Today
is the World Day of the Sick, a good day to talk about some things that have
been on my mind for a while.
Let
me start with a true story from a hospital in Colorado. A chaplain was visiting
an elderly African-American woman, her face worn by age and illness. They talked about coping with suffering.
The
chaplain was young and didn’t have much to say to the old woman. He had studied
theology, so he knew that only good things come from God, but he couldn’t
explain that in a helpful way. But the patient had something to say to him.
Sitting
up in bed with her shoulders bent over, she looked him straight in the eye and
said: “People say, ‘God gave me cancer’. But that’s nonsense. There ain’t no
cancer in God. How can God give me something He doesn’t have?” *
And
there’s the first point I’d like to make today. Suffering does not come to us
from God.
Even
if the chaplain wasn’t as brilliant as his patient, the story also makes my
second point: the pastoral care of the sick is important, and an important part
of the Church’s mission. Suffering can lead some people to turn away from God,
but they can grow closer to God if they are helped to meet Jesus in their
suffering.
Suffering
does not come from God, but it is used mightily by God to bring about good. As
the YouCat Catechism says, when human
suffering is united with the love of Christ, it becomes “part of the divine
power that changes the world for the better.”
It
also changes us for the better. If we believe the media, suffering is an
absolute evil. And yet suffering is part and parcel of following Christ, who, St.
Peter says, suffered for us so that we would follow in His steps.
Christians
should not seek suffering, but when it can’t be avoided, it can become
beautiful; it can teach us many lessons; it can unite us with Christ.
But
we often need help to turn to God in times of illness. Embracing our suffering
in union with Jesus is not exactly the first thing we think about when we’re in
pain. We need spiritual support to make use of what we already know, or need to
know, about how God works to bring good out of evil.
Pope
Francis speaks of the art of accompaniment. Who needs spiritual accompaniment
more than those who are gravely ill, and those who are worried for them? We
need help in thinking clearly about our situation, so that we can pray
properly.
The
whole front page of the bulletin this week talks about what parishioners should
do to ensure they have spiritual guidance and the blessing of the sacraments in
times of serious illness. The practical side of it is nothing new to anyone of
my generation, but perhaps younger Catholics have not been taught what to do
when they or a loved one face illness; and maybe some of the older Catholics
are forgetting what they’ve learned or just afraid to bother the priests for
the sacraments when in hospital.
I’m
not going to repeat what’s in the bulletin. But I will tell you that not
letting us know you’re having surgery, not calling when a loved one has been
rushed to hospital, is not only the wrong thing to do, it’s also no favour to
the priests! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten back from Lions Gate
Hospital only to bump into someone in the parking lot who asked me if I knew
that Joe Blow had a heart attack last week – which, of course, means turning
around and heading straight back to the hospital. Not to mention some unkind
thoughts about Joe Blow!
And
there’s my third point: the Church can’t help you to face illness if you don’t
ask. We are not automatically informed when a Catholic is admitted to
hospital like we were in the good old days.
Mary
Kim, a lovely parishioner whose funeral I celebrated on Wednesday, got things
right. She gives us an example of how Catholics should prepare for serious
surgery and of the blessings that come to the sick from the sacraments of the
Church.
Some
weeks ago, Mary Kim learned that an illness she had dealt with for some time
would require surgery. Well before her admission, I was called to her home,
where she and I celebrated the sacrament of Penance. When we were finished,
other family members joined us as she received the sacrament of the sick and
Holy Communion. We prayed for her and with her using the lovely words provided
by the ritual.
Sadly,
the surgery did not go well, and her condition became grave. Immediately, the
family called us and Fr. Giovanni went to the hospital to celebrate Last Rites
with her. Please notice that the sacrament of the sick is not identical with the Last Rites as once it was.
A
few days later, as death approached, I went to the hospital and said the
powerful Prayers of the Dying by her bedside, joined by her husband and
children. When it came time to celebrate her funeral, it came as the natural
conclusion to a time of preparation and prayer.
Who
in the Church today would want to miss these blessings because we prefer to
remain in denial about the seriousness of our condition, because we don’t want
to suggest the sacraments to a loved one, or even because we don’t want to
bother the priests?
