Son – Grandson – Nephew – Cousin – Friend – Coach – Wheelchair athlete –
Colleague – Catechist – Coordinator.
Jason Costa was all these things during his 31 years on earth, and more.
But today I invite you to remember him as a teacher—because I think his
most lasting legacy to us is the lesson of his life.
Jason didn’t plan every detail of this funeral Mass because he was vain,
or even because he was efficient. He saw this as an opportunity to share with
us his deepest beliefs, beliefs that were tried and tested over many years.
Today he wants to teach us something. Like a good teacher, he is using a
textbook—the Word of God—and examples—his own life.
Jason learned well the lesson he was called to teach. He learned it
through years of suffering, physical and emotional—but also through joy and
hope, gifts he received and gifts he shared.
What was this lesson? That it is
possible for an ordinary man to suffer with Christ and so share His triumph.
He chose our first reading from the Book of Wisdom to profess his faith
in immortality; he believed that his suffering was a path to glory. Of course, I
or any preacher could tell you that, but there’s no reason you should believe
me. But there is every reason to believe Jason.
Jason lived by the law of love. Imitating Christ, who laid down His life
for us, he sought to serve his brothers and sisters in the Church in a variety
of ministries. His choice of a second reading from the First Epistle of St.
John could well serve as an epitaph: he laid down his life for his brothers and
sisters.
St. John’s words also reassure us that Jason’s love for others, even
more than his many accomplishments, gives us the hope we seek of his eternal
salvation.
As the Gospel Acclamation says, blessed are those “who die in the Lord;
they will rest from their labours for their deeds follow them.”
Although he chose today’s Gospel from the Scripture readings for
funerals, I can’t say I have ever heard it read before. It’s from Jesus’
farewell speech to his disciples. What did Jason want us to think?
I found one answer in a commentary on the first verse of the text, which
said “The longing of Jesus’ heart is for his disciples to be with him in the
Father’s house (14:2).” Jason is not
comparing himself to the Lord, but he has the same thought as he leaves us: he
desires that we may be with him in glory. Every one of us, when the Lord calls.
If I am right, this is a profoundly loving gift to us from Jason.
So far, in all three readings, we are looking toward Heaven. Even the
Psalm, with its vision of green pastures and restful waters, is heavenly.
But that is not all Jason has to teach us. There are some earthly
lessons as well.
In an article he wrote for the newsletter that he himself had started
for the Permanent Diaconate, Jason cited two passages from St. Paul. I didn’t
look them up at the time, but I have done so now.
In Romans chapter 5, Paul says we boast in our sufferings, “knowing that
suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character
produced hope”—hope that does not disappoint us.
While that hope reaches to eternity, suffering can bring blessings on
earth: endurance and character. Jason did not want a eulogy at his funeral, but
I really don’t need to point out that he was a living example of this truth.
Once again, he is teaching us.
I don’t know about you, but if I must deal with serious illness some day
Jason’s example will be front and centre.
He also tells us that he found strength in Paul’s words to the
Philippians, where the Apostle writes “I can do all things through Him who
strengthens me.” (Phil. 4:13)
In Jason’s own words, “the Lord gives us strength to push past the
trials in our lives, though only if we choose to turn to him and trust in him.”
To have battled cancer so long and so well would have been an
accomplishment in itself, had Jason spent his career in a bank, where he began.
But that was not enough. He decided to grow and to reach his full human and
spiritual potential.
Spiritually, Jason’s passion to teach and share the faith his parents
planted in his heart at baptism at Our Lady of Fatima was so strong that just
one parish wasn’t enough for him.
During his years of active involvement in parish life he sang or taught
or led at St. Mary’s, Our Lady of Sorrows, and Sacred Heart; and when he was
the parish secretary at Christ the Redeemer, he filled in for the grade seven
catechism teacher during her maternity leave.
It's not by accident that all five of these parishes have been
represented at Jason’s funeral liturgies, by priests, deacons, readers, or
servers. He planned it this way.
Even these years of generous and gifted parish ministry weren’t enough
for Jason. He felt called to serve the whole local Church in the Permanent
Diaconate Office. Beginning as an administrative assistant supporting me, he
ended as the coordinator, with me supporting him.
In the permanent diaconate Jason truly fulfilled his vocation as
teacher. Not only did he begin to give talks to the future deacons, but he also
became involved in every aspect of formation planning and in our relationship
with St. Mark’s College.
I still remember realizing that something had shifted when he said “no
need for you to meet with the dean. I’ll go.”
His service to the Archdiocese contributed enormously to the success we
have had training permanent deacons, which is recognized by the honour of having
our Archbishop preside at Jason’s funeral Mass.
(The other day the Archbishop remarked that it is now hard to imagine
the Archdiocese without our deacons; it will be hard to imagine our deacons
without Jason.)
But his work also contributed to the full development of his gifts and
talents. By the time of his death, Jason had become what God wanted him to be,
both spiritually and humanly speaking.
The American inventor Thomas Edison once said, “If we did all the things
we are capable of, we would literally astound ourselves.” I can certainly tell
you that Jason astounded me.
Jason prepared a banquet from God’s word for us today, sharing the truths
and promises on which he had based his life. But I want to close with words of
St. Ignatius of Loyola. I texted him the day he told me he was dying:
“We should not prefer health to sickness, riches to poverty, honour to
dishonour, a long life to a short life … Our one desire and choice should be
what is more conducive to the end for which we are created.” (The Spiritual
Exercises, “First Principle and Foundation”)
Not for a minute do I suggest that Jason did not prefer a long life to a
short life, or health to sickness. But he accepted that his hardships
were a path to peace and that his trials could lead towards the end for which
he was created, namely the salvation of his soul.
My heart breaks today, but it is not sorrow for Jason but for his loving
parents Maria and Bernadino who walked the Way of the Cross with their son with
so much love for so many years. We pray for them today as they face this
terrible loss.
But for Jason I do not feel sorrow but admiration, confident as I am
that he left this world having fulfilled precisely the purpose that God had for
him.
May he rest from his labours and trials, welcomed to the Father’s house
as a true teacher of the ways of Christ.
Que ele descanse em paz.