When Lawrence knew he would be arrested like the pope, he sought out the poor, widows and orphans of Rome and gave them all the money he had on hand, selling even the sacred vessels to increase the sum. When the prefect of Rome heard of this, he imagined that the Christians must have considerable treasure.

          He sent for Lawrence and said,
          “You Christians say we are cruel to you, but that is not what I have in mind.
          I am told that your priests offer in gold, that the sacred blood is received                 in silver cups, that you have golden candlesticks at your evening services.
          Now, your doctrine says you must render to Caesar what is his.
          Bring these treasures—the emperor needs them to maintain his forces.
          God does not cause money to be counted:
          He brought none of it into the world with him—only words.
          Give me the money, therefore, and be rich in words.”

          Lawrence replied that the church was indeed rich.
                   “I will show you a valuable part. But give me time to set everything in order and make an inventory.”

          After three days he gathered a great number of blind, lame, maimed, leprous, orphaned and widowed persons and put them in rows. When the prefect arrived, Lawrence simply said, “These are the treasure of the church.”

          What answer would we give to the prefect of Rome? What are the most precious possessions of our community which we cherish?


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