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Sunday Homily Notes: 32nd Year B
Friday, November 6, 2015 6:05
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We see the widow putting in to the treasury her two pennies worth… a poor offering, yet a generous offering too, because though it was little in amount, it was generous, because it was all she had to live on.
I sometimes see this gospel and think about generosity and giving, and I champion the widow and her humility. Yet sometimes I observe an old lady in a newsagent buying lottery tickets and scratch cards with the little money that she has, hoping for a jackpot win, seeing the lottery as her only hope to escape poverty, to enable her perhaps to help others, to change her life.
I think too of the burdens tied upon the poor in the world, the needy, and the disadvantaged. The fact that poverty still exists despite wealth being created and attaching itself to the few, rather than the many, makes me angry. This gospel makes me think about the responsibility I have to care, to seek to alleviate in a small way the effects of poverty. It makes me sad that nothing seems to have changed in the hearts of men and woman down the centuries. It makes me think about the motives of my own heart that are not always generous, giving or trusting. This gospel challenges me to make a change in my own heart and go from there.
The widow puts her offering in because her greatest treasure is her love for God, and the promise of his blessing and a blessed, assured future. It is a simple act of faith. Simple faith is ridiculed today. Simple faith is about trusting that life is not all about me, that in my time on earth I can do good, even if all around me choose not to. Simple faith is about relying upon the goodness of God, of entrusting the past the present and future to his care. Simple faith is about knowing that God has created me for some purpose as the beautiful words of Cardinal John Henry Newman express so wonderfully.
God knows me and calls me by my name.…
God has created me to do Him some definite service;
He has committed some work to me
which He has not committed to another.
I have my mission—I never may know it in this life,
but I shall be told it in the next.
God has created me to do Him some definite service;
He has committed some work to me
which He has not committed to another.
I have my mission—I never may know it in this life,
but I shall be told it in the next.
Somehow I am necessary for His purposes…
I have a part in this great work;
I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection
between persons.
He has not created me for naught. I shall do good,
I shall do His work;
I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth
in my own place, while not intending it,
if I do but keep His commandments
and serve Him in my calling.
I have a part in this great work;
I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection
between persons.
He has not created me for naught. I shall do good,
I shall do His work;
I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth
in my own place, while not intending it,
if I do but keep His commandments
and serve Him in my calling.
Therefore I will trust Him.
Whatever, wherever I am,
I can never be thrown away.
If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him;
In perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him;
If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him.
My sickness, or perplexity, or sorrow may be
necessary causes of some great end,
which is quite beyond us.
He does nothing in vain; He may prolong my life,
He may shorten it;
He knows what He is about.
He may take away my friends,
He may throw me among strangers,
He may make me feel desolate,
make my spirits sink, hide the future from me—
still He knows what He is about.…
Let me be Thy blind instrument. I ask not to see—
I ask not to know—I ask simply to be used.
Whatever, wherever I am,
I can never be thrown away.
If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him;
In perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him;
If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him.
My sickness, or perplexity, or sorrow may be
necessary causes of some great end,
which is quite beyond us.
He does nothing in vain; He may prolong my life,
He may shorten it;
He knows what He is about.
He may take away my friends,
He may throw me among strangers,
He may make me feel desolate,
make my spirits sink, hide the future from me—
still He knows what He is about.…
Let me be Thy blind instrument. I ask not to see—
I ask not to know—I ask simply to be used.
Source: http://humblepiety.blogspot.com/2015/11/sunday-homily-notes-32nd-year-b.html
Cardinal Newman was in the Catholic Church … Humblepiety (who wrote this article) is not.
Humblepiety is a physical and formal member of the vatican-2 heretic cult that was founded on 8 December 1965 (the close date of the heretic “vatican-2 council”).
C A U T I O N: The Catholic Church has had *zero* … physical properties, priests, and bishops since 8 December 1965 … because of the Sources of Dogma on automatic excommunication for heresy.
Mountains of proof > http://www.Gods-Catholic-Dogma.com/section_12.html
Photographic proof > http://www.Gods-Catholic-Dogma.com/section_13.html
Abjuration of heresy to become Christian > http://www.Gods-Catholic-Dogma.com/section_19.1.html