Not My Judgment But Yours

So I spent most of the time reading over the readings just now trying to figure out what part of the readings inspired this morning's priest's homily.  He talked about having a family in the parish that he could rely on as a substitute for a family.  It was really sweet and deeply sad in ways I think he can't acknowledge even to himself -- longing for children and companionship that's a given like family is.

But his point was that he lost a family who he thought were great only to enter a dark place and then, out of the blue, find the family that he had really wanted to join unofficially.  He just had to wait for God to make it clear who had been meant for him.

My guess is that he latched onto the last lines about doing not your own will but God's.  The One Who Sent Me, Jesus calls the Father.  The one under whose authority He acts and whose mission He fulfills.

It's appropriate that the theology classes are going through the man/God heresies and eventual answers, because most of what Jesus talks about is more about defending His equality with God.  Or perhaps we need a stronger word.  Equivalency?  Oneness?

It's really striking to hear Him talk about how they will do the same thing.  God, someday, will raise the dead.  Jesus does it now, so that people will listen as he re-explains all the things God told them that has since become garbled or irrelevant.  And again we see: you know a tree by its fruits.

Someone not from God wouldn't do all good, wouldn't do God's wonders.

Save your skepticism for someone whose fruit is bad.  Don't borrow trouble from the good people and their good works.