Sunday, April 11, 2010

“Three Gifts”


Gold, frankincense and myrrh boxes available for sale at www.giftscatholic.com.

A Reflection on John 20:19-22
By Magdalena I. García

Did you hear?
He came down
and received three gifts:
gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

Did you hear?
He went around
and shared three gifts:
teaching, feeding, and healing.

Did you hear?
He went down
and endured three gifts:
whip, cross, and nails.

Did you hear?
He came back
and brought us three gifts:
peace, breath of life, and commission.

Wait a minute!
You said my shipment has arrived?
But I didn’t order all that stuff.
So can you please let me borrow
the “Return to Sender” stamp?

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¿Te enteraste?
Una reflexión sobre Juan 20:19-22
Por Magdalena I. García

¿Te enteraste?
Él vino
y recibió tres regalos:
oro, incienso y mirra.

¿Te enteraste?
Él vivió
y compartió tres regalos:
enseñanza, alimento y sanidad.

¿Te enteraste?
Él cayó
y soportó tres regalos:
látigo, cruz y clavos.

¿Te enteraste?
Él volvió
y nos trajo tres regalos:
paz, soplo de vida y comisión.

¡Un momento!
¿Dices que llegó mi encargo?
Pero yo no pedí todo eso.
¿Podrías por favor prestarme
el sello de “Devuelva al Remitente”?


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“Unless” / “A menos que”

A Reflection on John 20:19-31


The Incredulity of Saint Thomas, 1601-02, Oil on canvas, by Caravaggio.

By Magdalena I. García

“Unless I see and touch, I will not believe.”
Thus we remember Thomas,
the disciple who asked for proof
that Jesus was alive.

And based on this isolated moment
of a man’s entire life
we have given him nicknames
like “Skeptical” and “Doubter.”

But the Gospel tell us
that he had another nickname;
he was known as the Twin.
And the Gospel tell us
that he had great faith:
he called Jesus “My Lord and my God.”

So why do we choose to focus
only on Thomas’ negative traits?
Perhaps because it’s that part of his life
that most resembles our own.

We need a disciple like Thomas
on whom to blame our everyday excuses.
We need a saint like Thomas
on whom to lean our daily “unless.”

And so I wonder...
when Thomas looks at us
from heaven up above or down below,
what does he calls us?

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“A menos que”


Una reflexión sobre Juan 20:19-31


Por Magdalena I. García


“A menos que vea y toque, no creeré”.
Así recordamos a Tomás,
el discípulo que pidió pruebas
de que Jesús estaba vivo.

Y basados en este momento aislado
de toda la vidad de un hombre
le hemos dado apodos
como “Escéptico” e “Incrédulo”.

Pero el Evangelio nos dice
que él tenía otro apodo;
lo llamaban el “Gemelo”.
Y el Evangelio nos dice
que él tenía gran fe:
llamó a Jesús “Señor mío y Dios mío”.

¿Entonces por qué elegimos enfocarnos
sólo en los rasgos negativos de Tomás?
Quizás porque esa parte de su vida
es la que más se parece a la nuestra.

Necesitamos un discípulo como Tomás
al cual culpar por nuestras excusas cotidianas.
Necesitamos un santo como Tomás
al cual achacarle nuestros diarios “a menos que”.

De modo que yo me pregunto...
cuando Tomás nos mira
desde el cielo arriba o abajo,
¿qué apodo nos pondrá?

© Magdalena I. García

Sunday, April 4, 2010

“Nonsense”


People of different races and languages celebrating an Easter sunrise service on a cold April morning by Lake Michigan's shore in Chicago? Seems like a whole lot of nonsense...

An Easter Pastoral Reflection
By Magdalena I. García

Luke 24:1-12
New Revised Standard Version
1 But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they came to the tomb, taking the spices that they had prepared. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they went in, they did not find the body. 4 While they were perplexed about this, suddenly two men in dazzling clothes stood beside them. 5 The women were terrified and bowed their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen. 6 Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, 7 that the Son of Man must be handed over to sinners, and be crucified, and on the third day rise again.” 8 Then they remembered his words, 9 and returning from the tomb, they told all this to the eleven and to all the rest. 10 Now it was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. 12 But Peter got up and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; then he went home, amazed at what had happened.

