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“Do you like scary movies?” This was the question of the masked murderer just before he killed Drew Barrymore’s character in the movie Scream. It’s a classic Halloween movie: a touch of mystery, only a bit of blood, and a lot of scary moments.

For some, the idea of watching scary movies doesn’t make sense. “Why would you watch things that make you afraid? Why waste time on such demented things?” For some, it is a bizarre fascination.

For others, scary movies are the only movies worth watching. The thrill of being scared, of feeling terror, brings a feeling like no other. They seek out the things that go bump in the night, get excited for this time of year.

This week on Everyday Liminality, Br. Tito and I discuss the topic of fear in movies and why it is such a popular medium.

Back in June of 2017, I signed a contract for my first book, Called: What Happens After Saying Yes to God (although it didn’t have a title at that point.) In a conversation with my editor, discussing the plan for the book and how we might market it, she said something that stuck with me: “I’m not trying to put the cart before the horse, but there will come a day when we come back to you and ask you about your second book, so be thinking about that while you’re writing. What do you want to put in this one, and what do you want to save for another topic?”

second book? I haven’t even written this one!

But a seed was planted. Even two years ago I began thinking what I might do in the future. After Called was published and the book tour over, I began to think a bit more intently on it. Not trying to rush anything, not wanting to force it, I felt no need to publish so quickly… but I was thinking. What would I write?

At the start of the year, I had an idea. I let it sit for a little while without telling anyone. If it’s a good idea, it’ll stand the test of time, right? So I sat on it for two months. When the idea didn’t go away, I began to explore it a bit more. I made a video based on the topic in March to see how others would react to it. I loved it. Putting the concept to words, saying it out loud… it clicked.

I spend a few more weeks sketching an outline. It was great to have this general idea, but I needed to see categories, chapters. How would this idea flesh itself out into an entire book. For a few weeks I jotted down notes. Any time an idea would come to me I wrote it down and put it in a category. By April, I knew I had something worth pitching. I sent it to Franciscan Media, and they accepted it.

And since then, I’ve been writing, planning, and waiting to tell you about it. Last month the marketing team met and we decided on a title (Let Go: Seven Stumbling Blocks to Christian Discipleship) and came up with a cover concept:

I loved it. And I can’t wait for your to read it. It’s set to hit stores January 30, just in time for Lent, I might add. The book is broken into seven chapters, meaning that you could start reading it the Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, or Saturday before the first Sunday of Lent, read one chapter a week, and be done by Easter. Talk about a great way to prepare for the feast!

More information is sure to come, but for now, you can watch the video I made last week, and if you feel so inclined, preorder the book on Franciscan Media or Amazon.

The following is my homily for the 30th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year C. The readings can be found here.

One of my favorite things about college was staying up late for philosophical conversations. You know, after a few… “grape juices”… talking about life, faith, it was great. It was a time that I encountered people of other faiths, and it was the first time that I heard someone claim that they were “spiritual but not religious.” For them, religion was oppressive, all about man-made rules. They didn’t need to go to Church, to follow rules, to be a part of any institution. They just needed Jesus, a spiritual life.

As Catholics, we of course know how false this is. At its best, religion is a guide. It provides a community, helps us stay on the narrow path, reminds us that we do not need to go at it alone because we “bind” ourselves together. We hear this “spiritual but not religious” stuff all of the time, and it just makes no sense to us.

In reality, it’s much more likely that we struggle with the opposite problem; for those of us who come to Church on a regular basis, engage in the rituals and follow the rules, there is a temptation, sometimes of being religious, but not spiritual.

Take a look at the Pharisee today. He is about as religious as you get—says his prayers, fasts, gives alms—he follows every law to a t. As a Pharisee, he is quite literally the symbol of religion, the keeper of it, the instructor of the law. To the people of his day, he would have been seen as a very upright individual, a model citizen—he’s always in the Temple, always following the law, always doing what God wants.

