From Holding to Heralding: The Unbroken Spirit of Mary Magdalene~The Rev Frank Bellino,OPI

The Dark and the Seeking

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

“Early in the morning, while it was still dark…”

My brothers and sisters, if you want to know what real, fierce, unbroken love looks like, you don’t have to look any further than Mary Magdalene standing outside that empty tomb. John’s Gospel doesn’t start the Resurrection story in the bright, blinding light of victory. It starts in the heavy, suffocating darkness of grief.

And there she is. Our first reading from the Song of Songs describes her heart perfectly: “On my bed at night I sought him whom my heart loves; I sought him but I did not find him.”

Mary was seeking. Her world had completely shattered. The man who had delivered her from the horrific torment of seven demons—the one who gave her back her life, her dignity, and her purpose—was dead, brutally executed. The rest of the guys, the Apostles, had retreated behind locked doors, paralyzed by fear. But love doesn’t calculate. Love doesn’t hide. Love acts. Even when it makes no logical sense, even when she thinks she’s only going to tend to a corpse, her loyalty forces her to move.

Righting a Historical Wrong

Now, I have to stop right here because I want to knock this out of the park for her today. I love Mary Magdalene. She is genuinely one of my absolute favorite people in the entire Bible. When I get to heaven, after I see our Lord, she is one of the very first people I want to sit down with, pour a couple of cups of coffee, and just listen to her talk.

Because what a journey she had! To go from where she started to where she ended up is one of the most stunning stories of redemption in human history.

And yet, look at what we did to her. In the late sixth century, a pope gave a famous sermon and made a tragic mistake. He completely conflated Mary with the anonymous sinful woman in Luke 7 and Mary of Bethany. With that one homily, centuries of church tradition erroneously branded her a penitent prostitute. She was slandered. She was lied about. Her true identity was buried under fifteen hundred years of bad art and misplaced labels.

But Mary didn’t let the slander win. She is still a hero to thousands of us today because Scripture tells the real truth. She wasn’t who they said she was. She was a woman of means who funded Jesus’ ministry. She was a pillar of the early Church. And Jesus didn’t care about the labels the world—or even institutional human error—would later try to pin on her. He knew her true heart.

The Sound of Her Name

Look at the garden on that morning. Mary is weeping, completely blind with tears. She sees angels and doesn’t even care; she just wants her Lord. She turns around and sees Jesus standing there, but she thinks He’s the gardener. She asks the question so many of us ask when we are walking through the dark: “Where have you put Him?”

And Jesus doesn’t give her a deep theological lecture. He doesn’t explain the mechanics of the Resurrection. He just speaks one single word. He says her name:

“Mary.”

He spoke her name. And in the unique, beautiful cadence of the Master’s voice, the darkness vanished. She turns and cries out, “Rabbouni!”—Teacher! In an instant, the old has passed away, and the new creation has come. By speaking her name, Jesus re-created her entire world.

The First Preacher

And then He tells her something incredible: “Do not hold on to me… but go to my brothers and tell them…”

My brothers and sisters, this is the exact moment the spirit of the Order of Preachers was born. This is why Saint Mary Magdalene is the proud Patroness of our Order! Long before the Apostles were sent out into the world, a woman was sent by Christ Himself. She was given a direct command to preach the Resurrection to the very men who would become the pillars of the Church. Thomas Aquinas gave her the title Apostolorum Apostola—the Apostle to the Apostles.

And look at what she preached. She didn’t go back to the disciples to debate theology or argue Church law. She ran to them, breathless, her heart on fire, and gave them her raw, personal witness:

“I have seen the Lord!”

Our Dominican Calling

That is the heart of who we are as Dominicans. We don’t preach dry, dusty theories. True preaching is the overflow of our contemplation. It’s what happens when we encounter the Risen Christ in the quiet, pre-dawn hours of our own lives, hear Him call us by our name, and then run out into a hurting world to say, “I have seen Him! He is alive!”

