Faith
The Holy Family Reflection
Merry Christmas!
As we celebrate and reflect on the birth of our Lord, I had a unique thought. I’d like to share it with you on this great feast!
Jesus was born into a family. Mary and Joseph, living in the marriage covenant, provided the stability He needed as He grew, developed, and learned. Jesus was like us in all things except sin. As I hold my own son, that thought blows my mind.
There was a time when baby Jesus couldn’t hold up His neck. Then came the day that He started smiling and cooing. It is extraordinary that He was just like my son is today.
In that way, I’m living the experience of St. Joseph. A new dad, experiencing the miracle of life. A new dad, shepherding a child’s heart.
The beautiful truth that comes out of this is that we, as married men, reflect the Holy Family. We go through the same difficulties, challenges, and struggles. We, like Mary and Joseph, have access to the same graces to help us live out our vocation.
So as you celebrate this Christmas with your family, remember, your family is a reflection of the Holy Family. Bound in love, united in truth, and together for the greater glory of God!
From myself, Alison and our son Benedict, Merry Christmas!
Family Prayer Time
Prayer is the bond that keeps the family together.
If you think about some of the strongest families you know, there is at least one common characteristic that they all share in common. They are a family that makes time to pray together.
Prayer in community dates back to the earliest days of the Church. The faithful would gather in each other’s homes and pray. It is a ritual that is both spiritually rejuvenating and essential in the Christian life.
Yet, we struggle to find the time. Part of the reason for me was that I was nervous about praying out loud. When I pray privately, in my head, the words flow so smoothly. It’s a different story when I pray out loud.
At the same time, Alison and I recognize how important this practice is. A family gathering together to offer prayers of adoration, petition, penance and thanksgiving is a powerful event. The gathering of the domestic Church to recenter itself in God is essential to the health and growth of the family.
As Benedict was going through the Sacrament of Baptism, Alison and I promised to raise him in the faith. We promised to make it our “constant care to bring him up in the practice of the faith.” At the conclusion of the Rite, the Priest prayed over his ears and mouth saying, “The Lord Jesus made the deaf to hear and the dumb to speak. May He soon touch your ears to receive His word, and your mouth to proclaim His faith, to the praise and glory of God the Father.”
While listening to those words, it became clear in my mind again how important weekly, if not daily, family prayer time is.
When setting up a prayer routine, it’s important to frequently change the type of prayer that you engage in. For example, you may pray the rosary together, the Liturgy of the Hours, or maybe even have a Scriptural Reflection. Prayer is a conversation, so make it lively!
I hope that you’ll consider incorporating family prayer time into your family life. In the words of Archbishop Fulton Sheen, “The family that prays together, stays together."
Understanding Christ’s Wounds
Living in Western Society today, we can easily have a sterilized view of Christ suffering and dying for our sins. For the most part, our experience with the death penalty is very clean. To the best of the ability of modern science, those who are condemned suffer very little, and do it mostly in private.
This was not the death that Jesus suffered.
Based on the advice I was given before getting married, I make regular use of the Sacrament of Reconciliation. As a part of the Sacramental process, I started reflecting more deeply on how my actions today are the direct cause of the brutal torture that Christ suffered. It was an incredible moment of clarity for me.
Our sins today are what caused the necessity of Christ’s suffering. Since God is outside of time, He only needed to redeem us once, and could do so at any point in the spectrum of time in which we exist.
One of the reasons why sin can be so easy is because we often can’t immediately see the damage they inflict. Sin is usually private and personal, and so it feels distant. By reflecting on the wounds of Christ, we can take that power away from sin. We can make it stand in the light and show us its true self.
Sin wounds the Body of Christ. Sin wounded the corporal body of Christ, but also His body in the Church. When one member suffers, we all suffer. Yet, at the same time, when one finds strength and forgiveness in the Sacrament of Reconciliation, we all rejoice.
Contemplating Christ’s suffering as a direct result of our actions can help us to make better choices. By understanding that my sin affects me, my wife, my family, my community and Christ Himself, I can gain perspective to help me in moments of temptation. I can use this tool to do good and to avoid evil.
Sin likes to lurk in the shadows. Sin likes to shame you into more sin. Don’t give it the chance. Bring it to the light in the Sacrament of Reconciliation.
Faith is A Gift
The term “Cradle Catholic” is a phrase that is tossed around quite a bit. It refers to those Catholics who were given the Faith at their birth. This is, of course, as opposed to “Converts,” or people who converted.
