Thursday, December 20, 2012

I am "They"! I am "Somebody"!

In the wake of the tragic events of that Friday in December I have come to the point where enough is enough. I do not care what others think of my stance because ultimately, tragically, horribly, enough has become enough. I ask you, whoever you are to send the following statement to your local and national representatives. If your choice is to do nothing please stop complaining, for doing nothing takes away your voice. If you choose not to write then call.

Dear……
It is time to stop the violence, for if not now when? I count myself as one of those who stand accused of having done nothing in the face of tragedy when I wondered; “When are They going to do something about the proliferation of guns and the violence they beget?”, or “When is Somebody going to stop this violence?”.
I have finally decided that I am They and Somebody, so I am obliged to stand up and speak up to demand of you that you propose to congress, the senate and the President an immediate ban on the sale and possession of assault weapons, armor piercing bullets and clips that hold more than nine rounds. They, Somebody and I will hold you accountable by my vote if you do not stand with us.
Signed:

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Heartbreak in Newtown


Heartbreak in Newtown


Where do we put this? How can we make any sense out of a catastrophe such as this or begin to mend our broken hearts?

I suppose police officials will investigate and psychologists will tell of the broken mind that committed this horrifying act. And yet broken hearts remain broken. The hardest part is that I can imagine the pain of the parents and grandparents…the uncles and aunts…the brothers and sisters…of the victims. That’s why I cry…I shed tears because I can imagine the pain that breaks hearts and spirits.

So what do we do, for there is no real answer that heals the pain?
How do I find joy again for I know my heart will remain broken?

With my broken heart and joyless spirit I turn to where I always turn. I take my joyless heart to God who wipes away our tears and pain. For He did not say we should not mourn…He said: “Do not mourn because you have no hope. (1 Thessalonians 4:13-14) . We have hope in Jesus and so we mourn because we hurt. Even Christ wept at the loss of a friend. (John 11 vs 35)

We call on God to heal us all, but please Lord teach us, help us to stop the madness, the craziness, the evil acts...and to rely on you when we are afraid and confused.

Let us pray together that somehow the children that were killed, the parents and grandparents that will bury them, the brothers and sisters that will never forget them...will be given the grace they need to find peace. And may God open wide His arms to all of us who are victims of this horrifying act.

And may we be bold enough to demand peace from one another.

Deacon Art

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Our Healing is buried in the Pain


                                             Read the book of JAMES:
Many of us have experienced tragic events in which the only response possible is tears followed by the anguished question "Why?" The slaughter of the Jews, the annihilation of Hiroshima, the massacres in Africa, the genocides in Eastern Europe, the plundering of Third World economies by first world economies which plunge subjugated people into starvation and poverty, -- why do such horrible things happen? God stands accused! If I were God, we think, I would never allow such suffering! On the face of things, we relegate ourselves to two alternatives in order to explain suffering -- either the universe is governed by a cruel, vengeful God who delights in torturing the innocent; or there is no God and we drift through time in total absurdity.
But there is another possible explanation. Our image of God, generated from our own limited human experience often prevents us from understanding things as they truly are. To make us human and distinct from other levels of creation, our creator gave us the ability to make choices. If we are to exercise this inherent ability of free choice, it follows that we unfortunately are able to abuse it. If God were to intervene in our decisions, wrong actions would not be impossible, thus our ability to make choices would be meaningless, and we would be no more than robots. The price of our freedom is pain, suffering and mistakes. This is the price that must be paid for the freedom of choice we have been given.
Our choices are highlighted in Matthew 25
It is we who first turn our world awry, and then we reap the harvest -- either ourselves or our children or our children's children. Throughout the ages, human beings have destroyed their harmony and at-one-ness with the world and introduced discordance everywhere. We humans, not God, have produced the instruments of torture and destruction and have devised ever more effective means of enslaving or terrorizing other human beings. It is our greed or stupidity or blindness that has caused the inequalities and the injustices in our societies. And God, who foresaw all the inhumanities that we would perpetrate on others and on our world, stepped into our ranks through the Word made flesh to show us the way to love and become reconciled.
Proverbs 3vs 5:6
When we are confronted with suffering in our own personal lives, even our most profoundly held beliefs easily break down . Our natural human impulse is to fly from trouble, and when we realize there is no escape, we are tempted to despair. When the suffering is our own, it shrouds our whole being, undermining the little courage we have. We become deaf to all but the din of our own misery. Every human being must travel this road at some time and experience this temptation to despair.
Read the last chapter of the book of Habakkuk:
The Temptation To Despair Has Different Faces

