Homily for July
31, 2005 Liturgical Year
A-Cycle I 18th Sunday in
Ordinary Time by Fr. John Carney Topic:
Give
What You Have
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Gospel
Mt 14:13-21 When
Jesus heard
of it, he withdrew in a boat to a deserted place by himself. The crowds
heard of this and followed him on foot from their towns. When he
disembarked and saw the vast crowd, his heart was moved with pity for
them, and he cured their sick. When it was evening, the disciples
approached him and said, "This is a deserted place and it is already
late; dismiss the crowds so that they can go to the villages and buy
food for themselves." (Jesus) said to them, "There is no need for them
to go away; give them some food yourselves." But they said to him,
"Five loaves and two fish are all we have here. Then he said, "Bring
them here to me," and he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass.
Taking the five loaves and the two fish, and looking up to heaven, he
said the blessing, broke the loaves, and gave them to the
disciples, who in turn gave them to the crowds. They all ate and were
satisfied, and they picked up the fragments left over--twelve wicker
baskets full. Those who ate were about five thousand men, not counting
women and children.
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I
ran into
a kid outside of church this morning and he said,
“Mommy, pay the man and let’s go home!” Isn’t
it a beautiful morning? Every time I
step outside the door, I say, “My, are we blessed!” This is truly
the Land of Enchantment. I was in New York City
last week. That’s not the land of enchantment!
It’s so hot and so busy, and I was so glad to get back I was happy I
went. Think about that.
Have
you ever
got to the point where you said to yourself,
perhaps just in passing, I’m not going to watch the news anymore?
There are so many problems in the world. There always has
been. But there are so many problems in the world,
where do you start? Every night we see
images of war, violence, and terrorism. We are just waiting for the
next
terrorism incident to happen. It’s no
longer “if” but “when.”
I
was
reading statistics on world health the other day. There are some
nations in Africa where more than 20% of
the population are living with AIDS, or dying with AIDS – over 20% of
the
population of the nation. In spite of
the technology we have, there are still millions of people who are
hungry. Not because of the lack of food – the hand of
the Lord feeds us, He answers all our needs – but because of the lack
of
justice, good economies, tribalism, war and all those things.
It’s depressing.
Some
people have
just given up. They’ve become cynical, and they say, “Well,
forget it. I’m just going to get my
little piece and take care of myself.” I
think most of us really do care but we have also asked ourselves the
question,
“What can I do about it? What difference
can I make? What difference can one
person make?” In purely human terms, the
answer is, “Not much.” The problems are
so great and our resources, individually are so small. The
scriptures today are intended, I think,
to help us to understand, maybe, what we can do.
The
people that
we see in Matthew’s Gospel, who have come to
listen to Jesus, had a problem. They were
hungry. The disciples said to the Lord, “It’s
getting late and these crowds are hungry.”
The Lord said, “What should we do?”
Their answer was typical, “Get rid of them, send them away. It’s
not my job to feed them. We don’t have
the resources.” Jesus said, “No, you
give them something to eat.” They said,
"There are only five loaves and two fishes."
In
John’s Gospel (and by the way, this
account is in all four gospels, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John), it says
there
was a boy there with five barley loaves and two fishes. I can see that
boy
approaching Jesus and Jesus saying, “Can I have what you have?
Can you give me what you have?” And the boy does. Then
Jesus offers it up and blesses it, and
distributes it. Everyone is fed. Not only that, there is so
much left over it
fills 12 wicker baskets. Twelve is an important number; 12 tribes of Israel,
12 months of the year, 12 apostles. Twelve is the number of
completeness. In other words, when Jesus feeds us, when we
give Him what we have and trust our possessions to Him and our lives to
Him, then
He in turn will feed the world. There will be enough left for all
eternity, for
everyone, of every nation and of every tribe.
We
see that one
person can make a difference. Not in human terms, maybe, but in
spiritual
or in faith terms. Actually, it’s two
persons – one person and Jesus. That’s
what we do at this mass. We give Him our
lives, He offers them up to the Father and He feeds us, and we all go
away filled,
not with bread that will perish, but with Himself, Jesus Christ,
eternal
life.
Another
scripture reminds us of the truth that we must give
of ourselves if we are to live. John’s
Gospel says, “Unless a grain of wheat dies, it remains just a grain of
wheat. But if it dies, it bears much
fruit.” Perhaps you have had the
opportunity, like I have, to drive through the wheat fields of Kansas
or Nebraska, right before the
crop is harvested. Miles and miles and
miles of wheat, and the tops of the plants are just sagging, heavy with
grain. But every one of those plants
started as one seed that had to die, to give of itself, so that this
bountiful
harvest could occur. The same is true in
spiritual terms. If you and I were those
seeds and we gave of ourselves what we could, what we have, it would be
a
bountiful harvest in the world of peace and justice. Certainly that
would occur
in our own home town. Certainly if we
gave of ourselves, sacrificially and freely, our families would be
healthy and
happy and holy.
Many
of you, I
am sure, are familiar with the columnist Art
Buchwald, a long time columnist for the Washington Post. He is
syndicated so he
was in many newspapers. He had one
column that has become somewhat famous, especially to anyone who
preaches for a
living. It’s called, “Love and the Cabbie”. Maybe you have heard
it? Buchwald tells the story of a visit to New York, himself and a friend.