I would fall into the Cradle Catholic category. I’ve never really been fond of the term, though. Sure, most of the Converts that I know are amazing Catholics who have great fervor for their faith. But that fervor shouldn’t take away from my own. As you probably know, your faith life is a marathon, not a sprint. It isn’t always perfect, and there are some seriously dark times in everyone’s faith walk. At the end of the day, we share the same faith, no matter who gave it to us or when we accepted it.
We have a tendency to want to control things. If we can’t control something, or we can’t fully understand it, we can easily write it off. Yet, the mystery of the faith was a genius design. As humans, we get bored, fast. As soon as we figure out the mystery, we move on. That’s why movies are (almost) never as good the second or third time around. It is the mystery of something that keeps us interested and engaged.
With our faith, we don’t have to have all of the answers. In fact, that’s part of what faith is. Believing without seeing.
The other day in Mass, the thought crossed my mind. How will I explain who God is to my son? Children, as you may know, can only truly comprehend what they have seen. My 7 year-old brother-in-law didn’t believe that I had a brother until we showed him pictures. So, how will I tell my son about God, a being who’s Resurrected body he won’t see until death?
Despite being a mystery, faith is truly a gift. It’s a gift that we must cherish, because it’s the gift that will carry us through any situation. It won’t always be glamours, it won’t always be fun, but it will be steadfast.
Heroic Virtue
Sainthood is our goal. But, sometimes we start to believe it is impossible. In those times, we fall into sin.
My recent experience of the birth of my son was unlike anything I could have ever imagined. My wife was admitted into the hospital for three days and I was her primary caregiver. Having had some experience with life as an inpatient, I knew that it was my role to manage her care, advocate for her, and make sure that we both had thorough understanding of her treatment.
As I reached the third day of very little sleep and several bumps in the road, I noticed that over the previous three days, I had completely abandoned my own needs. She and my child’s needs were always first. Nothing grossed me out, nothing got me upset, nothing bothered me. Whatever needed to be done, I did.
As I reflected, I found how I had felt those “honeymoon” feelings again, that springtime of love. The act of caring, the non-stop acts of love provided a boost not only to her, but to me.
I felt as if I had begun to understand what the term “heroic virtue” means.
On the road to canonization, the first step is for the Pope to recognize an individual’s heroic virtue. A recognition that their life truly exemplified the life that we are called to as members of the Body of Christ. It is easy to think that heroic virtue is reserved to only a few, but we are rapidly loosing that excuse.
We are riding on a wave of canonizations of people that we have lived with and met. Perhaps most notable is Pope John Paul II. During his decades long reign, we learned from him and watched his every move. We watched him bring down Communism, kiss lepers, and bravely persevere through a debilitating illness.
We learned about the dignity of the human person and the proper place of our human sexuality. He is someone that we could easily see as a person living the Christian Life well. He lived this life not because it was easy, not because he was the Pope, but because it was who he truly was as a human person.
Attaining sainthood is our goal. We aren’t going to make it if life is about us and our needs. We are provided countless opportunities every day to chose to live with heroic virtue. I, too often, chose the opposite because it’s more comfortable. But we aren’t supposed to be comfortable. Selflessness will help us reach our goal.
Marriage is a great incubator of Saints. We both know that being a husband is not easy. It comes with great satisfaction and fulfillment, but we are challenged daily. The best way for us to make that next step, that orientation towards the path of sanctity is to actively and daily chose to love and serve our wives before ourselves. By placing her needs before our own, we reduce our selfishness and make more room for love.
As I transition back home, I’m going to make a solid effort to maintain the level of love and concern I had for my wife in the hospital. I hope you’ll join me… just with your own wife.
Holding Hands During the Our Father
When I was going to Mass as a single man, I’d go to the 7:00am Mass on Sunday mornings. It was the best because it was quiet (read “peaceful”), it gave me a great boost to my day, and the Mass was about the Liturgy, not about everyone catching up with each other.
One of the things my wife has taught me about the Mass is why holding hands during the Our Father is a non-starter with her. It is a tradition in the American Church which has some tenure, but it’s mostly wrong. A nice idea, yes. Liturgically, though, it’s incorrect.
Holding hands is a sign of unity. Whether it’s at a rally of some sort or on a logo for world peace, if people are holding hands, they’re together. Heck, if you see a young man and woman holding hands, you suspect they’re dating… or in a union of some kind.
