Saturday, April 17, 2010

My banner will be clear - April 17,2020

Easter is a 50-day season filled with stories of people living their faith. Here is a witness of a young preacher in Zimbabwe. Imagine if we had this kind of faith.

“I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit’s power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made; I’m a disciple of Jesus. I don’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.

“My past is redeemed; my present makes sense, my future is secure. I’m finished and done with low living, small plannings, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving and dwarfed goals.

“I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. I know life by faith, lean on Jesus’ presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer and I labor with power.

“My force is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way rough, my companions few, my guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander
in the maze of mediocrity.

“I won’t give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, and preached for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go until he comes, give ‘til I drop, preach ‘til all know and work ‘til he stops me. And when he comes for his own, he will have no problem recognizing me…my banner will be clear.”

Fr. Bob

Saturday, April 03, 2010

Easter is a verb! - April 3, 2010

One of Gerard Manley Hopkins, S.J.’s greatest poems is entitled, “The Wreck of the Deutschland”. The poem recalls a shipwreck in the North Sea in 1875. Among the victims were five Franciscans sisters on the way to the missions to teach. As the ship was sinking they sacrificed their lives by remaining below the deck. Hopkins was so inspired by the story that he wrote a poem about the experience. The last line reads, “Let Him Easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us.”

What strikes me is that Hopkins uses Easter not as a noun but a verb. Easter is something we do, think and feel. So let Jesus Easter in all of us as we live stewardship. Let Jesus Easter in our candidates – Mora, Kristel, Andrew, Michael and Alexia. Let Him Easter in our young missionaries preparing for their trip to Jamaica. Let Him Easter in our church as we seek to repent from the sexual abuse crisis. Let Him Easter in our world as we turn away from violence to commit ourselves to peace. I cannot believe that this is my fifth Easter here at St. Luke’s. Thanks to all of you for your enduring faith in the Resurrection. I am confident in the God who calls us all to new life in His Son.

Fr. Bob Hawkins