They took a cab to wherever they were going,
and as his friend paid the cab driver, he told the cab driver, “You did
a
magnificent job, today. I really
appreciate it.” The cab driver turned
around and said, “What are you, a wise guy?”
You just don’t say things like that to people in New York. He said,
“No, seriously. You got us here in good
time, quicker than we expected. And I
really admire the way you can weave through traffic. It’s just an
incredible talent.” The cab driver just said, “Yeah,” and drives
away. Buchwald said to his friend, “What
are you doing?” He said, “I am starting
a campaign. I’m going to bring love back
to New
York.”
By the way, he failed, but he tried. So, Buchwald said, “What do
you mean?” He said, “I was really nice to that guy. What I
told him was true. If he has 20 more fares today, he will be
nicer than normal to those 20 fares. They,
having experienced a nice cab driver, which is a treat, will in turn be
kinder
and friendlier to their families and other people. So, you see,
it’s a ripple effect. I’m starting this ripple of good
feelings.
Just as we can start a ripple with anger and hatred,
we can start a ripple with love and goodness.”
They got out of the
cab and as they were walking along the street around noon, there were five hard hat
construction guys
eating their lunch, sitting on their pails eating their
sandwiches.
Art’s friend went up to them and said, “You
guys are doing a great job on this building.”
They just looked at him. He said,
“When will it be finished?” One of the
guys grunted, “June.” And he said, “It’s
really going to help this neighborhood.
We appreciate what you are doing.
You are making our city more beautiful.
Be careful because construction work is the most dangerous work in the
world.” And they went, “yeah, yeah” and
walked away. Buchwald said to his
friend, “Who do you think you are, Don Quixote?
I am walking through Manhattan
with the Man from La
Mancha here.” His
friend said,
“No! It works; we’ve just got to keep this thing
going.” As they were discussing this
issue, Art Buchwald looked at his friend and he said, “Hey, you just
waved at a
very plain looking woman…” (That’s not actually, well that’s close
enough) He said, “Yeah, I know I did. If she is a school
teacher, her class is in
for a good day.” You get the idea. This ripple of goodness,
of kindness, has
great effect.
Let
me give you a personal testimony of a cab story that
happened to me last week. I got to New York on Wednesday.
The driver was from Bangladesh
and we were talking about the problems in the world, with
terrorism.
Obviously, he was Moslem and he had three
kids. He was living in upper Manhattan,
South Bronx, trying to make a living for
himself and his
family and he was hurt by all of the terrorism.
He took me to my destination, and I got out. A few hours later I
realized that I had lost my cell phone.
If you have ever lost a cell phone, it’s like losing a wallet. I
had 307 names and numbers in that phone,
many of them yours! I thought, “Oh, what am I going to do?”
I called the church office. I figured that
maybe whoever found it would call the last number I dialed. I spoke to
Joan but
she said that no, there were no calls. I went to the Verizon store. I
told them
I lost my cell phone and said it’s probably in the cab. The
Verizon fellow said, “Do you have
insurance?” Who started that? Insure your phone? So,
I said, “No.” He said, “We have some specials. I’ll shut off
the service on that old phone and we’ll get you into a new phone
today.” So, I said, “Well, what happens if someone
finds it and tries to call me?” He said,
“This is New
York.
If you’ve lost your phone in a cab, you’ll
never see your phone again.” And I said
quite honesly, “Well, I gave the guy a $15 tip.” He said, “I
don’t care if you gave him a
$1500 tip. You’re not going to find that
phone.” I said, “No, leave the service on.”
I
went to a ballgame, got back to the hotel, and there was a
message
from Joan, “Mohammed has your phone.” What
happened was a friend of mine, Will Garvey, called me on my cell. He
said some
guy answered and said, “Hello, Mohammed!”
And Will said, “Oh, wrong number.”
He called again, and the same guy answered and said, “Hello. This
is Mohammed.” And Will said, “Is John there?” He said, “No,
but I think after hearing your
question that I have John’s phone.” So the
cabbie said, “Give me John’s phone number and I’ll get the phone back
to
him.” And Will says, “His number won’t
help because you’ve got the phone!” Anyway,
he took Mohammed’s number and I called him and we had a rendezvous at
Central
Park West and I got my phone back. “Yea,
Mohammed!”
Doing
the right thing has a
ripple effect and sometimes it
comes right back at you. That was the
best $15 tip I ever gave anyone in my life.
Give
to the Lord what you have and He will do the
rest. That’s what the boy did with the loaves and
fishes and that’s what we are to do. So
be generous. We have to be
generous. I've never in my life, met a
person who was stingy and happy. Have you?
Never. They are
incompatible. You cannot be cheap and be
happy. You can’t. A generous heart, a willingness to share
yourself with others, and not only with money--I mean, goodness and
service, and a
willingness to help others, makes a person happy.
If
we give what
we have to Christ, what little we have, it
would be more than enough to change our parish, our family, our
community, our
world. That’s the promise, the Good News
of this Gospel today.
I’d
like to conclude with a prayer. This prayer is from St. Ignatius
Loyola. Today
is his feast day, July 31. He founded
the Jesuits. So please, as we pray, if
you would bow your heads.
Take, O Lord, and receive
my entire liberty. My memory, my
understanding, and my whole will. All that I am and all
that I possess, You have given me. I surrender it all to
You, to be disposed of according to Your will. Give me only Your
love, and Your grace. With these I will be
rich enough and will desire nothing more.
We
make this
prayer, with St. Ignatius, through Christ our
Lord, Amen.