Category: Scripture Reflection

CELEBRATE-IMITATE OUR 3-IN-1 GODDeuteronomy 4:32-34, 39-40; Romans 8:14-17; Matthew 28:16-20 Multi-tasking is a way of life today… with many multi-function devices to help us! Think about the 3-in-1 stylus-laser pointer-pen. AIO printers print-copy-scan-fax. Today’s smartphones do virtually everything! With all these multi-functioning devices, it shouldn’t be difficult to accept the notion that one God can exist as three persons! Our God is “multi-function” (though we ought not to reduce God to function)! It is proper to attribute the work of creation to the Father; the work of healing and redemption to the Son; and the work of guidance to the

SHAPED BY THE WIND OF GODActs 2:1-11; 1 Corinthians 12:3b-7, 12-13; John 20:19-23 A parish priest narrates a conversation he had with a funeral director about the effect the wind has on things! The director said that, over time, trees that stand out in the open become shaped in the direction the wind is blowing. Unless there are other trees around to block it, a tree will eventually be shaped by the force and direction of the wind. Then, the funeral director began to point out tree after tree that had been shaped in this way; the cemetery was filled

THE ASCENSIONPASSING THE BATONActs 1:1-11; Ephesians 1:17-23 or 4:1-13; Mark 16:15-20 The 4×100 relay is thrilling. The most exciting/important time is the baton exchange; many a race has been lost because of poor baton exchange. Since 1988, US quartets have been disqualified or haven’t finished the event nine times at the World Championships and the Olympics – even though they had the fastest runners – because of foul ups at baton exchanges. The Ascension is Jesus passing the baton to his disciples in the great human and Christian race. He has prepared them over three years and especially over the

TOTAL SELF-GIFTActs 10:25-26, 34-35, 44-48; 1 John 4:7-10; John 15:9-17 In his book “Love is a Costly Thing”, Dick Hillis describes a mother he encountered during a trip to Africa: “She was lying on the ground, holding a tiny baby in her arms. I put a cooked sweet potato into her hand; it was all I had. Her strength was almost gone, but her tired eyes acknowledged my gift. Taking a bite, she chewed it carefully. Then, placing her mouth over her baby’s mouth, she forced the soft warm food into the tiny throat. Although she was starving, she used