I would be
glad to have the rich young man in today’s Gospel account as a parishioner of
St Joseph’s. What we know about him he
kept the commandments. He was a good
rule keeper. He was in Church every
Sunday. He contributed to the support of
the parish and to the CMA as well. He
probably would volunteer to serve on the parish council. From a pastor’s point of view, what is there
not to like about him?
He knelt
before the Lord and asked the right question:
“What must I do to inherit eternal life?” Hopefully that is our question to the Lord in
prayer as well. Jesus looked on him with
great love and said there is one thing you lack. “Go, sell what you have and give to the poor
and then come, follow me.” Wow! Talk about being asked to get outside your
comfort zone.
I invite you
to see if you can make an honest connection with a couple of questions that are
not so nearly demanding as the Lord was with the rich young man.
Could it be true
that we prefer to watch an hour’s television rather than pray for ten
minutes? Do we sometimes find it easier
to travel between cities to watch a football game than to travel a couple of
miles to go to Church? Do we easily
spend $50 in a restaurant rather than putting $20 in the collection basket?
In asking that, l certainly
am not talking about bad people. In all
truth, I easily spend more time watching television and being on the internet than I am
praying. I ask these questions because we are all searching for our right
relationship with God.
We all need to ask
the question the rich young man asked of Jesus.
What must I do to inherit eternal life?
The rich young man in the Gospel has a leg up on many of us as answered
the Lord by saying he has kept all the commandments. I am very impressed by
anyone who gets A plus in keeping the ten commandments.
How do we
answer that question when the Lord tells us:
“You are lacking in one thing.
Go, sell what you have, and give to the poor and you will have a
treasure in heaven, then come, follow me.”
This
challenges us to ask our relationship with God.
What is the real treasure of your life?
What is the North Star for you that everything else is seen in
relationship to it?
So what is
your treasure? We all have our treasures
- what's yours? It's a serious question. What is your treasure? What do you
give your time, your energy, your love to mostly?
Your
treasure may your good reputation, your beautiful family, the job you are very
successful at, your golf game, the buffalo bills or the fighting Irish of
Notre Dame, your hard earned assets.
In the Gospel, the
man with many possessions wasn’t able to let go of them in order to follow
Jesus more completely. I need to ask
myself: what possessions do I cling to?
What is my tipping
point in terms of prayer? What is my
limit? Is it the hour for Sunday
Eucharist? Does that happen 52 weeks a
year? How much time each day do I commit
to prayer?
What is my tipping
in sharing with those in need == whether in parish ministry or responding to
people in need anywhere? How much time
am I willing to share to be of service to others?
What is my tipping
in terms of treasure? What percentage of
income do I tithe? What is my comfort
zone in this regard?
Does the use of our
time, energy and resources indicate what are the important relationships of our
lives?
The Gospel
lesson is clear. Our relationship with God must be our greatest, our prime
relationship, the one which gives meaning to all our other relationships. If it
is not so for us we doom ourselves to go hungrily seeking for substitutes which
invariably disappoint - a succession of dashed hopes and new infatuations,
leaving us empty and cynical. When we come to think of it, our relationship
with God is the one thing we take with us into the next life - all else will be
left behind. Shouldn't we cultivate it while we can?
The
invitation and challenge is clear. Jesus is asking each one of us to give
priority to God in our lives and to get rid of all that we love more than him,
everything which prevents us from saying yes to his wonderful invitation: and
then: come follow me.
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