Mary Magdalene is a hero because she stayed at the foot of the Cross when others ran, she sought Him in the dark when all hope seemed dead, and she carried the torch of the Gospel when the world was entirely consumed by night.

One day, by God’s grace, we’ll get to sit down at that heavenly banquet and hear her tell the story herself. But until that day comes, we honor her legacy by doing exactly what she did: lifting up our voices, standing tall against the lies of the world, and boldly proclaiming the truth of the Resurrection.

Saint Mary Magdalene, Patroness of our Order, pray for us.

The Apostle to the Apostles: Reclaiming the Truth of St. Mary Magdalene~The Rev Frank Bellino,OPI

I often find immense joy in looking deeply at the lives of the saints who grace our altars and inspire our faith. Today, I want to shine a bright light on a woman whose true legacy has been obscured by centuries of misunderstanding, but whose witness is absolutely foundational to who we are: St. Mary Magdalene.

Within our parish, she holds a place of distinct honor. Furthermore, as a friar of the Dominican Order (Order of Preachers, Independent), she has a profound, personal connection to my own ministry.

Let us dive into the historical truth of this incredible woman, clear away the myths, and celebrate why she matters so deeply to us today.

Dispelling the Myth: She Was Not a Prostitute

For centuries, Western tradition unfortunately conflated Mary Magdalene with other biblical figures, leading to the widespread belief that she was a reformed prostitute. This simply does not align with the Gospel accounts.

The misconception largely stems from a homily delivered by Pope Gregory the Great in the year 591, where he combined three distinct New Testament figures into one person:

  • Mary of Magdala, from whom seven demons were cast out (Luke 8:2)
  • Mary of Bethany, the sister of Martha and Lazarus (Luke 10:39)
  • The unnamed “sinful woman” who anointed Jesus’ feet in Luke 7

The Gospels themselves never paint Mary Magdalene as a prostitute or a public sinner. Instead, they introduce her as a woman of independent means who, after being healed by Jesus, became one of His most prominent disciples and a crucial financial supporter of His ministry. It is time we fully shed the unbiblical labels and honor her for who she truly was: a faithful, courageous leader.

The Historical Facts: The First Witness of the Resurrection

When we stick strictly to the Scripture and early church history, Mary Magdalene’s true stature emerges. She was not a peripheral figure; she was at the very center of the Paschal Mystery.

  • Unwavering Courage: When the male disciples fled in fear during the Passion, Mary Magdalene stood faithfully at the foot of the Cross alongside the Blessed Mother.
  • The First Evangelist: On Easter morning, she was the very first person to encounter the Risen Christ.
  • The Commission: Jesus specifically chose her to bear the news of the Resurrection to the hiding Apostles. Because of this divine commissioning, the early Church Fathers—most notably St. Thomas Aquinas—bestowed upon her the glorious title: Apostolorum Apostola (The Apostle to the Apostles).

Patroness of the Order of Preachers & The Symbol of the Cross

Why does Mary Magdalene hold such a massive place in my heart as a Dominican? Long before our order was formally founded by St. Dominic in the 13th century, Mary Magdalene was claimed as our patroness and protectress.

Dominicans are the Order of Preachers (OP). Our entire charism is built around going out into the world, proclaiming the Truth, and announcing the Good News of the Gospel. Mary Magdalene did exactly that. She did not keep the joy of the empty tomb to herself; she ran to announce it. She is the archetype of the Dominican vocation—contemplating the Lord and sharing the fruits of that contemplation with others.

This call to preach the absolute truth (Veritas) is visually anchors our identity. In our tradition, the Dominican cross—a beautiful cross floury, stylized with lily-like ends—is divided cleanly into black and white.

  • The white represents purity, light, and the joy of Christ’s Resurrection.
  • The black represents penance, sacrifice, and the mantle of humility worn while serving the world.

Mary Magdalene perfectly mirrors this beautiful emblem. Her sorrow at the foot of the Cross represents the black mantle of grief and penance, while her joy at the empty tomb represents the brilliant white light of the Resurrection that she was chosen to proclaim.

