Evangelii Gaudium

Pope Francis released his first Apostolic Exhortation Evangelii Gaudium today. Evangelii Gaudium means "the Joy of the Gospel". The inter-webs have been flooded with blogs, tweets and Facebook statuses quoting lines and paragraphs. Of course, I had to contribute my two cents worth! 

My favourite paragraph comes early in the document (admittedly I'm still working my way through it!):

22. God’s word is unpredictable in its power. The Gospel speaks of a seed which, once sown, grows by itself, even as the farmer sleeps (Mk 4:26-29). The Church has to accept this unruly freedom of the word, which accomplishes what it wills in ways that surpass our calculations and ways of thinking.

I dare you to check out the Pope's Exhortation, even if you just skim it. Here's the link: http://vatican.va/holy_father/francesco/apost_exhortations/documents/papa-francesco_esortazione-ap_20131124_evangelii-gaudium_en.html. If you have read it, I encourage you to leave a comment with your thoughts or your favourite line/paragraph.

Be joyous, be hopeful and be faith-filled: God's got this!

Direction

I've posted in this blog several times about my love of basketball. Just the other day I was reminiscing to a friend about my first memory of basketball: watching Michael Jordan on T.V. when I was three years old. Soon after my father bought me a basketball hoop. It was one of those children's goals, made of red and black plastic. 

6 y.o. , with my first basketball hoop in the background

I started playing club basketball when I was six. I was short, chubby and clumsy, three attributes which do not lend themselves to the game of basketball; but I was young and energetic and didn't care that I stunk. I remember clearly the first time I scored a basket in a game: it was the start of the second half and I remember getting the ball near halfway, I went screaming down court towards the hoop, the ball bouncing all over the place; my short, chubby legs pumping beneath me; the whole crowd cheering my name! I approached the hoop and I let the ball fly...IT WENT IN! I turned around to celebrate with my teammates, but noticed they were all standing down the other end of the court, arms crossed, all looking rather unimpressed. That's when the referee explained to me that I had scored in the other team's hoop! 

Turns out the crowd wasn't cheering my name, they were yelling at me to turn around.

I wanted to score a basket so badly that I ignored everything else going on around me. I went the wrong way because I was too caught up in doing my own thing. OK, so I was six and I didn't really know what was going on; but this story prompts a question: do you ever get so focussed on what you're doing that you neglect to hear the voices around you? Goals and plans are important, but they also need to be flexible and open to change. Its important to have a vision for what you want to do with your life, but it's more important to allow God to influence your life.

If you'd have asked me five years ago what I wanted to do with my life, I would have told you I was going to be a Catholic priest. I prayed and discerned and eventually I entered the seminary. When I was in the seminary I was confronted with one of the most difficult choices I've ever faced in my life: should I stay or should I go? Part of me still really wanted to stay, to become a priest. But part of me also felt drawn in a different direction. Looking back now, I can say that "drawing feeling" was God. I traumatised over what to do, making a decision and then changing my mind the very next day. Eventually I went with that drawing in a different direction.

As I reflect back on that time now I can see God at work. At the time though I was left with a whole bunch of loose ends. I was bummed because I had long planned on being a priest, only to have that plan change on me when I finally began that journey. It took me a few years to figure out what it all meant. Now though I can see how all the pieces connect. As I go to out to the Catholic schools around Brisbane I lean heavily on  my formation from the seminary to speak to young people about vocation, calling and discernment.

Being driven is a good thing. Ambition and motivation are good qualities to have, but our drive has to be inspired, fuelled not just by success but also imagination and hope. I once heard a Bishop say that everything happens for a reason, that signs don't have to be miraculous but can be normal and mundane everyday events. How is God speaking to you through your family, workmates or teachers? What's happening at work or at school that could be prompting you in a different direction? Do you approach life with the imagination to hear God speak through these people or experiences?

God's call might not always make sense, but if you have hope and faith in your heart God will use every experience to speak to you and others about his love.

Happy Ever After

I used to think life was all about the happy ending

"It's coming any day now and when it does I'll be cruising"

Until then I was content with abusing my capability to choose

And I was obsessed with my right to fulfilment through consuming

Snatching, grabbing, using, taking

This is my life, happiness is my remuneration

I deserve grace, I deserve love, I deserve joy, I deserve freedom

What right do you have to deny me my rightful possession?

