Daily Gospel Reflection
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November 3, 2022
The tax collectors and sinners were all drawing near to listen to Jesus,
but the Pharisees and scribes began to complain, saying,
“This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
So Jesus addressed this parable to them.
“What man among you having a hundred sheep and losing one of them
would not leave the ninety-nine in the desert
and go after the lost one until he finds it?
And when he does find it,
he sets it on his shoulders with great joy
and, upon his arrival home,
he calls together his friends and neighbors and says to them,
‘Rejoice with me because I have found my lost sheep.’
I tell you, in just the same way
there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents
than over ninety-nine righteous people
who have no need of repentance.
“Or what woman having ten coins and losing one
would not light a lamp and sweep the house,
searching carefully until she finds it?
And when she does find it,
she calls together her friends and neighbors
and says to them,
‘Rejoice with me because I have found the coin that I lost.’
In just the same way, I tell you,
there will be rejoicing among the angels of God
over one sinner who repents.”
Today’s gospel contains a set of parables familiar to me from childhood, filled with rich imagery—a shepherd searching for his missing sheep and a woman looking for her missing coin. Yet, now I am even more struck by what each figure does upon finding the lost.
They do not simply accept the sheep back into the fold or place the coin back into a purse, tucking these possessions away for safekeeping and moving on. Instead, both bring together several other people close to them, actively fostering a joy-filled, communal celebration over the return of something cherished. So, too, God lovingly rejoices for and with all of us!
Today, on my mother’s birthday, I am particularly reminded of how much God’s joyful love can be reflected in our parents. For one, my mom enjoys the carol “Joy to the World” and an Almond Joy candy bar. But more profoundly, she has a special way of drawing people together, encouraging them to rejoice with her, and making each person feel uniquely valued in her presence.
I have long admired how she takes a genuine interest in others’ passions and pursuits, ultimately bringing people—even those who may feel a little lost—into the fold.
Let us consider the many tangible ways that God calls us not only to accept one another but, more powerfully, to rejoice together and thoroughly delight in each other’s presence as children of God.
Prayer
Lord God, I am thankful that I may come before you, confused, even puzzled at times at my failures and weakness in serving you. I know that if I seek forgiveness from my heart, I shall find it. You have assured me that even the angels in heaven rejoice over one sinner turning back to the Lord of love and forgiveness.
Hear my prayer, Lord, look not at my failures, but at my heart that desires to be one with your grace and call. Let me honor you in word and deed, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
Saint of the Day
St. Martin de Porres was born into great disadvantage yet, with his great perseverance, and even greater faith became a beloved wonder-worker of Peru.
He was born in 1579 in Lima—his father, Don Juan de Porres, was a Spanish knight who took Martin’s mother, Ana Velazquez a freed slave from Panama, as a mistress. Ana had two children by Don Juan—Martin, and his sister, Juana, who were looked down upon and mocked for inheriting their mother’s dark features.
When Don Juan abandoned the family, Ana was left to raise their children on her own. She struggled to support the family by doing laundry, and they experienced great poverty. She had to commit Martin to the care of a school for a few years and then placed him in an apprenticeship with a barber to learn medicine and surgery.
Martin spent hours in prayer during nights and heard a call to dedicate his life to God in religious life. By Peruvian law, people of African or indigenous heritage were not allowed to become full members of religious orders. Because his mother was a freed slave, Martin was unjustly barred from entering religious life. When he was fifteen, Martin approached the Dominican monastery in Lima to become a donado—a volunteer who took on menial labor and lived with the community. He was, essentially, the community's servant boy.
Martin worked with a willing heart and took upon himself the work of several servants, tending the laundry and doing kitchen work. Increasingly, Martin was given more and more responsibility. The community entrusted him with distributing food and money to the poor, and he was allowed to use his medical training to assist the sick. At times, the food he gave out seemed to increase miraculously—he fed 160 people every day—and his medical care would sometimes lead to surprising cures and healings: miraculous cures were attributed to him, even when he only offered a simple drink of water.
Eventually, Martin was allowed to become a fully-professed Dominican brother. Out of humility, Martin declined to seek ordination to the priesthood. Once, when the monastery faced serious debts, he offered to be sold as a slave to raise money, saying, “I am only a poor mulatto. I am the property of the order—sell me.” To their credit, the order did not take him up on his offer.
Martin wanted to become a foreign missionary but was not allowed to leave the monastery, so he became a missionary in his own city of Lima. He established an orphanage and hospital for abandoned children and reached out to care for slaves who were taken from Africa and being unloaded in Peru after a miserable journey. Martin often went into the city to care for the sick.
One day, as Martin passed through the city, he came upon an old man, nearly naked, begging and covered with sores. When the man stretched his hand out, Martin took it and led the man back to the monastery, offering to the homeless beggar his very own bed. Martin did not fear for his own health—when a dangerous epidemic struck Peru, Martin cared for those who were afflicted, putting his own life at risk. On several occasions, observers saw Martin pass through locked doors to serve those in quarantine.
Martin was a close friend of St. Rose of Lima. Both of them were great healers and Peruvian saints. Martin particularly loved animals—he began a veterinary hospital for dogs and cats and tended to the mice and rats who scampered about the monastery.
Strange miracles accompanied Martin wherever he went—one time, the kneeler he was praying upon burst into flames. Sometimes, during prayer, he was observed levitating, or light would fill the room as he prayed.
St. Martin de Porres is the patron saint of people of mixed race, of hair stylists, public schools, and those who work for public health. Because of his work caring for the poor and oppressed, Martin is honored in this stained glass window from the chapel of Geddes Hall, which houses the Institute for Social Concerns on Notre Dame's campus (an image of that window is featured here). The institute helps more than 1,000 students each year pursue justice education and partners with 550 community organizations to serve in 36 U.S. states and 26 countries. One small relic, a piece of St. Martin de Porres' bone, is part of the reliquary chapel in the Basilica.
St. Martin de Porres, the poor outcast who worked with mercy among the suffering of Peru—pray for us!