Our Lady of Guadalupe: Patroness of the Americas 2019

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Our Lady of Guadalupe: Painting by: Ronald Raab, CSC 2018

Our Lady of Guadalupe

Response: Pray for us

When our conflicts enrage violence…

When our borders become prisons…

When our children turn into enemies…

 

When our poor remain prisoners…

When our poverty overwhelms families…

When our diseases discourage the future…

 

When our ignorance keeps us separated…

When our social media insights hatred…

When our faith melts into politics…

 

When our ancestors no longer teach us…

When our insecurities become religion…

When our racism destroys relationships…

 

When our rich enslave the poor…

When our paths merge into fear…

When our sickness turns into abhorrence…

 

When our brows crease from worry…

When our children are silenced by terror…

When our future lacks education…

 

Reveal roses of your presence…

Reveal hope for the poor…

Reveal faith in your Son, Jesus…

 

Amen

Second Sunday of Advent 2019: Prayers of the Faithful

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Second Sunday of Advent

December 8, 2019

Let us pray for courage in our Universal Church to seek Christ Jesus. May justice flourish in our time and the fullness of peace forever.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray to wake up during these Advent days to the reality of people living in hatred, violence and hopelessness. May we hear the echoes of mercy for every person under heaven.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray that we may rouse awareness of Christ’s compassion among our lost and abandoned families and our friends and strangers alike. May Christ bring salvation to the lost, and hope for every human being.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray that our ears be attuned to the urgency of Christ’s coming in our time and world that was proclaimed by John the Baptist. May John the Baptist unite our search for hope and justice this Advent season.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray for families of soldiers overseas, for orphan and foster children, for parents without adequate employment, for siblings addicted to drugs and alcohol, for our elderly cramped in loneliness.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray for our departed brothers and sisters and all who await us in the glory of God’s Kingdom. In this Mass…

We pray to the Lord.

 

 

 

 

 

Second Sunday of Advent 2019: Bulletin Column

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Saint John the Baptist, Painting by: Ronald Raab, CSC 2016

December 8, 2019

Dear Caretakers of the Gospel,

John the Baptist’s voice cries out in high pitch in today’s gospel, Matthew 3:1-12. He shrieks across the desert and across our hearts to get our attention. He wants us to focus on his cousin, Jesus. In the desert he knows who the Messiah is and he desires that we all understand who he is as well. He points, yells, and stands firm that the one whom we all wait for is Jesus. The sand of the desert becomes firm ground on which to make his claim. The voice of the prophet Isaiah echoes in the heart of John and is heard even today in our hearts and lives.

John the Baptist in this Second Sunday of Advent struggles to get our attention. With his locust breath, he shouts out that salvation is not just about a prim and proper piety. Salvation for us is also not just a private or individualized faith. Salvation is a radical understanding that repentance is the way in which we will all become followers of the Messiah. John invigorates our search for the Christ in every nation and time. Justice becomes a home in which the Messiah will be made known.

John’s conviction echoes across our generations. His finger points to Christ and his heart knows that we must give up our apathy, intolerance, injustice and put our lives on the line to receive the Word-Made-Flesh. John baptizes with water, but Jesus will baptize with the Holy Spirit and water.

There is warning here of fire and so often the blaze of conviction has grown dim in our time. Advent’s claim is for us to restore the conviction, the fire, the hope and the love that Christ Jesus offers us salvation. We need during the Advent season to stir the embers of justice, of peace and the radical conviction that God is involved in our lives.

We have diminished Advent into a rather wimpy and domestic understanding that we are waiting for a cozy Christmas. However, we need to listen to this adult John and the adult Jesus to discover our true vocation of our baptism and the conviction that Jesus offers us a truly different way of life. We must be able to take our cue from John that there is fruit to bear in the world on our part. This fruit is the conviction that God is present and that faith matters. Our needs will be met if we wake up to the destruction of violence, war, poverty and hunger. John views this desert as the birthplace of a new Garden of Eve. The desert will bloom with justice and hope when we receive him in our repentance for Jesus Christ will make all this whole and rich, all things complete and beautiful.

I love John the Baptist. I know he points to me in my own sinfulness. I feel John’s frustrations that we just don’t realize what our faith is about. I also feel his integrity and his hope for a better world when we finally know fully his cousin, Jesus. John is not the normal illustration of Christmas. His smelly body and ripped camel’s hair wrapping, his screeching voice in the heat and his pointing without hesitation to Jesus and to our sin. However, it is exactly our hearts made clean that become the birthplace for Jesus to rest his salvation. Our heart hearts become the places in which Advent will make sense to us even this year. We desire forgiveness and the realization that hope is born in us. We are the caretakers of such a mystery.

Be ready for beauty and hope this Advent,

Fr. Ron

 

 

 

Anniversary of Death: Albert John Raab, 1920-2000

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Today is the 19th anniversary of Dad’s death. This poem is from an experience of visiting the graves of Mom and Dad last June. 

