Daily Gospel Reflection
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September 30, 2020
As Jesus and his disciples were proceeding on their journey, someone said to him, “I will follow you wherever you go.”
And Jesus said to him, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.”
To another he said, “Follow me.” But he said, “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.”
But Jesus said to him, “Let the dead bury their own dead; but as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.”
Another said, “I will follow you, Lord; but let me first say farewell to those at my home.” Jesus said to him, “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.”
Following Christ is a hard thing, especially when we find him in the most unexpected places. In this chapter, Jesus leads unsuspecting apostles to Jerusalem where he is crucified. In our lives as Christians, Christ seems to similarly lead us, unsuspectingly, to encounter his passion in those who suffer.
Several years ago, I volunteered with the Missionaries of Charity in Kolkata, India. There I witnessed how the sisters abandoned self, home, and family in order to proclaim the kingdom of God.
At first, I had a lot of trouble recognizing Jesus’ face in “the poorest of the poor.” Once I stepped out of the safe missionaries’ home and into the frenzied street I realized my repulsion at showing love to a spitting beggar in a stench, or to a lice-infested child tugging at my shirt. They all seemed only interested in my money. In the heat of the Indian summer I felt that they weren’t seeing Christ in me, so why should I see Christ in them?
The sisters seemed to easily connect the fact that Jesus was homeless (“the Son of man has nowhere to lay his head”) with the notion that Jesus is homeless (“You did it to me”). They knew that when we love the dirty, rude, intrusive beggar on the street, we love God.
Eventually, their loving proclamation of God’s kingdom broke through my selfishness. I found that these beggars who seemed so other and different from me, are human just as Christ is human. I found that their suffering was the thirsting of Jesus on the cross, and I could quench their thirst bit by bit by giving up my attention or by offering a ukulele song to share a moment of joyful humanity with them. And in turn, they quenched my thirst—my loneliness—with their genuine joy.
Following Christ is a beautiful thing, especially when we find him in the most unexpected places.
Prayer
Jesus Christ, our Lord and our God, you invite us to commit to you, each according to our capacity. Help us to embrace the opportunity to commit to you with all our hearts. Grant us the trust needed to follow you unreservedly that we may set all fear aside and enter into your joy. Amen.
Saint of the Day
A doctor of the church, Jerome was born 342 in what is now northeastern Italy. His father provided him with a good education, sending him to Rome to learn from the best teachers. His teachers were not Christian, however, and Jerome began to fall into habits of decadence that were the order of the day in Rome.
With friends, however, he would visit the tombs of the martyrs and apostles in church crypts or catacombs. Soon, Jerome was moved to devote his life to God.
In 374, Jerome settled in Antioch, the premier Christian city of Asia Minor. Jerome fell ill and had a delirious vision in which he stood before Christ in judgment and fell short because he had put rhetoric and study before faithfulness.
The experience touched him deeply, and he decided to retreat to live in the desert to seek holiness—he spent four years alone, focusing on prayer and fighting temptation with fasting, all the while suffering from poor health. His time in the desert focused his will and fired his passion for faithfulness, inspiring his eventual return to the city.
To distract his fiery will from temptation, Jerome dedicated himself to learning Hebrew from a fellow monk who had converted from Judaism. He found the Semitic language challenging, but he set his sharp mind to the task and persevered.
When he returned to Antioch, Jerome was ordained a priest, but felt drawn to the monastic life. He went to Constantinople to study Scripture under the great St. Gregory of Nazianzen. Later, he journeyed to Rome to attend a church council and was retained there by Pope Damasus I to be his secretary. At the pope’s request, Jerome retranslated and corrected the Latin version of the Greek Gospels, which had a number of errors in their transcription through the years.
Jerome possessed razor-sharp wits and often used pointed sarcasm to direct criticism at non-believers and other Christians with slack faith. “I never spared heretics and have always done my utmost that the enemies of the Church should also be my enemies,” he wrote.
Those who disliked him gossiped about him profusely, so Jerome decided to depart Rome for Palestine. He lived in a stone cave and opened a free school and hospice outside Jerusalem, near Bethlehem.
He continued to correspond with Church leaders, including St. Augustine, about certain heresies or distortions of the faith, quick to point out where error was present. Jerome's quick temper and salty tongue were only matched by his quickly converted heart. He is often depicted striking his breast with a stone (as in the statue here, from Dillon Hall) because he was as quick to repent as he was to convict.
He is known best for his work translating Scripture—the Church recognizes him as a great doctor of the church for his work translating not only the Gospels, but the entire Greek New Testament into Latin. Jerome translated both the Christian Scriptures and the Septuagint—the Greek translation of the Hebrew Scriptures—into what was the vernacular language of his day—Latin—thus his translation became known as the Latin Vulgate.
When Rome fell in 410, the wealthy elite that had slandered him were scattered. Many wandered through the Holy Land as beggars. Jerome interrupted his study and translation work to attend to their needs. “Today we must translate the words of the Scriptures into deeds,” he wrote. “Instead of speaking saintly words we must act them.”
Jerome died on this date in 420, and some of his relics rest in the reliquary chapel in the Basilica. He is depicted in stained glass windows in the Basilica as well, including one pane that shows him with a lion that represents his time as a desert hermit, as well as his fierce defense of the faith.
Jerome argued forcefully in support of the intercession of the saints who have died. He once wrote: “If the apostles and martyrs while still living upon earth can pray for other men, how much more may they do so after their victories? Have they less power now that they are with Jesus Christ?”
St. Jerome, the sarcastic holy hermit who defended the faith and diligently translated the words of Scripture—pray for us!