Fr. Bob’s Weekly Reflections

In our Gospel, we read the prayer Jesus offered the night before He died. It's the longest prayer in the Bible. He says, "Father, Most Holy, protect them which You have given Me. I gave them Your word and the world has hated them for it.

In our Gospel today, Jesus speaks about being chosen. It was not you who chose Me, but I who chose you. And appointed you to go and bear fruit that will remain.

Most of us are repulsed by spiders. Rather than admire the woven web in the corner of the room, we are quick to destroy it. The spider swaying from the ceiling does not evoke amazement in us, despite its abilities. The spider disgusts us, and even causes us fear.

We are all familiar with the 23rd Psalm. The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He leads me in green pastures. Even if we know nothing about farming or sheep, we can find some comfort in that image. Shepherds lead sheep.

When the Disciples who were on the road to Emmaus sit together with Jesus for a meal and He breaks the bread, they recognize Him as the Lord. And like the Disciples who Jesus revealed Himself to, many people come to realize that on life's journey, they are not alone.

A small child looks at a stove. It's been turned off, but it's still quite hot. She has been told the word several times: "Hot." But it doesn't mean much to her. It's just a word; a sound her mother makes when she does not want her to touch the oven.

Every year at the Easter Vigil, a new spark is struck from the flint to light a new candle. New holy water is blessed and new hosts are consecrated. We are beginning all over again, making all things new.

Holy Week begins as it will end: in triumph. We see the fleeting triumph of Palm Sunday and it's followed the lasting triumph of Easter Sunday. In between is a strange mixture of joy and pain; of sorrow and fear, known to all of us human beings.

We hear in our Gospel today about some people who have come to Jerusalem for the Passover. They have heard about this miracle worker named Jesus.  So, they approach a friend of His, Philip, and make a request.

People who love are often eager to offer reasons for their affection. Reasons make declarations of love credible. A person unexpectedly touched by another’s love is typically moved to ask, “Why do you love me?”