Today’s situation in the Gospel must have been very painful for Jesus. He had gone home for a short visit, but instead of receiving a warm welcome He was greeted with a cold shoulder.
Imagine yourself in a large, crowded sports event trying to get toward the exit. People are moving in the same direction, jostling along and bumping into one another. A tap on the arm or tug on the sleeve goes entirely unnoticed.
Today’s Gospel tells of a sea voyage that was made a long time ago… a long way off…The location was a small body of water called the Sea of Galilee, which most of us have never seen and probably never will.
There is an old truth that we will reap what we sow. That is the metaphor in today’s Gospel, the seeds we sow. As we go through life, we all sow seeds. Do we ever stop and think, what are we planting in our children, our friends, or our co-workers?
This Feast of Pentecost is often called the birthday of the church. That is a good description, but there is a problem. When most of us say “the church” we unconsciously think of the church as we know it now.
In Graham Greene’s novel “The Power and the Glory,” the unlikely hero is a priest. He is caught by the revolutionary Mexican government and condemned to be shot.