Here is the text of the homily I shared with the community gathered in prayer this weekend: a few thoughts about the often-neglected habit of giving thanks.
Politeness, even in prayer
Happy
Thanksgiving! This is the first weekend
in the scholastic year when the students who went away to university last month
are home, so welcome home. This is the
weekend when all across Canada, families are gathering around dinner tables to
share a meal: at least that’s the way it’s portrayed, but the truth is that
there are many in this land who will not sit at any table this weekend either
because there is no table to sit at, or perhaps the act of sitting at a table
to eat a meal is so removed from the established routine that to do so would be
awkward at best or strained with tension at the worst.
Fortunately,
around this table, all are welcome.
There are those among us who are quite familiar with the established
ritual and quite comfortable with the way things are done, but there may very
well be some who even here are unfamiliar with the way the meal we call the
Eucharist is shared. If this is the
first time you have sat around this table, if this is the first time you have
been present in this church, and even if it is not but you still feel
apprehensive about whether or not you belong here, know that Jesus welcomes
you, that I welcome you in his name, and that we welcome you to pray with us
and to share all that we have.
The
scripture passages for this weekend propose two attitudes of prayer: two
aspects of the conversation that takes place around this table. When they heard that Jesus was passing
through their region, many people came to meet him. Some wanted to listen to his words, others
perhaps had heard about the fact that he could feed multitudes, and there was
also a group of ten lepers – outcasts – who dared to hope that he might listen
if they cried out. Lepers were no longer
considered people by the society of the day.
There was so much concern about the contagious nature of the disease
that lepers became things, things to be avoided. Even today there are lepers in our society:
those who are no longer looked upon as people, but rather as things. In a world of such abundance, it can be a
matter of convenience to ignore the human needs and wants of lepers who may
bear no outward, visible marks, but they still cry out: Jesus, son of God, have mercy on us. This cry is raised from the lips of those who
are weakened by disease, by those who are isolated by age or circumstances, who
are preoccupied or worried by uncertainty either for themselves or for those
they love, and by so many more. Jesus
hears our cries for help, and he is always ready to respond in the same way:
granting our petitions and asking us to do nothing other than to recognize that
our prayers have been answered.
The
second aspect of the conversation we call prayer is the simple act of giving
thanks. Why is it that surrounded with
such abundance, we know very well how to present petitions but we so often
forget to give thanks? Polite manners
suggest that every petition should be preceded by the word please, and that every gift received should be answered with thank you.
The same is true for the prayers we offer to God. Having discovered that they had been cured of
their leprosy, Jesus was perhaps expecting that all ten would have returned
excitedly to thank him, but there was only one.
As
we break bread and share the chalice, our act of thanksgiving is also united
with the gestures of thanksgiving offered by others like Naaman, the Syrian
mentioned in today’s first reading, and like Paul who wrote from his prison
cell to Timothy to encourage him to continue feeding and strengthening his
belief that we are all meant to live with Jesus, to truly live in and through
him.
Dear
friends, there is room at this table for everyone, for saints and sinners
alike, for family and friends, but also for strangers and outcasts. Around this table, we are united in offering
our supplications. Around this table,
let us give thanks for the gifts we have received.
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