5th Sunday
in Ordinary Time
Cycle C
Peter had a horrible
self image. He was a bumbler, a fool, and a coward. He usually said exactly the
wrong thing at exactly the wrong time. He usually spoke without thinking. This
was one such time. When confronted with his first miracle, he didn’t say, “Wow,
Jesus, that was great, thanks.” Or, “How did you do that? Who are you?”
Instead, when confronted with the unexplainable, the first thing he thought was
how unworthy we was to receive such a gift.
He got one thing right, he was a sinful man. He must have been acutely
aware of his shortcomings if that was the first thing he thought of when in the
presence of pure love himself.
I can imagine Peter
struggling with himself every day of his life. Like most of us, he probably
wanted to live up to God’s law as he learned it in the synagogue, but then the
frustrations of life came up and he would blow it. He’d say or do something
stupid, no matter how hard he tried. And every time he failed to live up to the
ideal he beat himself up a little more. I know how he must have felt. Whenever
I screw up, and it’s often, it’s usually because I don’t think about what I’m
saying or doing and how it will affect others. Whenever people call me out as a
hypocrite I tell them, “Just think how bad I’d be if I didn’t have my faith to
help hold me in check a bit. This is nothing compared to what I would be.”
I myself felt I was
unworthy to be called to the diaconate. I actually was thinking of dropping out
six months before ordination, because I did not think I could live up to the
image I had of what a deacon should be. All the deacons I knew were quiet,
humble, gentle men, sort of grandfatherly figures. I am none of those, and I
knew I probably would never be. But then a wise priest told me that God wasn’t
calling me to be perfect. He knew better than anyone the kind of man I was, and
he was calling me anyway. He wanted me with all my imperfections. He was
calling me as I was, and he wanted me as I was. My job was to say yes to the
call and then struggle to find a way to live it in my everyday life.
Peter’s feelings of unworthiness
were perfectly natural given whose presence he was in. Humility comes from just
that self-awareness. It was Peter’s humility that ultimately made him prince of
the apostles. As Fr. James Martin puts it in his book, My Life with the Saints,
“Peter is among the greatest of the saints because of his humanity, his shortcomings,
his doubts, and moreover, his deeply felt understanding of all these things. Only
someone like Peter, who understood his own sinfulness and the redeeming love of
Christ, would be able to lead the infant church and lead others to Jesus. Only someone
as weak as Peter could do what he did.”
Jesus had a tendency to
call people, and then send them out to tell others about him. He completely
ignored Peter’s protestations and simply said, “From now on you will be
catching men.” No judgments. No qualifications. In Luke’s gospel, Jesus does
not go out searching for Peter, James and John. Peter’s boat was simply the
closest. Peter won the luck of the draw, and it changed his life, and ours,
forever.
Like a fisherman, Jesus
sometimes cast a net; sometimes he used a line and a hook. He used five loaves
and two fish as bait for 5000 people, and he spent hour’s one-on-one explaining
profound truths to Nicodemus. Whenever you cast a wide net, you never know what
you’ll catch. You just throw it out there and hope for the best. When you fish
with a line, you use bait that’s specifically attractive to one individual.
Jesus didn’t play
favorites, he called everyone he encountered. He called them right then, where
they were in their lives, at that moment in time. He didn’t wait until they had
completed seminary studies, or had gotten married, or had bought a house or
gotten a new job. He called them right then, casting his net and hoping they’d
answer his call. Then he moved onto the next person, and the next, and the
next.
We encounter Jesus in
our everyday lives. Peter, James and John were at work. St. Francis was praying
in a church. St. Ignatius Loyola was recuperating from a wound he had received
in battle. Each of them was profoundly affected by their encounter with Jesus;
most of us do not have a single, life-changing event. We have to look for Jesus
in the most mundane ways and in the most ordinary people. And whenever we do
find Jesus, it is easy for us to fall back on Peter’s excuse: Leave me alone
because I am a sinner.
If you read the lives
of the saints, especially those we consider to be the greatest, one common
theme you will quickly see is their sinfulness. And some of them committed some
whoppers. Moses was a murderer. St. Augustine had a son out of wedlock and
lived with a woman not his wife for twenty years. Dorothy Day had an abortion
plus an illegitimate child. Saints are not perfect, but they are open to being
perfected. When called, many will fight the call with all they’ve got, only to
give in gradually. God can be very persistent. And after they answer the call
things usually don’t get easier, they get worse. Saints don’t get absolved from
pain and temptation, they get polished by them.
Mother Theresa said,
“God is not calling me to be successful, he’s calling me to be faithful”. I
remember that whenever it seems like everything I do is futile, that we’re
losing the battle for souls in a big way. Every time I see what our society has
become and how far away from God we’re moving, I think. “It’s not my
responsibility if people reject the call. My job is to cast a line or a net to
the best of my ability to as many people as I can. It is up to the Holy Spirit
to do the rest. I cannot change hearts, only Jesus can. The only person I have
responsibility for is myself. I can choose to answer the call or not. In the
end, I will stand before God alone, by myself. And I will be judged on how I
answered that call.
That’s not a fatalistic
attitude, it’s realistic. We are all called to go forth and make disciples of
all nations, but it has to begin with me.
Catholics need to rediscover
our evangelical side. For all those years when Christianity was the dominant
religion in the culture, Catholicism grew largely because it was part of the
culture. You were Catholic because your family was, and your extended family
was, and all your friends and your parents’ friends were. But now that the
fastest growing group in the country is the “nones”, those with no religion. The
culture is turning away from Christianity. When it was cultural, it was easy to
say that I can evangelize others simply by the example of living a good life.
That is no longer the case. Today, Catholics are called to do more than just
live examples of love. We are called to actually go out and tell somebody about
it.
When I was a sales
manager, whenever I added an additional salesperson, sales went up. Go figure.
Common sense. So, if you want things to grow, call more people to help. Don’t
you think God knows that? Don’t you think he knows that if numbers are down,
the last thing you do is call fewer people. The first thing you do is exhort
the ones you have to do more. That’s us. Then we all double our efforts.
Do you really believe
that God has been calling fewer men to the priesthood the past 50 years? In
1960 there were about 37 million Catholics in the U.S. Today that number is
around 67 million. Even if the percentages of men being called now is the same
as it was then, logically, there would be a lot more priests today than in
1960. So what, has God been making cutbacks? Is he looking for increased
productivity from our priests, trying to do more with less?
If God were like the
typical businessman, if he were getting fewer answers to his call, wouldn’t he
just call more men rather than fewer? The scandal of the priest shortage is not
that fewer men are being called, but that fewer are answering the call. The
scandal of Christianity is not that God is calling fewer people to him, but
that we Christians are not calling them. But we must first answer our own call.
Watch out, Jesus just got in your boat.
Watch out, Jesus just got in your boat.
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