Showing posts from December, 2020


  Hello, Friends: I am hardpressed to believe that mother [may she rest in peace] has been gone two years this very day. She passed away on December 27, 2018, one day before my 57th birthday. Some may view that as a bummer, a bad omen, or just bad luck. I view it as a blessing -- a supernatural blessing. Metaphorically, the Lord called His daughter home [save any detour in Purgatory] two days after he came into the world and one day to the day I was born, December 28, 1961. How is that not a blessing? And unlike my brother and father, both of who passed away in the dog days of summer; the hottest month of the year to be in fact [August], I would say that mother got the best end of the deal. She passed from this life into the next during the month of Christmas -- one of her favorite seasons of the year. Sadly, this day almost escaped me. I did not realize until after returning home from Mass that today was the anniversary of my mother's birth. Yes, you heard me correctly. I prefer t


  Hello, Friends: At the time of this writing, I am listening to a beautiful line-up of Christmas songs sung by the late and exceptionally talented Ms. Whitney Houston  (1963-2012). How does someone so talented, beautiful, and gifted die so young? As I listen to this particular CD this day after Christmas I cannot help but think about just how blessed I truly am. I don't mean blessed  as if I were saying "bless you"  to someone who had just sneezed without giving any real thought to the blessing I just expressed. I am talking about deep-down inside the heart of my soul gratitude  to the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit for a life lived that could not have been had the Lord not loved me since before time and memorial. While it is true that my life consisted of challenges that were great enough that I could have turned away from God and into a binge-drinking alcoholic, drug-addicted, inmate of a system that cared nothing about what I experienced in the course of that life journ


  Hello, Friends: "Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays. Season's Greetings. Happy Hanukkah. Happy Kwanza." I greet you in the peace of Christ on this glorious day. The King has been born! Except that OUR King will not be found in an opulent palace ladened with servants, attendants, fine linens, and hearty meals. No! Our King will be found in a stable where the animals bed down, wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a bed of straw inside a manger. What makes Our King the King of Kings and the Lord of Lord's is because this King, the Incarnate Word of God; the Second Person of the Holy Trinity who now shares a second nature; a human nature while still retaining His Divine Nature, has come among His creatures for no reason save for one -- love. A love that begins with the Father, the creator of all that has been, is, and always will be. When I express the words, "I love you" to another human being, what I am really saying is that I love God first and that my love


  Hello, Friends: Do you ever close your eyes, clear your mind, slow down your breathing, and, if but only a few minutes try and ponder God right where He is -- in your heart, mind, and soul? I do, but, I am ashamed to admit, not often enough. I read an interesting e-mail this morning that was sent to me by Fr. David P. Uribe, OMI, Oblate Chaplain Director, Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate. This wasn't an e-mail that Fr. Uribe sent to me directly. I am subscribed to the mailing list. Still, I found the message he shared this morning meaningful  as if it was written especially for me. In his message, Fr. Uribe asks the reader to ponder what Mary's first Christmas was like. "Mary finds herself in a stable after an exhausting journey with a child who is both her Savior and son. Here is God Himself human as His creatures are human, laying in manager wrapped in swaddling clothes. Naturally, she (Mary) is in the company of Joseph, foster father of Jesus." Fr. David P.


  Hello, Friends: The thought occurred to me recently that I am aging. I am okay with that. For the record, according to Google,  I am not officially  considered a senior citizen  until I reach the age of between 60 and 65 years old. That will occur one year and eight days (Dec. 28th) from today's date. With the aging process  comes a host of surprises  and not-so-surprises  that were not present five or ten years in the past. One of the not-so-surprised  events that have occurred which I expected is the fact that I cannot see anything without the aid of spectacles. Another is the fact that my metabolism is not even close to what it was when I was 25-years-old. This makes losing weight the equivalent of trying to move a mule that just won't move. Then there are the events that are part of the process that have surprised  me. For instance, I have nowhere near the energy that I had just a few years ago. I consider this event a surprise because I did not expect that part of the pr