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A mystical message from a pop song of the 70’s
It was a year of sadness. But it was also a year when Mary spoke to me in a most unlikely way – through a pop song of the 1970’s. First the sadness. I felt stuck in my old job. I had been a general manager for a division of a large steel company for twenty years. During most of that time, I enjoyed the challenges of managing a cyclical business and found plenty of new ideas to pursue to make things better. Then I hit a point where I felt nothing – no drive, no initiative, and nothing to look forward to. The commute was almost painful as I settled…
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What makes God the best listener?
“That’s how God listens to us.” Fr. Robert Presuttie said this during the half-day retreat at Divine Mercy University. The curious statement caught my attention. The retreat was tucked away in a five-day spiritual direction residency devoted to practicing listening skills. Each day the students would practice role-playing different scenarios that a spiritual director might encounter. They weren’t doing spiritual direction but practicing the foundational skill that makes for a good spiritual director: Deep listening. As an adjunct faculty member, I facilitated the role-plays, offered suggestions, and evaluated the students’ use of these skills. These skills included silence, presence, affirmation, empathy, and images. The goal for the students was to deepen…
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I made a difference for that one
“I am numb after this week.” This was the ominous text I received from my wife last Friday evening. I was miles away at Divine Mercy University helping with their spiritual direction residency. I felt guilty and torn that I was hearing her anguish via text. Why the numbness? She works at the Department of Social Services in Hickory, NC. She answers the phone, gathers intake information, and redirects the call to someone with the right expertise. Because of the wreckage from Hurricane Helene, many of the offices to the West had no phone, internet, or power. Desperate people were calling any office they could to receive food assistance and other necessities. …
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The Lord Spoke to Job in a Storm
My heart reaches out to the people in Western North Carolina. The devastation is unlike anything I’ve seen. I feel a deep emotional connection to the places that Helene has destroyed. Even The Flowering Bridge of Lake Lure I wrote about in June (The Best Way to Cross to the Other Side) is gone. It was one of the most cherished trips I made this year.
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Living in the Now
One day, the honeybees appeared in great numbers on plumes rising above the pompous grass by my mailbox. They found a treasure trove of pollen from the late summer blooms and celebrated maybe their last hurrah before settling in for the winter. I was fortunate enough to capture a photo of one bee as it was readying itself to dive into the plumes and gather more pollen. From the heavy pollen sacks on its hind legs, the bee had already had a good day. The photo captures a moment, one laden with beauty and significance. The bee has a single-minded focus, aligning itself with a new plume. There is a…
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Don’t succumb to the eyes of envy
Homily for the 25th Sunday of Ordinary Time Envy is not a pretty word. It is a deadly word. Out of the seven deadly sins, envy is number two. Number one is our other ‘frenemy’, pride. Saint James says it is the source of all wars and conflicts. “Where do the wars and where do the conflicts among you come from? You covet but do not possess. You… envy but you cannot obtain. (James 4:1-2) He continues to say: “Where [there is] jealousy and selfish ambition exist, there is [also] disorder and every foul practice. With such scathing comments, what is envy, and what can we do about it? Envy…
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A lesson from the resurrection lily on the spiritual life
Dotting gardens and landscapes around Western North Carolina are resurrection lilies. They are so named because the leaves appear lush and green in February, resembling daffodils. Unlike daffodils and many other bulbs, the leaves of the resurrection lily die without blooming. It is not until September that a solitary shoot will emerge out of the barren ground and produce a spectacular bloom. Hence the name, ‘resurrection lily’. There are parallels between the life cycle of the resurrection lily and the cycle of consolations and desolations common in the spiritual life. The springtime comes. The leaves perk up filled with hope and promise after a long winter. But there is no…
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What is the two-point plan of Jesus?
Can you imagine someone running for political office saying the same things Jesus said in the gospel (Mk 8:27-35)? “Fellow Citizens. Let me introduce my two-point plan to benefit all: (1) Deny yourself. (2) Take up your cross. Follow me!” He or she is not going to get many votes. Yet that is the two-point plan Jesus said to his disciples. “"Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me.”
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Blessed are the Pure of Heart, a Funeral Homily for Michele McCreary
Michele Embodied the Beatitude There is one beatitude that speaks to the mood today. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” We come mourning the death of Michele. We come to lay claim to the promise of Jesus, “For they shall be comforted.” (see Mt 5:1-12) There is one beatitude that speaks about Michele. “Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God.” In all of the many ways Michele made a difference in the lives of others, there is little doubt that this stemmed from a pure heart. We come to lay claim to the promise of Jesus, for “she shall see the face…
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An ordinary dream demands a new interpretation
“What’s it like?” That’s a question Michele McCreary, a long-time acquaintance, asked me in a dream. She was talking to someone I used to work with before I retired. When our eyes met, she asked, “What’s it like?” I thought she was asking about my retirement, as many people had recently. I told her a few things I’m doing (including starting this non-profit, Font of Mercy). She walked away puzzled and disappointed. I was confused about her reaction. She was normally a joyful, encouraging presence. I write down the few dreams I remember in my journal to try to discover a deeper significance. When I did, I realized she wasn’t…