 

The Clearing

I drove a rental car into the familiar cemetery

Rain and memory gently smearing the windshield

 

The curved maple that shaded the graves of

Mom and Dad had been cut down

Even the stump pulled from the dark Indiana soil

 

That old tree like an adopted sibling

Protected them from bitter winds and summer drought

Bending toward their memory with each visit

Revealing spring buds and a sparrow’s birth

 

The branches stood my stead

That sheltered my parents

As I become my past

The roots deep and sure

 

An unexpected emptiness in the clearing filled me

Sawdust illusions swept away

Leaving this child’s vulnerability on spring grass

Still a son of genuine loss

And love under raindrops

 

 

 

 

World AIDS Day 2019

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This article was published in Ministry and Liturgy Magazine, November 2014. I have published several articles on my experiences.  This story is a lead-in to exploring the gospels in Ordinary Time.

I ministered among people suffering with HIV/AIDS for twenty years in the various cities in which I lived. On this World AIDS Day, I remember with pain and joy the families whom I met along the way. 

 

Ministering Beyond the Threshold

I ministered among people with HIV/AIDS for most of the first twenty years of my priesthood. My religious community never assigned me to such a ministry. I just happened to live at a point in history where I could not avoid being involved with people facing such a horrific illness. As I look back to those years, I would never have dreamed when I was ordained that a disease would become one of the major influences of my early priesthood.

I began sifting through people’s complications of HIV/AIDS in Colorado Springs, Colorado around 1985, and I have mentioned some of those experiences through the years in this column. I got involved because the director of the county health department was a parishioner. I gave him permission to put my name on a list of clergy who were willing to offer spiritual guidance. At that time, that list was very short.

I remember a young man who came to my office for the first time. He stood at my office door and said, “I have tried to speak to three other priests. Would you at least listen to me?” I still hold on to that question as one of the most formative questions of my priesthood.

There was much fear at the beginning of a disease that no one understood. One of the fears that brought me into the circle of care was that many religious people would not enter a hospital room to comfort a person who was sick. Clergy would stand outside the door of the patient’s room and just yell toward the person in bed.

I thought that if I promised to listen to a young man in my office, then I should also listen in a hospital room. I broke the barrier of the threshold many times. I cannot believe now how groundbreaking that gesture was at the time.

I was young and ignorant of the complications people faced from a diagnosis. However, I could struggle with the grief, the loss and the fear of dying. I learned quickly the gut-wrenching reality of people dying who were of my generation. I learned to listen for the first time in my life. I stood silently along bedsides with prayer in my soul, healing oil on my fingers and with much fear in my own heart.

I refer to this story again as I reflect on the gospels for the Second Week of Ordinary Time through the Seventh Week of Ordinary Time. I listen to these texts again with great amazement. I am struck how connected disease is to the beginning of Jesus’ ministry on earth. I find the connection startling and yet consoling.

Jesus asks his disciples and even every person in our day, “What are you looking for?” He then calls his disciples from their place of work as fisherman. Jesus tells them that he will make them fishers of men. He is saying that people will be our priority.

Immediately after Jesus calls his disciples, he encounters an unclean spirit. I am so intrigued that the unclean spirit is the one to name Jesus for who his is, “The Holy One of God.” This new teaching of authority radically identifies Jesus with the most marginalized people of his day. The people around Jesus were astonished.

Jesus is teaching us that weakness, vulnerability, and powerlessness will be our greatest teachers. In fact grief, fear and pain will begin to open us up to faith. In our suffering, we will find God.

Jesus continues by entering the house to see Simon’s mother-in-law. He reaches out his hand to her. This intimate encounter teaches us still how to live our ministry in the world. We need this personal touch, this intimate encounter to bring to people who are ill and marginalized, the love and healing of Christ Jesus. Jesus goes on to cure all the sick, the demonic and those whom people were forbidden to touch.

A leper then kneels in front of Jesus. “If you wish, you can make me clean.” I see before my eyes, the young man who came to the threshold of my office door. Jesus is moved with pity, “I do will it. Be made clean.” It was the leper who spread the word of who Jesus was and what he could do. The person filled with physical poison revealed to healthy people the miracles and presence of Christ Jesus.

People flocked to Jesus. Friends even brought friends to him by opening up a roof to lower the sick before the person of Jesus. Everyone knew what Jesus could do because the people who were sick were the teachers. Jesus even forgave sinners. Jesus still says, “I say to you, rise, pick up your mat, and go home.”

I learned so much about the healing power of Christ walking through the threshold of those hospital rooms. This is the risk for us all today as well, to bring our ministry and the Eucharist itself to the many rooms where people live in fear, doubt, isolation and pain. Jesus invites us to enter the threshold of suffering and to discover his love for every person in need.

 

 

 

First Sunday of Advent 2019: Prayers of the Faithful

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First Sunday of Advent

December 1, 2019

Let us pray for Pope Francis, Bishop Sheridan, and all church leaders, and all the baptized in this Advent season. May our new liturgical year bring hope to those in despair and light to those in darkness.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray to stay awake and work diligently for the dignity of all human life. May our efforts support the birth of children and respect for all families, both rich and poor.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray to stay awake in order to live the gospel in our world. May the teachings of Jesus lead us well beyond our own concerns and into our world to offer food, clothing, and housing to the least among us.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray to stay awake to support the ill members of our community, our children with addiction or depression, and our elders who live with worry and fear, and those who live with constant body and emotional pain.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray to stay awake for peace. May we beat swords into plowshares and spears into pruning hooks and not train for war again.