Celebrating the Feast of St. Mary Magdalene: July 22nd

In the Dominican tradition, July 22nd is not just a standard memorial—it is celebrated with the highest rank of liturgical joy. For centuries, the Order has sung special hymns, chanted proper responsories, and highlighted her specific role as the herald of grace.

In 2016, the wider Church formally elevated her liturgical date from a Memorial to a Feast, placing her on the same liturgical level as the male Apostles. When we gather at St. Michael’s on July 22nd, we honor her with:

  1. The Singing of the Gloria: A joyful inclusion in the Mass that underscores her apostolic importance.
  2. Special Intentions for Preachers: Praying for all who are called to voice the Gospel, asking that they receive her same unshakeable courage.
  3. A Rededication to Truth: Remembering that the truth sets us free, and like Mary, we must be bold enough to speak it even when others are hiding in fear.

Why She Graces St. Michael’s Parish

At St. Michael’s, we cherish her as one of our pillar saints for a very specific reason: she embodies the radical hospitality and inclusivity of the Unified Old Catholic Church.

She reminds us that Christ calls everyone to ministry, breaking down traditional barriers. Her presence in our parish reminds us to look past the labels the world tries to pin on people, to seek the truth of every individual’s dignity, and to boldly proclaim the gift of life and family.

May we all have the fierce loyalty of Mary Magdalene to stand by Christ in difficult times, and her joyful courage to proclaim, “I have seen the Lord!”

Seeds, Weeds, Fire, and You~The Rt Rev Michael Beckett,OPI

Y’all………  Whenever I find something dreadful or irritating or wicked mean and nasty, and I am particularly helpless to do anything about them, there are some sayings that I will, without fail, fall back on.  Some of these have become kinda cliche:

His checkbook will get balanced one of these days.

Karma’s a bitch.

What goes around comes around.

Some are more literary based:

“The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind small”. Friedrich von Logau as translated by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The universe does not carry debts. It always returns back to you what you gave it.” — Drishti Bablani

And some are more faith based.

God’ll getcha.

And hell is hot.

But ya know, as much as I go on and on about love and forgiveness and acceptance and being an all-round loving and decent human being and quoting Jesus in the process, Jesus also delivered a warning to those folks who didn’t get with the program and persisted in their terrible, horrible, no good, very bad ways.  The Gospel appointed for today tells us:

His disciples approached him and said, “Explain to us the parable of the weeds in the field.”  He said in reply, “He who sows good seed is the Son of Man, the field is the world, the good seed the children of the kingdom.   The weeds are the children of the evil one, and the enemy who sows them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the harvesters are angels.  Just as weeds are collected and burned up with fire, so will it be at the end of the age.   The Son of Man will send his angels, and they will collect out of his kingdom

all who cause others to sin and all evildoers.  They will throw them into the fiery furnace, where there will be wailing and grinding of teeth.  Then the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father.  Whoever has ears ought to hear.”

Well now.  It appears that God will, indeed, getcha, and that hell is, as the saying goes, exceedingly hot.  A few months ago, if you will remember, I posted a bit about “If/Then” statements and the gist of that little sermon was Jesus saying, “If you love me, then you will keep my commandments.”  And it appears that I’m gonna kinda repeat the “If/Then” thing here, but not the “pretty version.”  Y’all remember way back when, when we were in school and the teachers said, “If you will complete your assignments and study, you’ll do well and make good grades”?  Which, of course meant that if you didn’t complete your assignments and study, you’d flunk.  Or the “If you do that, you’ll be grounded for life” from our parents.  And some of us would test those boundaries to see if the bad stuff happened…and lo and behold, it did. 