Three men were hiking through a forest
when they came upon a large, raging, violent river.
Needing to get to the other side, the first man prayed:
“God, please give me the strength to cross the river.”
Poof! ... God gave him big arms and strong legs,
and he was able to swim across in about two hours,
having almost drowned twice.

After witnessing that, the second man prayed:
“God, please give me strength AND THE TOOLS to cross the river.”
Poof! ... God gave him a rowboat and strong arms and strong legs,
and he was able to row across in about an hour
after almost capsizing once.

Seeing what happened to the first two men, the third man prayed:
“God, please give me the strength, the tools
AND THE INTELLIGENCE to cross the river.”

Poof! ... He was turned into a woman!
She checked the map, hiked one hundred yards upstream,
and walked across the bridge.

Alright, I know it’s a sexist yoke.
And you did not come to church on Easter Sunday (of all days)
to hear a woman preacher tell sexist jokes.
But in light of all the bad press women get,
we need more jokes like this one,
that challenge the well-established notion
that all women are dumb blonds or crazy fools,
like Jesus female disciples,
who are said to run around talking nonsense!

What’s your opinion of women,
and especially of women disciples!

For many people, the Easter story is indeed a bunch of nonsense.
Even Christians at times aren’t so sure about this resurrection stuff.
The early disciples themselves were confused and incredulous.
Each of the four Gospels offers us
a slightly different version of the resurrection story,
but they all share some element of fear and disbelief.
For example...

Matthew 28
Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to the tomb. There is a strong earthquake, the guards shook from fear and fell down. The angel said to the women, “Jesus isn’t here! God has raised him to life. Hurry! Tell his disciples.” The women were frightened, as they hurried from the tomb and ran to tell his disciples, perhaps thinking to themselves that this was all a bunch of...nonsense!

Mark 16
Mary Magdalene, Salome and Mary the Mother of James go to the tomb early Sunday morning with spices to put on Jesus’ body. Inside the tomb they find a young man in a white robe. The angel tells them Jesus is risen, but they ran from the tomb, confused and shaking all over. Later on, Jesus appeared to Mary Magdalene. She told his friends, but they would not believe it. Nonsense!, they must have thought.

John 20
Mary Magdalene goes to the tomb, finds the stone rolled away, goes off and tells Peter and the other beloved disciple, and they all go to see the empty tomb, but the text says the disciples went home. Nonsense!, they must have thought.

Luke 24
And in today’s reading we already know what happens: Mary Magdalene and the other women return from the tomb tell the eleven and the other disciples what had happened. But these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. Nonsense!, they must have thought. Only Peter, to his credit, got up and ran to the tomb to see what was going on...perhaps taking the women half seriously.

A bunch of nonsense.
That’s all the Easter story is for a whole lot of people,
and that’s because they want a scientific proof for the resurrection.
But you and I both know that the Gospels and the Bible
are neither news reports nor science textbooks.
The Gospels and the Bible
are the testimony of a faith community,
and they reveal their spiritual journey and life in common.
It is a narrative that resonates with our own faith journey.

Besides, are we so naïve as to believe
that only the things that can be proven scientifically are real?
Of course not!
The most important and meaningful aspects of our lives,
have nothing to do with scientific proof,
but they are very real!

So I think the reading from Luke encourages all of us
to put aside the quest for the scientific proof,
and to perhaps think about these two insights:

FIRST
The experiences and truths that result
from OUR faith journey
need to be honored and shared,
because they have the potential
to give life and to transform the world,
even if OTHERS consider them nonsense!

SECONDLY
The experiences and truths that result
from the faith journeys of OTHERS
need to be honored and shared,
because they have the potential
to give life and to transform the world,
even if WE consider them nonsense!

The pages of human history are full of events
that were at one time considered nonsense.
Who would have believed...
that we could one day fly? Nonsense!
that we could land on the moon? Nonsense!
that slaves would be free? Nonsense!
that women would vote? Nonsense!
that the Civil Rights Movement would succeed? Nonsense!
that the Berlin wall would fall? Nonsense!
that South Africa would be racially integrated? Nonsense!