The problem with this show of unity during the Mass is that we already have a sign of unity… the Eucharist. The Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ, truly present in the Eucharist is what unites us. It pulls us physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually into the Body of Christ, namely Him and His Church. So the hand holding is really just a cheap imitation. No sign could more truly or fully express the unity of the Catholic Church than the Eucharist.
Now, my wife and I will hold hands during the Our Father. But wait, didn’t I just call that a cheap imitation? Not in this case. When we conferred the Sacrament of Matrimony on each other, and because it was blessed and witnessed by the Church, we now approach the Throne of God as one. “What God has joined together, let no man put asunder.” So, as a married couple, our holding hands is an outward sign of this reality.
I’m not overly strict about this policy. When I’m home, my family always held hands, so I will with them. Of course, there is difficulty when other people reach out to grab my hand out of habit. My wife and I deal with this awkwardness in one of two ways. She puts her free hand over our joined hands and I put mine in my pocket.
I’m not saying you need to take this stance, but I think it’s an interesting discussion on the Theology of Marriage. We are truly one and this outward sign is just one way we can remind ourselves of that reality.
Nature is a Love Letter
We’re busy, I get that. We’re men. All day we charge, we fight, we win. We’re always on the move, always striving for our goals.
We can move too fast.
We can move so fast, that we miss God’s constant reminders for us.
The majority of us haven’t seen God. We have been given the gift of faith, and we are lucky to have received it. There is a blessing in believing without seeing, but there is also a challenge. We can easily forget God because He is not always in our field of vision.
Or is He?
Oh, He is alright!
Nature is God’s love letter to us. When we stop to admire the beauty of nature, we can see His hand. A stroke of His brush paints us a beautiful sunset. The vibrant colors of a garden reflect His master design.
We can see God’s hand in the most beautiful creation we have ever seen, our wife.
It’s a reminder. He’s there. And He wants us to have life to the fullest.
When Prayer Becomes Alive
Your prayer life is a relationship.
It is a conversation between Creator and created.
Like any relationship, it is going to have its ups and its downs.
There will be days when you throw yourself completely into it. There will be days that it doesn’t make it very high on your to-do list. There will be days when it is the only thing that keeps you going.
There are Springs and there are Winters.
I believe that the most magical time is as the winter is fading. Spring is on the horizon and you notice an uptick in your energy.
This is the moment when your prayer becomes alive.
You start to put yourself in those Biblical stories. You speak the words of the “Hail Mary” with vigor. You pray the Act of Contrition, feeling every word.
As your prayer becomes more alive, you become ensnared in it. The words become a part of you.
It is a mystical experience.
But how do we get there?
Easy. Pray for it.
Pray through the winter that your prayer life may have a spring.
Pray to Him who brings all good things to completion.
Risk Management
There is a term in insurance called “risk management.”
Risk management essentially acknowledges that with a given activity, they are inherent possibilities that might lead to an undesirable outcome, but we put in place procedures that lower the risk to its lowest possible level.
That is a lot a of words.
I’ve posted several times about risk management in your marital relationship. From not traveling alone with female coworkers to avoiding the dangers of the internet.
It’s an essential thing for us, as men of honor and integrity, to not give the Devil a chance to work in our lives.
As I write this post, I am on the desktop computer in our living room. I can see my wife cooking in the kitchen (and boy does it smell good!) and the desk is located right next to the TV.
Having the computer in the living room is a risk management technique. We have lowered the risk that the computer could become a weapon against us.
It is also a sound parenting strategy. By having the computer (and laptops, and phones, and iPads) only for use in common spaces, we can keep each other accountable and protect ourselves from opportunities to make bad choices.
Look at your life, see the risks, and manage them.
To Avoid Whatever Leads Me to Sin
There are many things that society has decided are weak in men.
Forgiveness, losing a fight, being beaten by a girl.
The problem is, they’re wrong.
In fact, some of the things that have been called weak are actually strength.
Humility is one of those things.
In the Act on Contrition, we promise, “…to avoid whatever leads me to sin.”
Sin is a chain, it’s not a single action.
For each violation of your Baptismal promises, there are a series of non-sin decisions that take you across the line.
At each link in the chain, you could call it quits and stop the sin. It’s like an offramp on a highway. But we don’t often take it.
Knowing yourself can be a great help in forming yourself in virtue. If you recognize the links starting to put themselves together, you can break the chain.
So, what is it that keeps getting you into trouble? Knock it off.