So this, like everything else that Jesus said, he meant that.  Now, I am certainly no great theologian, and I would never, never, never tell anyone what to believe.  And besides that, it’s been proven over and over and over again that if our faith is growing, and we are learning, then our beliefs change.  [And I can hear some of you immediately going on the defensive and saying, “My faith will never change!”  Ummm…..So what you’re saying is that the faith you had when you were wee is still the faith you have now, and you’ve not learned anything in spite of the Bible studies and classes and your faith has not grown?  See?  Growing faith is learning faith, so spare me the righteous indignation.  A stagnant faith is a dead faith.  Period.  Now, if I may continue…]  So this “fiery furnace” thing that Jesus was talking about?  Do you know exactly what Jesus meant?  The easy answer is “Hell.” 

But what is Hell?  Sigh…this has been debated over and over and over again pretty much forever.  Biblical writers utilized specific terms and imagery to describe the concept of Hell:

Gehenna (Fire & Decay): Jesus frequently used this term, which referred to the Valley of Hinnom outside Jerusalem—a literal trash dump where fires constantly burned and corpses were left. Theologically, the unquenchable fire and the “worm that never dies” symbolize total ruin, the absolute consumption of evil, and the agonizing permanence of spiritual death.

Hades (The Void / Darkness): Translated from Greek, this represents the realm of the dead or the grave. Phrases like “outer darkness” symbolize the absolute absence of God’s light, warmth, and presence.

The Lake of Fire: Found in the Book of Revelation, this is a highly symbolic image. Many theologians interpret this fire not as literal flames, but as the overwhelming purity of God’s presence, which brings peace to the repentant but acts as a consuming force for unrepentant evil.

A Prison: Used in the New Testament to signify being trapped in one’s own self-absorbed rebellion and shut out from the joy and life intended for humanity.

The Refiner’s Fire:  In modern Christian theology and devotion, this metaphor emphasizes that suffering or testing is purposeful rather than destructive. The fire is seen as a refining process overseen by a loving Creator, rather than an arbitrary punishment.  (And this is probably where I should mention Purgatory, but I’m not coz that’s a whole different thing and “ain’t nobody got time for dat” at the moment.)

And finally, the term “Fiery Furnace”:  Refers to a famous biblical story in the Book of Daniel where three Jewish men (Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego) were thrown into a blazing furnace by King Nebuchadnezzar for refusing to worship a golden idol. According to the scripture, they were protected by a divine figure and emerged completely unharmed, symbolizing faith, protection during trials, and deliverance. In the New Testament, Jesus uses the “fiery furnace” (or blazing furnace) as a metaphor for final judgment and hell, noting it is a place where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.

What we do know with all confidence is that Hell, in whatever form it takes, will be a total separation from God, and that, like the people who are separated from God, would be a terrible, horrible, no good very bad thing.   And ain’t nobody wanna go there.  So what must one do to avoid that place?  (By now, those of you who have been with me for more than five minutes know exactly what I’m gonna say.)  Jesus has told us, in no uncertain terms, what he expects of us:

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, and mind. He also stated that the second is like it: to love your neighbor as yourself.

This is the entire foundation of Christian ethics.  And further, Jesus told us, specifically, how to act upon that love: 

“Then the King will turn to those on the left and say, ‘Away with you, you cursed ones, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his demons.  For I was hungry, and you didn’t feed me. I was thirsty, and you didn’t give me a drink.  I was a stranger, and you didn’t invite me into your home. I was naked, and you didn’t give me clothing. I was sick and in prison, and you didn’t visit me.’

 “Then they will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and not help you?’

 “And he will answer, ‘I tell you the truth, when you refused to help the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were refusing to help me.’ (Matthew 25:41-45)

Pretty clear, huh?  The author of the Letter to the Galatians sums it up pretty nicely:  “There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one.”(Galatians 3:28)

There are no walls, no borders, no gender identities, no political parties, no races, no sexualities, no languages, no limits to God’s love and who we are supposed to love.

Good seeds.  Weeds.  Which are you?

Amen.

The Fragrance of the Lily: St Kateri Tekakwitha~The Very Rev Lady Sherwood,OPI

Homily: The Fragrance of the Lily: St Kateri Tekakwitha.

