The Holy One is sowing grace and wisdom everywhere among us--it is taking root in our communities and will flower and will eventually feed many. Our problem is we cannot see it right now. But seeds are surely coming to the surface, even cracking through cement.
These are not Monsanto seeds God is sowing: " the word will not come back to me empty" Isaiah says. The promise of each seed--is life.
I was talking to a disheartened Catholic woman the other day:
She had stood up in a meeting of 100 liturgy leaders from parish communities in the Monterey diocese. She said ………
So much energy, time and resources have been spent on these changes in the Eucharist liturgy with the missal. What if we were to expend all this energy, time and resources to help to meet the needs of people suffering all around us?
She was amazed when everyone broke into applause.
Next day the deacon in her parish said to her:
Maybe this is the time when finally it will be apparent that the emperor has no clothes. People are upset. Complying or leaving are just ways of letting the naked hierarchy win. A lot of people are just not going to put up with it.
The seed of life in this story--is seeking the real life of the church. The Magisterium is not fertile soil. You all know that when the seed hits, and you hear the word of God--you know the Word of Life when it opens you up and helps you to be real and compassionate.
The new liturgy is like Monsanto seed. It's dead. It's not the word of God. The people, the liturgists are all saying--- we want what gives us life, the real seeds. We know the Sower. And these are not the seeds of the Sower.
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