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Dr. Karla J. Bellinger

Jan 24 2025

We Love This Place, We Love This Moment— But Cannot Stay

It is early morning before the dawn when I get up to write. In my  half-asleep state, the mug of hot chocolate warming my hand and  the moon shining in the window tell me that the things of earth are  good. The place we live is beautiful. I wonder . . . what was Jesus’  experience in the morning, before dawn when he got up to pray? 

The sky was dark as he trekked out of town. Scenes from yesterday  ran through his head—demons shrieking at the synagogue; Simon’s  mother-in-law rising up, the smell of her good bread; Peter, James,  and John chortling with laughter—it had been a rich and full day.  And then when the sun had gone down and the Sabbath was over,  the whole town had come to the door. He still saw the broken and  the maimed, the tormented and the needy, so many, so hurting. When  he straightened the little girl’s crooked legs, her mother’s face lit up  with joy. Human life is good. He could stay. He could do much good  here. He loved this earth. 

He stopped to sit on a large boulder and fell deeply into prayer.  Suddenly, a strong breeze startled his peace. From the other side of  the lake the moon rose above the hills: the quiet moon that tugs on  the oceans and creates the tides, the ever-moving moon that waxes  and wanes and travels across the sky. In that moment, he understood  that celestial restlessness: I can love this earth, but I cannot stay. 

He sprinted toward Simon as the big fisherman came toward him  and shouted, “Come on, let’s go! All of Galilee awaits!” From then on, he focused on his mission. A bigger plan was at  work here. He had sensed his earthly end. He could not stay.

Consider/Discuss 

  • Life is good. Sometimes we may want things just to stay as they are. Yet  the plan of God is deeper and richer than we can ever imagine. When have  you had surprises in your life that led you in a different direction from  what you had earlier envisioned? 
  • What would have happened if Jesus had decided to stay and “do good”  in Capernaum? How would the history of the world have been changed?  Where would you and I be? 

Living and Praying with the Word 

God of the universe, there are days in this earthly life when we  feel Job’s drudgery. We too have troubled nights when we cannot  sleep, restless until the dawn. Yet you lift the brokenhearted. You  love this earth. We rise again this day to give you praise, for you  have created the world to be good. You set the moon in its course.  You call the stars by name. Our days here are swift, but our life with  you is everlasting.

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Jan 24 2025

What’s Your Viewpoint?

I have a seminarian friend from southern Texas. We were walking  together across the Notre Dame campus for midday Mass on a cold  winter day. As we turned the corner, I headed toward the sidewalk in  the sun. He walked toward the sidewalk in the shade. We laughed.  That sparked a rich conversation. Being from Michigan, for me the  sun is always a friend. I can never get enough sunshine. Growing up  in Texas, for him the sun is intolerably hot. He instinctively seeks  shade. The sun: friend or foe? 

Our God: accessible or inaccessible? The Israelites in Deuteronomy  found the voice of the great I AM to be too bright; they asked not to  see that fire again lest they die. The unclean spirit in today’s Gospel  shrieked in terror at the presence of Jesus. He was all too aware of  the radiance of God present in their midst. 

We believe that God speaks always and everywhere. But is the  Almighty One unbearably hot and out of reach? Infinitely yes. The  One who created the universe is far beyond our capacity to bear. 

God promised to send a prophet from among the Israelites’  own to do the talking, someone not so dazzling, someone easier to  hear. Jesus of Nazareth came to the synagogue to proclaim that the  kingdom of God is here, that God is near. And the people listened to  him. This prophet seemed trustworthy: he was one like them. 

Can we walk in the light of Jesus? Intimately, yes. The One who  created the universe has become one like us. 

Is our God like the brilliant sun to make us seek the shade? Is our  God like a friendly sun to encourage us to walk in the light? Yes and  yes. Hallelujah! 

Consider/Discuss 

  • How might our experience of the sun affect our perception of God? Talk  to someone from another climate and discuss that question with him/her. 
  • A core marketing principle is that people listen most carefully to people  who are like them. That sense of kinship is why folks pay attention to  witnesses. In what way can you witness both to the infinity and intimacy  of God to someone who is similar to you?

Living and Praying with the Word 

Divine Majesty, you are grander than we could ever imagine. We  shrink from your voice; we are not worthy to be in your Presence.  We bow in worship, for you are the great I AM. Let us not take your  splendor blithely, indifferently. Yet you have become one like us. We  can turn to you. You want to be near us. Please, come sit with us.  Warm our hearts. Let us be close to you.

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Jan 24 2025

Repent!

“Repent!” 

Jesus begins his ministry with that word: “Repent!” It’s a good  word. The closer we come to the living God, the more we realize  how far we are from being the saints that we could be. Continual  conversion is spiritually healthy. 

But the word itself evokes mixed emotions within me. On the other side of the window, the room was crowded. A man  rhythmically pushed on the boy’s chest. A woman prepared the  paddles. Another watched the monitor to see if the flat line would  bump up. 

The emergency room doctor had filled me in, as I was there in the  role of chaplain. Nineteen years old; arrived unresponsive; mother  and aunt are here. 

From our side of the window, his mother watched and wept. “It  started a few days ago. He was just sick. We don’t have insurance.  He’s young. He’s healthy. We thought he’d get better. Then today his  eyes started to roll back in his head. We didn’t know what to do. Oh,  oh, oh . . .” 

Her sister started to shake with anger. “This is all your fault! If  you had repented, if you had raised him right, if you had brought  him to church, God would not be punishing you like this. You reap  what you sow. Repent!” 