​Introduction:

​In the liturgical calendar, we often encounter giants of the faith who altered the course of empires or penned massive theological treatises. Yet, some of the most radiant witnesses are those whose lives were defined by quiet endurance, deep ecological stewardship, and an unwavering devotion to Christ. Today, we reflect on Saint Kateri Tekakwitha, a young Algonquin-Mohawk woman of the seventeenth century, whose life reminds us that holiness does not require a grand worldly stage—only an open and courageous heart.

​Grace Amidst Scars

​Kateri’s earthly journey was marked by profound suffering from its earliest days. Surviving a smallpox epidemic that took her family, she was left with impaired vision and facial scarring. In her own community, she became an outsider, particularly when she chose to follow the path of Christ. Her story teaches us that our scars—whether physical, emotional, or spiritual—do not disqualify us from God’s grace. Instead, Kateri allowed her vulnerabilities to become the very space where divine love dwelt most deeply.

​The Sanctuary of Creation:

​Long before modern movements urged us to protect our planet, Kateri found God in the stillness of the North American forests. Creation was her chapel. She would fashion simple wooden crosses in the woods, using the natural world as an aid to prayer and contemplation. In a world that often moves too fast and values consumption over stewardship, Kateri calls us back to a sacramental view of creation, reminding us to hear the voice of the Creator in the beauty of the earth.

​Conclusion:

​When Kateri passed away at the tender age of twenty-four, witnesses recorded that her facial scars miraculously vanished, leaving her skin radiant and clear. It was a visible sign of the interior transformation that grace had wrought in her soul. May we, like Saint Kateri, walk our unique paths with courage, transform our trials into offering, and leave behind the sweet fragrance of Christ wherever we go.

​A Prayer for the Intercession of Saint Kateri Tekakwitha

​O God, Creator of all things,

You called Saint Kateri Tekakwitha from among the Indigenous peoples of North America

to blossom as a pure lily of faith amidst the woodlands.

​Through her intercession, we pray for:

​Resilience in Trial: Grant us the fortitude to bear our daily crosses and the grace to see our scars as signs of Your healing presence.

​Love for Creation: Inspire us to care deeply for the earth, recognising Your handiwork in all living things.

​Quiet Devotion: Help us to seek moments of stillness and prayer, that we may hear Your gentle voice in the rush of life.

​May her example of pure love and steadfast faith guide our steps closer to Your heart.

​We ask this through Christ our Lord.

​Amen.

Of Seeds and Soil~The Rt Rev Michael Beckett,OPI

Y’all…….every spring since we moved to Albuquerque we have done our levelheaded best to have blooming plants in our back living space.  I started to say “garden” but that won’t work, coz there is no “garden” to it, and “yard” won’t work, coz there is no grass.  So living space it is.  Anyway, the point is, that we try to have growing bits of color, flowers for the bees and hummingbirds, and eye-pleasing plants in our bit of the desert.  It’s a bit tricky, though, because the cost of plants and flowers has gone up and up and up, and often many of the plants we do buy just kinda shrivel up and die in the heat and sun, no matter how much they are watered and shaded.  We learned early on that petunias and lantana are the ticket for the store-bought plants.

Another of the things we have been most successful at growing has been sunflowers, and that started out as purely accidental.  Throughout the year, we try to keep black oil sunflower seeds in all the bird feeders coz the doves and house finches and sparrows and gold finches love ‘em.  And a few years ago, some of those seeds wound up in the containers that the petunias were in.  When they started springing up I decided to just let ‘em grow, coz I had no idea what they were, and I wanted to see what the mysterious plants growing in all the petunias were.  Lo and behold, we had sunflowers.  Since then, we’ve kept the store-bought plants to a minimum and just planted bird seed and we have an abundance of bright blooms.

Oddly enough, though, is that even when those seeds are planted intentionally, some of them germinate, and some of them get eaten by the birds, and some of them just lay there doing nothing, no matter how hard we try to coax them into growing and blooming.