Nothing
like pastoral care was offered to the lepers we meet in the Gospel this
morning. The First Reading gives us a pretty ugly picture of the misery of
leprosy and of the community’s fear of the disease. Isolation can be the worst
part of illness or a hospital stay. We need the support of our communities—our families,
our friends, and our church.
And
we need to pray—and to pray with understanding. Let’s look at the meeting
between Jesus and the leper in today’s Gospel. Although St. Mark says the man
came begging Jesus, the leper’s words are a statement of faith: “If you choose,
you can make me clean.”
And
Jesus gives the simplest possible response: “I do. Be clean.” On the one hand,
we could read this passage and fall right into a trap. We might pray, “Jesus,
if you want to, you can heal my cancer” and then become deeply unhappy that
we’re not healed. Doesn’t he want to heal me, or my loved one?
I
have spent years thinking about this. If God is all-powerful, why doesn’t he
continue the healing miracles that Jesus performed on earth? The answer to the
question would take much longer than a Sunday sermon allows. But to put it
simply, the guarantee of miracles on demand would mean the end of faith on earth.
People everywhere would figure out that freedom from illness was the jackpot
offered to every Christian.
I
don’t want to be flippant, but the world would be stacked ten feet deep with
people, because we’d all be praying our aged loved ones back from the brink of
death every time they came close.
Jesus
is still a healer. But in the first place He’s a healer of souls. His meeting
with the leper is presented in the very first chapter of St. Mark’s Gospel, at
the very beginning of his ministry. Jesus uses healing as a way of proclaiming
the Kingdom of God; they were not ends in themselves.
The Dictionary
of Christian Spirituality points out that Jesus sets the pattern for Christian
healing. There’s always two expectations: first, healing from the immediate
illness or problem, and second, healing to bring about closer union with God in
the circumstances of one’s life.
“The
priority is always the health of [our] relationship with God, no matter what
other kind of healing may be needed.” (pg. 467).
About
ten days ago my niece, Ali, fell off a small cliff while hiking in Vietnam.
Between the distance and the problems of communication, her parents spent a
night of sheer terror unsure whether she would live or die.
As
things turned out, her injuries were not life-threatening, and she was able to
have surgery even in the provincial city near where the accident occurred.
She’s now recovering in a very nice hospital in the capital, attended by a
very, very, relieved father.
Needless
to say, the Smith family did a lot of praying and it’s hard not say those
prayers weren’t answered. But what would I be saying today if things had not
gone well? Would I tell you that our prayers were not answered? Or would I just
keep silent?
I’d
like to think I would tell you my prayers had been answered whatever the
outcome. I’d like to think I would tell you that God works for good in all
things for those who love Him. And I’d like to think I would give priority to
the health of my family’s relationship with God, no matter what other healing
happened or didn’t happen.
Even
now, I hope that I and my family will thank God more for the spiritual
blessings emerging from those dark days than we do for the wonderful way things
have turned out.
Pope
Francis talked to priests on Wednesday about our homilies. He said “Please be brief … no more than 10
minutes, please!”
I
almost never speak more than 10 minutes, so I don’t feel too bad that today’s
homily is so long. It’s been a long time
coming, because I’ve been getting more and more concerned about whether we are
forgetting the help the Church can offer the sick.
Please
read the bulletin carefully this week. Tell your family you want them to call a
priest if you’re suddenly taken ill or have a serious accident. Don’t hesitate
to ask for the sacraments before major surgery or if your health starts to
fail.
But
I do apologize for such a serious and lengthy homily! Father Giovanni could have made it funnier
and shorter. At dinner last night he said “I’ve figured out that ‘the CtR way’
is to let the parish know when you’re in hospital—after you’ve been there two
weeks. Or not.”
That
may be the CtR way, but it’s not the Catholic way. We don’t deal with illness
alone, but with the help of Christ and his Church.
*Nicholas Senz, “God Can't Give You What He Doesn't Have, ” Catholic Digest, January/February 2018.
*Nicholas Senz, “God Can't Give You What He Doesn't Have,
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