A BIG Thanks to the Ahrenstein Family, who donated and manned the selling of Raffles for the Garden Wheelbarrow. The net donation of the raffle was $1,200 and it was won by a fellow parishioner - Laura Slatter. Great job everyone!
The bulletin cover strikes me as the display of Divine compassion in one still innocent to worry about who she was helping and why he had this cross. The innocence of her Spirit moved her to act; much like Veronica, the name means ‘a true/real icon (image) of God,’ without thought of self but only of the other in need. It’s a shame that as we get older, more jaded and necessarily more cautious, we too often remain as a bystander to situations like this; not entering into the humility of compassion and empathy to lend a hand; shoulder; voice; personal involvement.
As our nation marks 250 years since its founding, do we find ourselves reflecting on the gift at the heart of the American story: freedom, life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Freedom sought, fought for, defended, expanded, and so many times - imperfectly lived. Freedom that allows us to gather, to speak, to worship, to build communities of faith and hope. A freedom won because Europeans - free, indentured, enslaved; Africans - free, indentured, enslaved; indigenous native peoples - free and independent, willingly took up the cause and the fight for that Freedom, with many of them falling under the cross of bullets, cannon balls, raids.
Anniversaries invite honesty. They ask us not only to celebrate what we cherish, but to remember what we have learned from our historical journey; and what we still need to achieve in our society, so that the words: “We the People’ and ‘all men (and women and child and immigrant and the tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of another shore, the homeless, the tempest-tost) have the right to Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness … for America lifts her lamp beside the golden door! (Paraphrase of Emma Lazarus’ The New Colossus—on the Statue of Liberty, November 2, 1883)
Remember, just a few years back, when COVID swept across the world and, almost overnight, our freedom to gather, even for the Eucharist, was taken from us. Not by persecution or hostility, but by a crisis that touched every corner of society. Still, the ache was real. The silence in our churches was real. The longing for, even more so - the hunger for the altar, for the presence of Christ, for the simple freedom to kneel side by side in community, was real in a way we will never forget. In a country that treasures liberty, we suddenly discovered how fragile some freedoms can be.
How fragile some freedoms still are for those of color, orientation, religious beliefs, cultural origins, status. You know, when the restrictions of COVID were removed, religious bodies found that many never returned to church. The habit, the routine was broken; people managed without God (they believe falsely) and many did return because of a burning hunger for God, for the Eucharist, for the gift of community and singing and touching and enjoying one another’s company. COVID made us choose and claim our identity; the person, the people we want to be. It clarified for us the freedom of choice - like the little girl helping Jesus with the cross.
The freedom of choice is that which shapes every other freedom we hold dear. So, as we celebrate 250 years of American independence / freedom, perhaps the Spirit is inviting us to remember these truths:
• Freedom is a gift, but it is also a responsibility.
• Freedom is precious, but it is never guaranteed.
• Freedom is strongest when it leads us toward communion, not isolation.
• The greatest Freedom we have is not political - it is spiritual. It is the freedom in Christ. The freedom to love, to forgive, to serve, to hope, to welcome the stranger, give comfort to the oppressed, the freedom to share and be transformed.
For America lifts her lamp beside the golden door, and we like the little girl on the cover, must be there to help - when our nation, our church, our neighbor falls as I hope and pray, someone is there for me when I so fall.
And so, with gratitude, humility, and awe … May God continue to bless our nation, May we be aware of how blessed we are, May God strengthen our Church and may God keep us faithful to the freedom that truly sets us free.
A Blessed, Joyous, Safe and Reflective Fourth of July to all of us.
Pax et Bonum -
Fr. Jim