Some people drift from despair to self-pity ...
"Why should this happen to me? ... Haven't I always tried to lead a good life?" Self-pity may be a normal reaction, but the time for it passes. If we allow it to take hold, it can destroy us as surely as a cancerous growth. Self-pity erodes our courage and our humanity. It is destructive not only of ourselves but of those who love us and who would support us. If we see ourselves as the victims of a vicious fate, we become embittered and the love that is in us will be soured into envy and hate.
Some people refuse to face reality... 
The refusal to face reality is almost as destructive as self-pity. If I shut my eyes hard enough and long enough, I can convince myself that this dreadful thing has not really happened. It will go away. I may even deaden my response with tranquillizers. In refusing to face reality, I abdicate my responsibility and say "no" to the possibility of growth.
Some people bargain with God and demand a miracle ...
Another response is to pray frantically that God will get us out of this mess. We even feel a barely suppressed sense of outrage that, since God has got us into it in the first place, God will get us out. So we expect a miracle and when the miracle fails to happen, we feel that God has failed to take care of us: "God, you let us down. Get us away from this nasty reality. Hide us." It doesn't occur to us that we are just using God as another form of denial.
How can we sneer at these responses? Who knows how we will respond when the hour strikes? Surely God is our refuge, and it is our right to ask for the agony to pass. Even Jesus did that! Did Jesus not pray that his cup might pass? -- Yes, he did, but in redeeming humility, he added, "Abba, if it be possible ... not my will but yours" (Lk 22:42). Our tragedy is not that we suffer, but that we waste suffering. Self-pity, turned inward, warps us and drives out love. In refusing to face our situation as it is, we run from the truth -- and from ourselves. If we are in flight from ourselves, we have nothing whatever to give to others except our own barrenness. We can only gain from suffering if we use the opportunity to grow in compassion and understanding, to become more sensitive to the needs of others. "Help carry one another's burdens; in that way you will fulfill the law of Christ" (Gal 6:2). Through suffering, God is offering us a share in the life that God chose for God's Word who became human.

It is easy for us to forget that the core of our faith is a human being, dying in mess and muddle and pain, crying out in despair, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" (Mk 15:34). This represents our true human condition. Jesus was sharing with us the sense of having lost God. Yet his cry of despair did not diminish his love. If one can reach the point of crying, "My God, my God," without ceasing to love, one can find contentment in the midst of one's abandonment. Even though we may not be called to imitate Jesus' life in detail he does give us a way and the means to follow him in our own existential situation. At the center of all that God is offering us, the cross stands as a commentary --the place where the visible meets the invisible, the historical sign that Jesus fully shared our human situation.
Faith in Christ Jesus is not an immunizing drug against pain; it may not even seem to be comfort of any kind. But it is a key to unlock the meaning and the latent possibilities in what we must endure. Suffering can be ennobling and creative, but it may be nonsense if we do not see meaning or put meaning into it.
What do we mean by suffering? It is something, on a trivial or cosmic scale, which is highly unpleasant to us, which hurts, which upsets our plans, and which is against our will. That is the crux of the matter. As we confront each new situation of suffering, we engage in a struggle. We fear being overcome. We are no longer sure of ourselves. The bubble of our complacency is shattered. We become vulnerable and in our vulnerability we can find God. Although our happiness ultimately lies in God, we usually will not seek this unless we are compelled to face our radical insufficiency. C.S. Lewis wrote that pain is God's megaphone to arouse us from our deafness. It is only when we are afraid or bewildered, aware of our own helplessness that we turn to God. If we are to be re-made, re-born, turned around, we must recognize, accept and confront our broken pieces:
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break so that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician ... the cup the physician brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay, moistened by the Potter's own sacred tears. (Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet)

That there is some therapeutic value in suffering is obvious. When our own need is great, to whom do we turn? To the person for whom life has always been easy, or to the one who has been buffeted by more than one storm? Somehow we acknowledge that the former lacks a dimension and cannot help us. However, remember that suffering does not automatically provide that deeper dimension. Like pleasure, suffering is morally neutral. What gives or does not give it value is the way it is received. It is not good in and of itself. The mere fact of suffering does not make one a martyr. Suffering can sour and embitter. It can make people less human. It can even turn them into monsters. However, where it is accepted and used, it can bestow a maturity and a beauty of spirit that no other experience can provide. We have all seen shallow men and women grow better through adversity -- it is their one big chance to do so.

Each one of us has places in our hearts which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering in order that they may have existence. There is a wisdom that only sorrow can bring. It is the source of great poetry, music, art and the great discoveries of life. It is in sorrow that we can look into ourselves and find God.