And yet, Jesus is not impressed, is he? How shocking it would have been to hear that a tax collector—a traitor to the nation of Israel, someone who stole money from his own people to give to the evil Romans, who stole from his own people to become rich himself—yes, this man, this awful man who knows nothing of religion, leaves the Temple justified and the Pharisee doesn’t.

When we look to what the Pharisee says, it’s no wonder why. The Pharisee follows every rule, fulfills every requirement, yes, but appears to know nothing about God. His prayer, Jesus says, was one that he “spoke to himself.” He says God, but he’s not talking to the living a true God in heaven. He’s talking to himself.  He spends half his time bragging about himself and the other half bad-mouthing someone else, which, when you consider the fact that God identifies with the lowly, that God hears the cry of the poor, probably wasn’t a good call. It’s sort of like gossiping about someone to their best friend. Not going to get a lot of sympathy with God on this one! Maybe most striking of all is what he doesn’t say: All throughout, he never praises God, never apologizes, never even asks for anything. His prayer is not a means of relationship with someone else, but rather a way of convincing himself of his own self-righteousness. He shows in his prayer that he doesn’t need God. He’s good enough on his own.

Yes, the Pharisee is immensely religious… but seems to miss the whole point of religion. What is meant as something to make us more humble, to guide our life so that we can become more like God, to depend on God… serves to only make him more like himself. He uses religion not as a means of growth, not as a means of transformation… but as a means of justifying who he is and what he wants to do.

This… is religion gone bad. This is religion stripped of the very thing that brings it truth: a relationship with God. Whereas many in our day find themselves to be spiritual but not religious, the Pharisee was religious but not spiritual. He engaged in empty practices with no sense that they actually did anything.

Being religious but not spiritual is not something that anyone would ever claim for themselves, not a catchy title that anyone would actually use, but it is problem—especially as Catholics—that we should all be careful of. We are a people with a lot of rituals—stand here, sit here, say these words, make these gestures, don’t eat certain foods on certain days, follow these rules that the rest of the world finds weird. It’s very easy to get caught up in the externals, very easy to get all of the rules while forgetting the reason for the rules, forgetting that they are ultimately leading us somewhere. All these things we do—prayers, songs, rules—they are not ends in themselves. It can be very easy for us sometimes to go through the motions, [bored “amen” and sign of the cross], do the little rituals, and be no different than we were before. Just showing up, just saying some words and following rules is not enough.These things lead us to something else. Religious is the guide, the lines on the street. It is helpful for getting us somewhere but insufficient in itself.

Even this Eucharist—yes, even this sacrament of salvation—it is the true body, blood, soul, and divinity of Christ… but it is not the fullness of Christ. Really, how could it be? You cannot have a conversation with the Eucharist. The Eucharist is but a taste of what we hope to receive in heaven. In heaven there will be no eucharist, no remembrance of Jesus, for we will have a relationship with the real person.
Even this Eucharist, this amazing part of our religion, is not a complete end in itself. It is a vehicle, a guide, a path forward. It leads us to a greater relationship with Christ, a greater relationship with each other and the world.

This week, the Catholic Center was blessed to have a Franciscan named Fr. Jim come visit to talk about the liturgy. He spoke at Ignite and at Arch and shared but a simple message: our ritual actually does something. More than just some empty ritual, it transforms us. In coming to mass and participating fully in it, not just going through the motions but giving our entire lives to what we celebrate,
our fear is taken away—fear of failure, fear of the world, fear of loneliness, fear of death—they are no more when we receive Christ. When we humble ourselves before God, God can transform us. For what? To care more: for each other, for the world, for what God wants. Unlike the religion of the Pharisee, we come here not to justify ourselves, but to realize how reliant we are on God.

