Unless you read the Christian blogs, you will have missed the 50th anniversary of the death of C. S. Lewis, who died on the same day as John F. Kennedy. Lewis died quietly in his home, at the age of 65, when his body just broke down. We don't get many people like C. S. Lewis. He had three first class degrees from Oxford, in classics, philosophy, and English, meaning that he was a top student in three different fields at one of the world's great universities.
November 10, Thirty-second Sunday in Ordinary Time.
Cycle C. Readings:
1) 2 Maccabees 7:1-2, 9-14
Psalm 17:1, 5-6, 8, 15
2) 2 Thessalonians 2:16-3:5
Gospel) Luke 20:27-38
KRAKOW, Poland — The village of Pasierbiec is in the south of Poland, about 30 miles from the old royal capital of Kracow. Its church, the Basilica of Our Lady of Consolation, is full of votum gifts testifying to favors received through the intercession of the basilica’s namesake. (The church itself reminds me of a comment Pope John Paul II’s secretary, now-Cardinal Stanislaw Dziwisz, once made when we were looking at a photo album of new churches in Nowa Huta, the mill-town built by Polish communists outside Krakow: “Troppo [Too much] Corbusier...”)
It's hard to say something consoling in the face of death, even when the person who died lived a full life and died in the best of circumstances. It's especially hard when the one who's died is a young person, still in need of nurturing and care in this life, and when that young person dies in less-than-ideal circumstances.
It's hard not to fake humility; yet, seemingly, we need to do just that. For instance, some of the sayings of Jesus on humility seem to raise more questions than they answer.