Sadly, I have had students like that and still know several adults like that.  No matter how much care, attention, information, and love you give them, they just won’t grow and bloom.  Jesus had that problem too.  He even based one of his parables on it.  In the Gospel reading appointed for today, from Matthew 13, Jesus tells the parable of the sower and the seeds.

“A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky ground, where it had little soil. It sprang up at once because the soil was not deep,
and when the sun rose it was scorched, and it withered for lack of roots. Some seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it. But some seed fell on rich soil, and produced fruit,
a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold. Whoever has ears ought to hear.”

The disciples approached him and said, “Why do you speak to them in parables?” This is why I speak to them in parables, because they look but do not see and hear but do not listen or understand.  Isaiah’s prophecy is fulfilled in them, which says:  You shall indeed hear but not understand, you shall indeed look but never see. Gross is the heart of this people, they will hardly hear with their ears, they have closed their eyes, lest they see with their eyes and hear with their ears and understand with their hearts and be converted, and I heal them. 

“But blessed are your eyes, because they see, “Hear then the parable of the sower. The seed sown on the path is the one who hears the word of the kingdom without understanding it, and the evil one comes and steals away what was sown in his heart.  The seed sown on rocky ground is the one who hears the word and receives it at once with joy.  But he has no root and lasts only for a time. When some tribulation or persecution comes because of the word, he immediately falls away.  The seed sown among thorns is the one who hears the word, but then worldly anxiety and the lure of riches choke the word and it bears no fruit. 
But the seed sown on rich soil is the one who hears the word and understands it, who indeed bears fruit and yields a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold.”

When you come right down to it, it’s all pretty self-explanatory.  But, however, and oh my goodness, when this little story is combined with the first few words of the Gospel of John, it’s downright tragic.  You know how John begins…. .”In the beginning was the Word….  The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.”

So, it follows that the Word of God isn’t the Bible, it’s Jesus and his words, what he said and did and what he commanded us to do and be.  And us?  In this instance, we’re where the seeds of the Word (what he said and did and what he commanded us to do and be) happen to fall.  Unlike in the parable, though, we have a choice whether to be the fertile ground or the barren soil.  We have a choice whether to embody the teachings of Jesus or not. 

I’ve said it a zillion times:  Sometimes you are the only Jesus people will ever see, the only Bible some folks will ever read.  St. Teresa of Avila wrote: 

Christ has no body but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
Compassion on this world,
Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good,
Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world.
Yours are the hands, yours are the feet,
Yours are the eyes, you are his body.
Christ has no body now but yours,
No hands, no feet on earth but yours,
Yours are the eyes with which he looks
compassion on this world.
Christ has no body now on earth but yours.

So, again, the choice is ours.  Do we follow and embody Jesus?  Or do we not?  Keeping in mind his greatest commandments were: You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. A second is equally important: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ The entire law and all the demands of the prophets are based on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:37–40)   It bears repeating:  We are to demonstrate healing, compassion, and serving the oppressed. His teachings called for radical love and mercy. 

So, choose this day whom ye will serve.  What kind of soil are you gonna be? 

Amen.

The Easy Yoke and the Crowded Kingdom~The Rev Frank Bellino,OPI

Look at me for a minute, church. Look me right in the eye. What did you bring through those double doors this morning? Because I know the baggage you’re carrying—I carry it right along with you. Some of you walked into St. Michael’s today completely wiped out. Beaten down by financial stress, staring at bills you don’t know how to pay, dealing with a brutal health diagnosis, or just carrying that quiet, exhausting guilt that you’re constantly falling short. The world tells you to pull yourself up by your bootstraps, grind harder, and run until you drop. It’s a lie, and it leaves us broken. But look at Zechariah today. Our King doesn’t roll in on a towering war chariot demanding more taxes, more sweat, and more labor. He comes in absolute humility, riding on a donkey, breaking the weapons of war and bringing supernatural peace. He comes to lift your load, not add to it.

