23rd Sunday in ordinary Time, Year B. (10th September, 2006). Paul Kelly.
“He has done all things well”
No wonder the people were exceedingly astonished at what Jesus was doing……. “Is anything too hard for the Lord?” the book of Genesis asks…… and even at the annunciation to Mary (of the extraordinary things that God was doing in her life and planning for all humanity…), ….. the Angel reminds us… “Nothing is impossible for God….”.
Having said …. “all things are possible for God,” us humans have an amazing capacity for assuming that there is only one was of achieving something… and that is in the way that WE imagine !! ….. but God has consistently shown (throughout history) that assumptions like that are quite misleading. ..
It is my belief that God achieves the impossible…by means of the improbable and the unexpected……
I truly believe God receives and answers our prayers…… always…
but…. sometimes, sadly, the answer to our heartfelt prayers is “NO”…… (why??? … we may not know ever know “why” in this lifetime….. that requires the big picture to everything, which we humble humans acknowledge we don’t have). ……. other times God answers the need underlying the prayer…. but the result may be almost unrecognisably like what we were asking or thought we were asking…..
For example…in this Gospel… this weekend… Jesus heals the man who could not hear… he gives him back his hearing……. God still achieves this today…in ways that go beyond the literal understanding…..
For example….. I was reading a reflection from someone named Bill writing from another parish in Australia, he writes about how God’s grace allowed him and his family to cross a language barrier….but at the end of they day they still could not speak the other language…….. he writes………….”my family hosted a total of thirty-five overseas students. Some stayed for only a few weeks, others for up to two years. Mostly we enjoyed their company, though sometimes we missed our privacy. Language was often a major problem.
Our first student was from Japan. She arrived with a dictionary and loads of enthusiasm. Word by word we managed to communicate. After that they came with various levels of English. We would sit around the dining-room table and try to teach them some of our culture, our language and our history. We know they appreciated good food. My wife saw to that. They smiled with pleasure when they saw the meals. They also enjoyed camping, boating and many other activities.
There was one language that was universal, no matter what country they came from. It broke down barriers and eased their apprehension. That language was laughter. I still have memories of three students, my two teenage children and my wife and I laughing at my daughter’s antics as she mimicked things from cartoons and elsewhere.
Laughter sounds the same in all cultures.
(so, in this instance, God’s gracious inspiration allowed that family to hear each other, but more subtly than giving them a magical translation machine……. and so their insight into the beauty and complexity of life was rich… )
One final example…. I remember… I was run off my feet one week in Murgon parish… with enormous distances to travel… and so many things happening…. I recall praying to God for a bit of quiet time for at least the rest of the weekend… it had been just too hectic…. one thing after another…..… that next Sunday…. when I was out at the church of Durong… 80 or so kilometers north west of Murgon…. I was finishing up mass… it had been a tiring week… I was exhausted and still had an hour to drive home… when.. overexcited by the thought that I just had to put the mass things in the boot of my car and then I was off home…. and I could put my feet up when I got home….. when CLICK……….I locked my keys in the boot as put all the mass equipment in there and closed it… As soon as I did it (actually just as I was doing it) I realized I was making a terrible mistake…. and in that instant.. I realized it was a complete disaster…. of all the places to lock my keys in the car… this was not any ordinary place…… its an hour from anywhere….. I was now stuck an hour away from any RACQ assistance.. there goes the afternoon.. I had just added (with one annoying click) another three hours driving to my day…….
It got worse… the quickest solution…but not the easiest….would be to borrow another parishioners four wheel drive and drive back to Murgon… get my spare keys and then drive the hour back here and then drive home again… it was madness..so much for my prayer for peace and quite… but you know, it was a mysterious answer… I never wanted or asked for… because….. that little adventure was unwanted and inconvenient….but it ended up being a wonderful afternoon…. and after we had decided what would be done…my frustration and annoyance at myself was gone…….. and I could enter into the moment………..I enjoyed talking with a few people in depth through this unexpected turn of events……….. borrowing someone’s four wheel drive…. rattling down the highway in someone else’s car…. it was amazing….. listening to another radio station…. stopping off for lunch with a couple of parishioners…..enjoying the fun… and even getting a relaxing nap in for an hour or so before I headed back all ready to return with my keys…….and planning my return trip…… it ended up being the most excellent mixture of extra time for talking and reflecting……in the middle of this craziness, I found a kind of calm peacefulness… it also gave me a chance to reflect upon the way I was entering into the busyness…. since it was my own absent-mindedness in the midst of busyness that had led to this situation……..It ended up being, believe it or not…… a time I enjoyed… (and like any writer….. as I drove back I thought… I am going to write about this… and except for how I felt when it happened… I will look back and laugh at this…….)…….though I do hope I never lock my keys in the boot again… with these modern cars… it’s the only place you could lock your keys in…. and trust me to go and do it…… I am not saying, of course, that every big or small disaster can be described as a hidden blessing…. sadly some things that happen are just disasters…. although I still believe God is at work (even then) trying to bring life out of disasters…(working against the odds to transform situations into places of grace…. …the catch is thay I don’t believe God sends these as trials……but God does respond in gracious and effective ways to bring healing in these times…..…..
In this incident, in any case, I felt God was answering my prayer but in totally unexpected and unwanted way….. and giving me an invitation to see things in a different way….. perhaps its why the quote from Mary Mackillop resonates with me so much when I read her words that say “Many things that seemed unaccountable worries have proved indeed to be hidden blessings”….. in a way I can’t describe.. that can often be so true…..
God allows all people to listen… to receive and to perceive….….but God knows that the more faithfully one listens to the voice within, where God’s Spirit resides, ….. the better one hears what is happening outside. And the authoritativeness of the voice which speaks from the truth one finds inside….is hard to deny………
I certainly find myself adding to the chorus of voices which say of Jesus….. he does all things well…. he manages to transform the most trying of situations … passing through the bitter valley…..and in his wake…..making it a place of springs……..