Some in our world want to say that they are spiritual but not religious, and we know this to be foolish—religion is the road that gets us where we’re going, that keeps us where we need to be, that binds us together for support. Others live as highly religious people but know nothing of spirituality, going through empty rituals but knowing nothing of God. We know that this is equally as absurd—our spiritual lives in Christ, being transformed into a new person is the reason for religion in the first place. For us, we know that they are two sides of the same coin. It is religion that brings you here today, but it is your contrite heart, your desire for Christ that will send your out a transformed person. And isn’t that religion at its best? We are brought in one person, and sent out another.

I have to say: the issue of the death penalty baffles me in the Catholic Church. How we pride ourselves on being a people of life! How we claim that all life is sacred and should be protected! And yet… how vehemently I see Catholics react to the pope when he suggests that there is never an acceptable situation for the death penalty.

While the vast majority of Catholics recognize the evils of abortion, only about half are against the death penalty. While the “right to life” is a slogan found at almost every church, many of its people demand “justice” for victims in the form of executions. Reading the comments of this week’s video, hearing people talk about our pope, I’m honestly at a loss. How does this fit?

We can look to the Old Testament and find proof texts for the death penalty. All throughout the Law we can find that the penalty for certain sins is death. And people will stick to them. But why? Why them? Why, in the light of the Gospel and the recognition that we have been ratified to a new covenant, would we choose to hold onto that law when we are very comfortable letting go of others (animal sacrifices, eating pork, wearing clothing made of two fibers, etc.) Jesus makes it very clear that we are to love our enemies, that we are to forgive and have mercy because our God forgives and has mercy on us.

And yet, “justice” needs to be rendered in many people’s hearts. Horrible crimes deserve execution, in their minds.

I’m sorry, but I have to side with Pope John Paul II on this one. I have to stand with Pope Francis here. Really, I stand with the entire history of our Catholic tradition that says that the capital punishment is an evil to be tolerated at best, a thing that can never be a good. Now that situations exist when it is not necessary for the safety of society, now that we have a more defined understanding of the dignity of the human person and the damage that such penalties inflict on all of society, there is simply no need for it.

I hope that you will join me in standing agains the death penalty in all situations. It is the teaching of the Catholic Church, and really, the teaching of Jesus Christ.

The following is my homily for the 29th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year C. The readings can be found here.

I know that there are many people in the world that do not believe in miracles, but I had one happen to me last week. It involved ice cream.

Okay, so maybe not the “serious” of miracles, but a miracle nonetheless!

As some of you may know, I have a pretty big sweet tooth. I absolutely love chocolate, cookies, cakes, everything. I love them so much that I know I cannot have them around otherwise I would eat them constantly, and sooner or later look like a Franciscan cookie jar. Generally, there are no sweets in the house. But the other night, I had a major craving for something sweet, so I went to the pantry. Nothing. I checked the fridge. Nothing. Opened the freezer. Nothing. So you know what I did? I went back to the cabinet with lower expectations. (Naturally).

I looked in the pantry again, in the refrigerator, in the freezer. I moved thing around, looked in the very back. Still nothing. About to give up, I checked one last time. Opened the pantry. Nothing. Opened the refrigerator. Nothing. I open the freezer, and I kid you not, I could not make this up, but a pint of chocolate ice cream comes rolling out. Seriously! But that’s not all. It’s not just any ice cream, but low-fat protein ice cream!

Did it taste good? No, of course not! But that’s not the point. The point is that persistence pays off; the point is that God answered my prayers; point is that I didn’t have a great story about a widow for this week… but I think it works, right? How easy it would have been for me to give up, but then I wouldn’t have had ice cream. Jesus tells us to be persistent, to not grow weary. And yet, how sad it is that sometimes we show much greater persistence when it comes to insignificant things—finding sweets—than we do for things that actually matter.

