Homily For 12th Week in Ordinary Time (Fathers Day) 2015
Tempests, storms, upheavals seem to abound from the very personal to the global. My dad is dying and in hospice care. The terrible tragedy at the AME Church in Charleston South Carolina. The dark hatred of ISIS spreading through the Middle East and beyond. Climate change. If ever we felt in a small boat in stormed tossed sea, now is the time. Oh, by the way, Happy Father’s Day. Today is a VERY HAPPY FATHER’S DAY. The answer to our quest, the answer to our need to celebrate is found in the boat Jesus is riding in. Chances are you missed the source of happiness. Did you see it? Did you hear about it? What am I talking about? Jesus’ head was on a cushion. I have been pondering that pillow all week. Where did it come from? I imagined it as being embroidered, hand made. My cousin Bonnie suggested to me that maybe His mother made it for him, the Gospel equivalent of a Teddy Bear. I wouldn’t think that fishing boats in the time of Jesus, let alone today would have cushi