And you bet that the people who dared imagine such wild things
were, in their time, said to be speaking nonsense!

So who might be the ones who, in our day,
are said to be speaking nonsense?
Perhaps those advocating for gay rights.
Perhaps those advocating for immigration reform.
Perhaps those advocating for healthcare reform.
(guess what?, it passed!)
Perhaps the Ladies in White who are marching in Cuba
demanding that their loved ones—husbands, boyfriends and sons—
be freed from political imprisonment,
where they were thrown for the simple crime
of having their own opinion.

But praise God for all the fools—all God’s fools—
who believed in such nonsense,
and who lived and worked to see them become reality!

May you and I be blessed with the honor of being accused
of speaking nonsense on behalf of the Living Christ.
May you and I be blessed with the honor of being accused
giving ear to the nonsense
that others speak as part of their witness to the Living Christ.
Because this kind of nonsense
can indeed transform our lives and the world.

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“He who can no longer listen to his brother will soon be no longer listening to God either…”
Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Friday, April 2, 2010

“Wash Day”


The table, the donkey, the foot washing...parting, visual reminders from the Servant Master. / La mesa, el asno, el lavado de pies...recordatorios visuales de despedida del Maestro Siervo.

A Maundy Thursday Meditation
By Magdalena I. García

Wash on Monday.
Iron on Tuesday.
Mend on Wednesday.
Churn on Thursday.
Clean on Friday.
Bake on Saturday.
Rest on Sunday.


These used to be a housewife’s daily chores.
Back when life was simple.
Back when we had a fixed schedule.
Back when everything had a clear category.
Back when women were in their proper place
(as some still like to say!).
Back when...

Then along came Jesus
and messed it all up!
He got up from the table,
took off his outer robe,
tied a towel around himself,
poured water into a basin,
and began to wash his disciples’ feet.

But wait, that’s not all.
It gets worse!
He said he was setting an example
for all the wanna-be disciples.

Why did Jesus have to do a thing like that?
Really, this is one parting gift
we could have done without.

We like having one wash day...
(thanks, that’s enough!)
and six other days
for mudding up things.
We like coming clean on Sunday...
(thanks, that’s enough!)
and having six other days
for messing up the commandments.

Can somebody please turn back the page?
Can somebody return us to those earlier, happier days?
Can somebody take us back to the time
when there was only one wash day?

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“Día de Lavado”

Una Meditación de Jueves Santo

Por Magdalena I. García

Lavar el lunes.
Planchar el martes.
Remendar el miércoles.
Hacer mantequilla el jueves.
Limpiar el viernes.
Hornear el sábado.
Descansar el domingo.


Estos eran antes los quehaceres diarios de una ama de casa.
Antes, cuando la vida era sencilla.
Antes, cuando teníamos un horario fijo.
Antes, cuando todo tenía una categoría clara.
Antes, cuando las mujeres estaban en su lugar idóneo
(como a algunos toddavía les gusta decir.)
Antes, cuando...

Entonces apareció Jesús
¡y lo dañó todo!
Se levantó de la mesa,
se quitó el manto,
se ató una toalla a la cintura,
echó agua en una palangana,
y comenzó a lavar los pies de sus discípulos.

Pero aguarda, eso no es todo.
Hay algo peor.
Dijo que nos estaba dando un ejemplo
a todos los aspirantes a discípulo.

¿Por qué tuvo Jesús que hacer semejante cosa?
En verdad, éste es un regalo de despedida
que no necesitábamos.

Nos gusta tener un día de lavado...
(¡gracias, es suficiente!)
y seis otros días
para enfangar las cosas.
Nos gusta despercudirnos el domingo...
(¡gracias, es suficiente!)
y tener seis otros días
para estropear los mandamientos.

¿Puede alguien, por favor, atrasar la página?
¿Puede alguien volvernos a esa época lejana y feliciana?
¿Puede alguien llevarnos de vuelta al tiempo de antes
cuando había sólo un día de lavado?

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Nota: “Feliciana” es sustantivo, según el Diccionario de la Real Academia Española, pero hace falta el adjetivo, así que vamos a acuñarlo.