First Weekend Home!
No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true." - Nathaniel Hawthorne
We have been getting our fair share of snow these days here in the Great Lake State! It is really a winter-wonderland!
I slept in the past two mornings, which felt good. My body clock is starting to adjust to Michigan time and the sooner that happens the better.
I had a nice talk with Robbi Imhoff yesterday morning about the upcoming visit of leaders from Jilin Medical College to Baker College in Owosso next week. Robbi is also going to give me a hand talking with the group of Lansing nurses interested in teaching in China while I am home. Robbi along with her good friend Anne, spent a few weeks in China last year teaching at the medical college and has been kind enough to help the college in a number of ways since visiting last May. The talk to the Lansing nurses will be to a group of women interested in going over to China to teach as Robbi did!
Yesterday afternoon I stopped by my home parish (Holy Cross) to talk over some plans for my twenty-fifth anniversary of ordination this coming summer with the Pastor and at the same time to offer my services while I’m home for the next month. I didn’t get too far on plans for the 25th, but I will be celebrating the 10:00 mass tomorrow. I think there will be some major changes in my plans to celebrate my 25th this summer. More on that later!!!
I had dinner last night with my nephew Mark and his girlfriend, Alisa. They are going to spend the summer with me in Jilin this year and they had a few questions to ask about their upcoming trip. They have tickets for a May 12th arrival and a July 11th departure from China. Needless to say I’m really looking forward to their visit.
I have been spending a lot of time at home with Mom and Dad so far and it is
really a great feeling. The siblings are dropping in to spend some time with me and my parents and so far I have been able to catch up on what they and their good friends are up to. Last night Carol and Dave were over for a visit. They had just come from a party somewhere and we had a good chat. Dave retired from General Motors a few months ago at the
age of 51 (nice!) and Carol is teaching P.E. at St. Gerard's School. I have known Dave since were in primary school together and I know all of his siblings quite well, too. We spent most of last night talking about Dave's
brothers and their health.
Carol has an appointment with a specialist next Wednesday to see what is wrong with her gall bladder. She has been having some problems with that as of late and hopefully the specialist will be able to tell her what the problem is.
Today my niece, Julie, stopped by to say hello. Julie is in her first year of college majoring in pre-dental. She came home for the weekend, so I was able to spend some time with here today.
Howard and Matthew also stopped by today.
Kelly was here again today. The picture above is Julie, Brian and Kelly.
We had pizza for dinner.
Today's gospel and some comments: In the course of his preaching John the Baptist said, ‘The one who is more powerful than I is coming after me; I am not worthy to stoop down and untie the thong of his sandals. I have baptized you withwater; but he will baptise you with the Holy Spirit.’ In those days Jesus came from Nazareth of Galilee and was baptised by John in the Jordan. And just as he was coming up out of the water, he saw the heavens torn apart and the Spirit descending like a dove on him. And a voice came from heaven, ‘You are my Son, the Beloved;with you I am well pleased.’ Mark 1:7-11 Jesus is sort of anonymously there in the crowd, coming forward with the rest to meet the famous John the Baptist. It's impossible for us to see him as an anonymous person; to us he stands out from every crowd and from the whole human race: above them, beyond them; we can't imagine him not yet majestic. But there he is, the village man, Jesus, known only to his family and neighbors. He's not yet famous. There's only one famous man there: John the Baptist. When we imagine a famous person among the crowds there's nearly always something false about it: he or she is looking for something, votes or applause or some other sort of ego-stroking. But John the Baptist isn't looking for anything; he's delivering! He's delivering a verbal lashing of extraordinary severity, calling the crowd "a brood of vipers." Jesus is there, watching, listening, anonymous. He is indistinguishable from the brood of vipers. He is one of us. This is nothing new for him; this is how he has been all the thirty years of his life. But this meeting with John the Baptist is a turning point. Something happened. He experienced the Spirit, and it is described in the kind of language that mystics have used throughout the ages to describe their union with God: "You are my son, the beloved." This is clearly the language of God and if we spend enough time in prayer this is what we too begin to hear. "You are my son, my daughter, the beloved?" If you experience God at all how could it be otherwise? God is love.

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