We pray to the Lord.

Let us pray for our beloved dead and for all people who have taught us how to love here on earth. In this Mass we remember…

We pray to the Lord.

 

 

First Sunday of Advent 2019: “Stay Awake”

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“Stay Awake” Painting by Ronald Raab, CSC 2016

First Sunday of Advent

December 1, 2019

Dear Followers of the Messiah,

I recently ran across this quote from Emily Dickinson, “Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.” This sentiment brings us into the meaning of Advent. We all wait for the dawn in the many ways. We face darkness such as illness, job loss, depression or when we anticipate our empty nest. Advent rouses courage within us to continue searching, to continue the ways in which we long for healing, relationship, and meaning within our lives and world. The dawn will come with hope and love.

I love Advent. This is my favorite season. However, Advent usually gets lost in busyness. We live in frantic times, struggling to make our way. We shop for items that will eventually sit in the back of a closet or get tossed by MLK day. We sit in front of computers becoming lonelier as the years go by. We hesitate to make our voices heard because we are not sure who will pay attention to them. We draw deeper and broader lines in the sand when it comes to how religion is performed or how politics is inserted in our daily lives. Advent usually gets relegated to four candles and some dry greens in a church sanctuary. We need desperately to open a new door to the season of Advent.

Advent is a season of vigilance. Within Advent, the entire Christian life is revealed if we have the courage to interpret the scriptures and the liturgies and face the Light. Christianity means something if we take time to work our way through our disappointments and disillusions. Potential is abundant if we are willing to take a journey into this profound four-week season before Christmas.

Advent is a season of paradox. At first glance, we may think it is a time to prepare only for Christmas. However, the Church does not wait for a baby, since the birth of Christ took place centuries ago. The real message of Christmas is that we wait for the Second Coming of Christ Jesus. We also wait to recognize Christ Jesus within our own hearts and lives today. Today’s gospel, Matthew 24: 37-44 offers such an instruction. “Therefore, stay awake! For you do not know on which day your Lord will come.” Let us seize the prophets in Advent and wake up to grace, love and peace for our world.

Advent is a season of genuine hope. We stay awake to recognize Christ’s presence among us. Unraveling our doubt, sinfulness, insecurities, ill health and cynicism are places in which we can discover the beauty and real presence of Jesus. It takes a lifetime for such prayer and awareness. We need God in so many ways. Advent is the place where new doors can open and a new vision of faith can be lived.

Advent is a season of heartfelt growth. As we wait for the Messiah within our lives, we also may discover Christ’s real love for people in our world. If we take Advent in our hearts, then barriers and obstacles may be removed toward how we view one another. We may see as Jesus sees. We may broaden our views of immigrants, of our enemies, of our family differences, and even how we view people who do not fit in our plans or vision. In Advent we take the Incarnation seriously. Jesus was born in our human condition and in him all people are loved and cherished.

I hope you will join us for Advent Vespers at 5:00pm at Sacred Heart on the four Sundays of Advent, December 1, 8, 15, and 22. Our title is, “Advent Motherhood and Other Miracles.”

Also, next Sunday December 8 is usually the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, a Holy Day. Since it falls on Sunday, the Church celebrates it on Monday December 9. It is not a holy day of obligation. Mass is at 8:00am.

Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.” Peace in these Advent days of waiting and longing,

Fr. Ron

 

 

Feast of Saint Andrew 2019

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Saint Andrew 2018

This image of Saint Andrew was first published in AIM Magazine, World Library, Chicago, Illinois, 2018.

Saint Andrew died on the cross, tilted into an X. He is the patron of rope makers, he left his net to follow Christ. He is illuminated by the story of Christ Jesus. His eyes fell upon the Master. His life reveals to us the story of Jesus within the gospels. The sea was his home but that was nothing compared to the eternal shore of heaven. The lily reveals his glory with God and his hope for us who remain on earth.

Saint Andrew, Pray for us.

Luke 21: 29-33 Prayer and Drawing

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The Fig Tree: Ronald Raab, CSC 2015

Gospel   Lk 21:29-33

Jesus told his disciples a parable.
“Consider the fig tree and all the other trees.
When their buds burst open,
you see for yourselves and know that summer is now near;
in the same way, when you see these things happening,
know that the Kingdom of God is near.
Amen, I say to you, this generation will not pass away
until all these things have taken place.
Heaven and earth will pass away,
but my words will not pass away.”

 

 

Jesus,

Help me treasure your lasting Word,

Those insights that will never fail within me,

Those sentences that spark hope in dark winter,

Those pages of love that give direction when I am lost.

 

Inspire me to pay attention to your voice where

Words sustain me and fold over me when I am cold,

The tender reminders that I may bloom even

When I feel most alone.

Amen

 

 

(Prayer text: Ronald Raab, CSC)