Me, me, me – no space for God, or for my brethren

No space for anyone but myself in my version of heaven

I didn’t realise with each selfish breath I was taking

I was stealing life from those who were needing, bleeding, breaking

I was rich in goods, but poor in charity

I would confess my sins but not learn mercy

Too consumed with being clean that I was afraid to get dirty

God bless me, yes please, but don’t ask me to get messy

Trust me, that’s no way to be living,

Yeah you might survive but you arrive in a lonely destination

Stop denying your calling to engage in creation

You were placed in this space for the fulfilment of salvation

See, I realised that my life has a greater calling

I’m challenged to rise up and out of my fallings

I can’t and won’t hold back, I’m all in

I’m running instead of crawling; now soaring towards the dawning of a new day, 

I’m talking about a new way to think, to live and be

Listen to what I say: we are set free

Free, not for self but to live generously

In the same way that He died to provide a redeeming guarantee

He rose so that we don’t have to live like we’re dead

See, we work for profits, but our souls are stuck in the red

We mould our bodies, and let physicality cajole our heads

We turn to money to get ahead, but our debts weigh us down like lead

Just stop.

Breathe.....

Hear.......

Listen to the air fill your lungs, life is here

Stop feeding the lies, stop fuelling the fears

Hope and trust again, let your dreams become your prayer

Imagine.

Imagine what you could do if you unbound your life

If you lived by Truth instead of unfounded lies

You would save lives, change minds, create lifelines if you just realised

That your powers are magnified by the Way, the Truth, the Life

See history is His-Story

And the mystery is He’s calling

And He’s drawing on your gifts to be

The change that reveals His glory

God’s Grace is about show and tell

It’s not just for me, for I or for self

We have to learn to leave our pride on the top shelf

Before our pride leads us all to hell

Stop selling yourself short

Telling yourself it’s not worth it

See, while you’re lying to yourself your brothers and sisters are hurting

Because you’re holding on to the life they’re so desperately yearning

If you haven’t figured out what I’m saying

Let me make it clear: you have a vocation

A Divine calling, a mission:

Lived witness, evangelisation

It doesn’t matter how much money you make

The abbreviations or letters at the end of your name

Or even how many sins you carry in shame

This game is about claiming lives for Christ’s name

That’s why I dream

I dream about how different things can be

Because currently the scene is splitting at the seems

Screams are busting out of those broken dreams

It seems to me that we've deemed life to be unredeemed

Gleam from that what you will

But what I see is a world un-still

All shook up and twitching til we’re hooked up with the next un-enriching thrill

But that hunger in your gut, that yearning deep inside

It’s fed up and had enough so stop trying to hide from life

Before the life blood within you has all dried

It’s better to know failure than to know you never tried

I’m unsatisfied

My tongue is dry but my appetite has been whet

I’d rather be alive than be the walking dead

I want to drift behind if it helps someone get ahead

I want to realise joy before I die of dread

God, the Church, the World, needs you

But it doesn’t need the you that is consumed in you

Because the you that only cares for you can only serve you

And all the other “you’s” in the world miss out due to the you that’s focussed on the you instead of all the other “you’s”

Do you follow?

What I’m saying is this: broaden your horizons, stretch your embrace

Vocation is facing up to God and the rest of the human race

So for God’s and others sake, stop pursuing your own case

You will never know freedom if you cling to first place

In the midst of obsession, depression, the lack of discretion in self-expression,

Our aggression and stress when processing in congestion,

Or even our regression or suppression in many of our transgressions

My suggestion is that we ask a question: Where am I going?

I have to be honest with you though

I’m still scared of how far I have to go

What will I have to surrender in order to follow?

What if I’m too young, too dumb, too broken, weak or slow?

Hello! That’s the point I'm making, it’s not my happy ever after I should be seeking

That mentality needs tweaking

Because the Kingdom of Heaven is freaking awesome (at least that's what I'm expecting)

And in the end, I think that Heaven on earth is a far better ending.