This isn’t theory for me; it’s my life. Exactly six years ago this week, I stood at the altar and celebrated my very first Mass as an ordained priest. As Alma told you earlier—and she’s been right there by my side from that opening day until this very moment—when we stepped out onto that water, we didn’t have a map for every single twist and turn. We just had a Savior we trusted. Let me pull back the curtain for you: as your pastor, I carry deep burdens for this flock. I sweat over our parish finances, I worry about the well-being of our church home, and I carry your personal trials in my heart every single day. But if we try to run this parish, or live our lives, out of human strength, out of what Saint Paul calls the “flesh” in Romans 8—we will burn out and fail every single time. The priesthood, just like the Christian life, is impossible on our own power. When I put on this stole and chasuble, it isn’t a solo act. It’s laying my humanity down so Christ can carry the heavy end of the beam.

To understand how this works, look at what a yoke actually is. In the fields, a yoke is never built for one animal; it’s designed for a team. When Jesus says, “Take my yoke upon you,” He isn’t giving you a new chore or a heavier obligation. He is telling you to strap into the harness right next to Him. He’s saying, “Let Me take the heavy side of the load.” That is where our charismatic fire must come alive! We aren’t just barely surviving here. The exact same Holy Spirit that raised Jesus Christ from the dead lives actively inside of you. The Spirit is our advocate, our provider, and our strength. When we pray for the financial well-being and blessing of St. Michael’s, we aren’t begging a distant, detached deity; we are invoking the indwelling Spirit who loves to provide for His temple.

When you experience that radical relief—when Christ reaches down and lifts that crushing weight off your shoulders—your natural, uncontainable response is what we’re going to sing at Communion: “God, I’m just grateful.” But hear me on this: as sons and daughters of Saint Dominic, we don’t lock the truth away, and as charismatics, we don’t keep the fire contained within these four walls. We are saved to be sent! Our ultimate, driving mandate at St. Michael’s Parish is to throw open the gates, run out into the streets, and bring the broken, the lost, and the weary home to the Father. We are called to be an evangelical force that actively rescues souls and crowds the pews of eternity. As we prepare to bring our tithes, our gifts, and our heavy burdens to this altar, we must look honestly at our own lives and answer the ultimate missionary charge: When you stand before the throne of God and look back at the life you lived, who will be standing there next to you because you had the courage to help make heaven crowded?

Beyond Secondhand Faith: The Honest Witness of Saint Thomas~The Rev Frank Bellino,OPI

Today, the liturgical color is red as we celebrate the Feast of Saint Thomas the Apostle. That red isn’t just a liturgical color; it is the color of fire, the color of the Holy Spirit, and the color of the blood spilled by the men who stood on the front lines to build the early Church. It represents the ultimate sacrifice of a soldier for Christ.

Now, history has given Thomas a raw deal. We call him “Doubting Thomas.” But as Dominicans—as members of the Order of Preachers—our entire mission is built on one word: Veritas. Truth. And when you look at Thomas through the lens of truth, you don’t see a cynic. You see a man who wanted a direct encounter. He didn’t want second-hand faith; he wanted to see the Master face-to-face.

When the other disciples told him, “We have seen the Lord,” Thomas stood his ground with absolute, unfiltered honesty. He wasn’t going to fake it. He refused to give a superficial nod to something his heart hadn’t reconciled.

Look at how Christ responds to that honesty in today’s Gospel. Jesus doesn’t cast him out. He doesn’t read him the riot act or lecture him for having questions. No—eight days later, Jesus walks right through the doors, stands in their midst, goes straight to Thomas, and meets him exactly where he is. He says, “Put your finger here and see my hands.”

Jesus offers His wounds. And what does Thomas do? He doesn’t even need to touch them. He falls to his knees and delivers the most powerful, absolute confession of faith in the entire New Testament: “My Lord and my God.”

In our first reading, Saint Paul tells the Ephesians—and he is telling us today at St. Michael’s—that we are “no longer strangers and sojourners, but you are fellow citizens with the holy ones and members of the household of God, built upon the foundation of the Apostles and Prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the capstone.”

Thomas is a cornerstone of that foundation. His struggle, his grit, and his fierce loyalty to the truth are part of the bedrock we stand on.