Jesus tells us in our Gospel to be persistent in our pursuit of justice, to never give up even when life seems stacked against us. There’s a reason that he chose a widow and a judge in today’s parable. You see, in his time, a widow was someone who had no standing in the world, completely at the mercy of society. She was a nobody with no rights. On the other hand, a judge was a supreme ruler, in some ways. Had the power to hold people’s lives in his hand and do what he wanted. If the judge, as it says, “neither feared God nor respected any human being,” the widow would have no chance of getting what was due to her. Justice was an illusion. You would completely understand if she gave up. What’s the use in trying? It would take a miracle, an act from God, to get the justice she deserved.

And yet, she didn’t give up. She persisted. She kept pestering him, threatening to hit him it seems. She kept going back to the fridge, even though there might have been no hope, until justice was rendered. This is what disciples of Jesus must do—live with perseverance in the face of trial. Be relentless for the work of justice.

It makes me wonder about our own situation sometimes, how powerless we feel in the face of injustice. I look to the world and see many reasons for despair, many reasons to give up hope. I am just some little, insignificant person. What different can I make?  I see war, the rich abusing the poor, multinational corporations making billions while their workers are on government assistance, abortion, polluting the environment, racism, sex-abuse crisis. All around us are powers that care nothing of God or justice. Who am I to fix any of these things? I’m a nobody. I’m nothing. I’m at the mercy of the powers that be.

It would be very easy to give up, to resign the world to injustice, to accept what’s wrong as something that will always be wrong. Jesus reminds us that even a widow can turn an unjust just to justice; even we can make a difference. Why is that? Because our God is one of justice. “Our help is from the LORD who made heaven and earth.” Our God hears the cries of the poor, hears the cries of those oppressed, and answers them. No matter how lost the cause may seem, our Lord is with us. Do not give up.

And that’s very inspirational, right? We should put that on a poster with a bald eagle flying over a lake: “Don’t give up. God is on your side.” It’s inspirational for sure, and we all know this. In times of struggle it is definitely important to remember…

But sometimes… sometimes, even when we remember this and believe this with all our hearts, it’s still just too much to handle. Sometimes our bodies just fail, sometimes, we physically, emotionally, spiritually just can’t take on the weight ourselves. It’s for those times that we have our first reading about Moses faced Amalek. We hear in Exodus that the Israelites are severely overmatched. And of course they are! They are nothing more than freed slaves going up against a mighty nation. But God, of course, is on their side, and so as long as Moses keeps his hands raised they can win. As long as he keeps faith, justice is theirs. Moses knows that all he has to do is persist and they will win. Easy, right?

Except… his arms just can’t do it. He is not strong enough on his own to save his people. He tries his hardest, but just can’t do it. Luckily, he is not alone. Seeing his weakness, Aaron and Hur come to his side, literally holding him up so that he can continue.

This, my friends, is the Church. When the task seems too heavy to carry ourselves, the burden too much to handle alone, that is when we realize that we don’t have to go alone. As builders of the kingdom, we do not seek justice by ourselves. What we are a part of here is more than just a social club, more than just an interest group—we are a family of brothers and sisters in Christ. As we take this Eucharist together, we bind each other in a covenant of blood—not just with Christ, but with each other. When you receive the body and blood of Christ and say “Amen,” you are not simply saying, “Yes, I believe that that is the true body of Christ,” you are also saying Yes, I believe that we are the body Christ, and Yes, I will be the body of Christ. When one suffers, we all suffer. When one experiences injustice, we all experience injustice. And when one finds things too difficult, when one finds themselves as a widow going up against an impossible judge, feels like Moses going up against a raging army… that is when the rest of us step in to help.

We persist… together.

That’s what it means to be a follower of Christ… that’s what it means to be Church. This week, no matter what you’re going through, know that God is on your side. No matter if it’s an important test, an issue of life or death, or merely an issue of ice cream, do not give up. And if you ever feel like you can’t do it yourself, you ever feel like you can’t go on any longer, just take a look around. You’ve got a big family here to help you. Don’t be afraid to ask for help.