These reflections are a result of more than 40 years of ministry as a Roman Catholic priest. Most of these years I spent in the Diocese of Charlotte which covers Western North Carolina. Now I am retired, and live in Medellín, Colombia where I continue to serve as a priest in the Archdiocese of Medellín.
Yet, O LORD, you are our father;
we are the clay and you the potter:
we are all the work of your hands.
As we begin this holy season of joyful preparation for the coming (the advent) of the Lord in glory, the great prophet of Advent, Isaiah, reminds us whose we are . . . "we are the clay and you are the potter: we are all the work of your hands." The link below is for the 2020 Advent Calendar from the US Catholic Conference. The calendar provides some wonderful ideas for each day of the season.
R. Marana tha! Come, Lord Jesus!
Come, let us bow down in worship;
let us kneel before the LORD who made us.
For he is our God,
and we are the people he shepherds, the flock he guides.
R. Marana tha! Come, Lord Jesus!
(Ps 95 & Rev 20:20)
Be vigilant at all times
and pray that you have the strength
and to stand before the Son of Man.
Come, Lord Jesus, come do not delay!
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth.
The former heaven and the former earth had passed away,
and the sea was no more.
I also saw the holy city, a new Jerusalem,
coming down out of heaven from God,
prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
(Rev 21: 1-2)
What a vision . . . a new heaven . . . a new earth . . . and a new us . . . something to long for!
And one of the lepers, realizing he had been healed,
returned, glorifying God in a loud voice;
and he fell at the feet of Jesus and thanked him.
He was a Samaritan.
Jesus said in reply,
“Ten were cleansed, were they not?
Where are the other nine?
Has none but this foreigner returned to give thanks to God?”
Then he said to him, “Stand up and go;
your faith has saved you.”
How important it is to give thanks! In the story of the 10 lepers, it is the foreigner who returns to give thanks for being cured. Ten were healed, only one was saved—the one who returns to give thanks. A special Thanksgiving Day has been part of our national story since the Spanish celebrated a special day of Thanksgiving on September 8, 1565, in current Saint Augustine, Florida. Later in what became Virginia and Massachusetts groups of immigrants also celebrated days of Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving Day has many traditions, but for many, Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade with all the balloons is a must! And even though this year with the restrictions of the pandemic the family celebration might be subdued, especially since so many have died, we can still give thanks and remember those who have died with joy. Happy Thanksgiving!
They were holding God’s harps,
and they sang the song of Moses, the servant of God,
and the song of the Lamb:
“Great and wonderful are your works, Lord God almighty. Just and true are your ways, O king of the nations. Who will not fear you, Lord, or glorify your name? For you alone are holy. All the nations will come and worship before you, for your righteous acts have been revealed.”
God’s harps! How amazing . . . the writer of the Book of Revelation must have had heard some really great church music. Enjoy the American Youth Harp Ensemble!
Then another angel came out of the temple in heaven
who also had a sharp sickle.
Then another angel came from the altar, who was in charge of the fire,
and cried out in a loud voice
to the one who had the sharp sickle,
“Use your sharp sickle and cut the clusters from the earth’s vines,
for its grapes are ripe.”
So the angel swung his sickle over the earth and cut the earth’s vintage.
He threw it into the great wine press of God’s fury.
The phrase “the grapes of wrath” comes from this passage from the Book of Revelation and gave rise to the most famous song of the Civil War in the United States, The Battle Hymn of the Republic. It also gives the name to the most famous of John Steinbeck’s novels, The Grapes of Wrath, which tells the story of the poor Oklahoma immigrants to California during the Dust Bowl of the Great Depression. Today is the feast if the First Martyrs of Korea.
I, John, looked and there was the Lamb standing on Mount Zion,
and with him a hundred and forty-four thousand
who had his name and his Father’s name written on their foreheads.
I heard a sound from heaven
like the sound of rushing water or a loud peal of thunder.
The sound I heard was like that of harpists playing their harps.
They were singing what seemed to be a new hymn before the throne,
before the four living creatures and the elders.
As the Scriptures of today mention the sound of harpists, I think of my friend, the late Donna Germano. Donna played hammered dulcimer and harp. When I was at Saint Joan of Arc Parish in Asheville, NC, Donna would play the evening Vigil Mass on Saturday. It was heavenly. Now our dear Donna gets to play for the angels before the throne! The video is of Donna playing the English tune, Greensleaves.