With my arm around her shoulder, I felt the mother shrink inward.  Her jaw tightened. Her pale face grew even paler. The sister carried  on and on. I finally asked her to step into the hallway and be still. 

An hour later, the ER doctor caught my eye through the window  and slowly shook her head. The nurses left. All activity in the room  had ceased. 

That night, a mother lost her son. She may also have lost her sister  and whatever faith in a loving God she might have had. That same  night, I went home and held my own nineteen-year-old son.

Consider/Discuss 

  • What images or stories come into your mind when you hear the word  “Repent!” 
  • Conversion of heart is a daily challenge. We never know what life will  bring. How can we not take those around us for granted? How can we be  a bit more merciful in our judgments today? 

Living and Praying with the Word 

God of the living, you call us to repentance so that we can live  a healthier and more abundant life. Forgive us when we drive you  away. Forgive us when we drive others away from you. We are weak.  We do not see how we hurt people. This day, open our eyes to see  where and how you want us to repent. Help us show greater mercy  in our interactions with others.

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Jan 24 2025

Team Building

A writer lay in bed at 5:52 a.m. She knew that her rooster-alarm  would crow to tell her to get up and write at 6:00 a.m. She relaxed  back on her pillow . . . eight more minutes . . . Then she felt an  internal tug, a beckoning, a call: “Rise up, we have things to do.” She  was startled: “We have things to do?” 

Raised in an American individualistic society, she had often  thought of “call” as something that she was told to do, something  from afar, to which she was simply expected to respond in obedience.  That call, that “Rise up, we have things to do,” implied that the  divine Coach was a team builder and she a beloved member of the  team. She got up with renewed energy and began to write . . . 

Notice the team building in today’s call of the apostles. John the  Baptist is standing in a group of three. Jesus walks by. Two follow  him and they become a group of three. Andrew goes and gets his  brother Peter and with Jesus, they become three again. It is a dance  of threes, a gentle and quiet camaraderie of coming and going—one  points out, two follow; another points out, his brother joins in. It  almost feels Trinitarian, like the dance of the Father, Son, and Holy  Spirit, coming and going, gently and forever loving and drawing in. 

That tug, that call, is not just for a select few who are called to be  apostles or prophets or saints or clergy. That awakening is for each  of us as well. We arise to join in the dance of the Trinity, no matter  what path we walk along in life. Like young Samuel, we call out in  the night, “Speak, Lord, your servant is listening!”

Consider/Discuss 

  • When we ponder our call, what is our underlying perception? Is that call  something that the divine Someone from afar imposes upon us as a task to  be done? Is that call like taking the hand of a dance partner and joining in  an already swirling dance? What difference does it make how we perceive  that beckoning? 
  • Each morning, the tug of the Trinity, the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,  beckons us to rise up one more time. What, God, are we going to do  together today in this wild and wonderful life? 

Living and Praying with the Word 

God of Trinity, you tug at me to join in with what you are doing.  You call me to link my life with yours in the dance of your being.  Wherever we go together, whatever we do, shine through my eyes,  touch through my hands, and speak through my mouth. Teach me  to glorify you better through this earthly body, so that it is both  transformed and transforming. Most of all, I thank you for letting  me be a beloved member of your team. Thank you, thank you!

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Jan 24 2025

God Makes the Ordinary Extra-ordinary

A baby is clothed in a fancy white garment. The priest or deacon,  using water, sprinkles (or pours or dunks) and says, “I baptize you  in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”  Thankfully, the child doesn’t cry. We eat a good meal and slice the  cake. It’s nice . . . 

When I visited Israel a few years ago, I rolled up my pant legs to  stand in the “spot” in the River Jordan. The water was warm. The  sun was hot. Hmm, I thought, so this is where Jesus was baptized.  Frankly, it didn’t look like much. Slow muddy water, sort of a creek  about ten feet across, with scrubby plants and reeds on either side . . . 

Then bam! The heavens are torn open! God does something new.  God is here. God is near. 

The action is fast in the Gospel of Mark. The man from Nazareth  is baptized by John; the mighty man of God goes to the desert to  wrestle with the devil; the wonder-worker heals the wounded; the  divine hero drives out demons. It all starts right here: Jesus arises  from that water and heaven’s floodgates burst open. The royal  Messiah has arrived. The kingdom of God has come. 

The Almighty, the All-Powerful, has come near to you and me  as well. The human actions and words of the sacrament of baptism  may not look like much, but God has done something fresh for us,  too. Lively and bubbling, the Spirit of God dwells within us. Where  access to the Divine had once been blocked, the barriers have been  burst open. Bam! This is God’s doing, not ours. The Lord of lords,  the King of kings, is near to us—always here, always new. 

Consider/Discuss 

  • Sometimes the January post-Christmas season can feel like slow muddy  water—it doesn’t look like much, it doesn’t feel like much. It can be easier  to focus on somber news rather than Good News. In this winter week,  concentrate on the excitement of the bubbling up of the Holy Spirit within  ordinary life. Where is God’s beauty? Goodness? Joy? 
  • The kingdom of God is here. Can you feel it? Can you sense it? The  kingdom of God is now! What does it mean to you that the Almighty has  come to dwell with you?

Living and Praying with the Word 

Everlasting One, we are thirsty. Though we have been baptized,  we still crave your living water. We seem to spend our money on  what is not bread and our time on what does not satisfy. Jesus, wash  us once more so that we draw water joyfully from your springs of  deliverance. Bathe us in your love, Spirit of God, and flood us with  your strength. Holy Trinity, One God, we give ourselves to you anew  this day.

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