My friends, we live in a world filled with noise and uncertainty. In life, we face storms, trials, and moments where our faith is tested. Thomas teaches us that true integrity means bringing your questions directly to the feet of the Master. Christ can handle your doubts. What He wants is your heart—honest and true.

As we approach the altar today to receive the Holy Eucharist, we are encountering that very same Risen Christ. Let our prayer today be just as deep, just as bold, and just as faithful as Saint Thomas’s. When we look upon the Lord, let us say with absolute conviction: “My Lord and my God.”

Saint Thomas the Apostle, pray for us.

Guardians of the Flock, Travelers of the Truth: A Vigil Reflection on Saints Peter and Paul~The Rev Frank Bellino,OPI

The Vigil of the Solemnity of Saints Peter and Paul calls us to look deeply at the beautiful, often paradoxical ways God shapes a servant’s heart. Historically, these two giants represented two entirely different worlds: Peter, the Galilean fisherman who walked with Christ in the dust of Palestine, and Paul, the Roman citizen and Pharisee trained in the strict intellectual schools of Jerusalem. As a Dominican son of Saint Dominic, my own ministry is rooted in preaching the truth, but my soul resonates with how the Holy Spirit harmonized these distinct lives into a singular, foundational feast for the Church. Their lived realities mirror the very path I have walked—a reminder that God does not call the perfect, but historically and spiritually equips the broken, the tested, and the fiercely loyal, weaving their secular battles into holy vocations.

Spiritually, Saint Peter represents the steady, protective shepherd—a man of action, grit, and fierce loyalty who stood on the front lines, faced the storms of the Sea of Galilee, and was charged with guarding the flock. His life reminds me of the decades spent in uniform, standing as a line of defense for the community, where vigilance and a protector’s heart were required daily. Historically, Peter was the rock who held the early Jerusalem community together against fierce external pressures. Yet, Peter’s true spiritual strength came when he laid down his own armor to rely entirely on Christ’s mercy, a transformation that guides how I pastor St. Michael’s. It is the reminder that true authority in ministry is found not in worldly rank or administrative power, but in the humility of a shepherd’s care, walking among the people and binding up their wounds.

Saint Paul, on the other hand, is the untiring traveler and fierce defender of the faith. Historically, his missionary journeys transformed Christianity from a local movement into a universal faith, as he sailed across the Mediterranean, navigating shipwreck, betrayal, and Roman roads to build up the early communities. His tireless journeying speaks directly to my life as a travel advisor, where navigating the vastness of God’s creation is not just a profession, but a spiritual way to help others celebrate the gift of life and family. Paul’s ministry was one of constant movement, strategic order, and intentional detail, teaching us that whether we are crossing oceans or mentoring the next generation, every journey is an opportunity to witness to the Gospel.

Brought together in the ancient unity of the Old Catholic tradition, which treasures the undivided witness of the early Church, these two giants show us that a complete ministry requires both the steadfast guardian and the bold explorer. On this vigil, as I look out at our parish and think of my own long road—from the discipline of military and law enforcement command to the joyful logistics of journeying across the globe—I see how God used every chapter to prepare me for the altar. May we, like Peter, stand firm in our historical protection of the truth, and like Paul, never tire of seeking new spiritual horizons to proclaim the love of Christ. In Christ and Saint Dominic.

The Solemnity of Saint Peter and Paul, Apostles~The Very Rev Lady Sherwood,OPI

My dearest brothers and sisters in Christ,

​Grace and peace to you.

​Today, we gather as the church to celebrate the Solemnity of Saint Peter and Paul, Apostles and unmatched giants of the Christian faith. Though they were vastly different in temperament, background, and ministry, they stand together as twin pillars of the Church, bound by a shared devotion to our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.

​Peter was a simple fisherman from Galilee, a man of fierce loyalty but also of human frailty, who famously faltered and who denied Christ three times. Yet, it was to this flawed, passionate disciple that Christ said, “You are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church.”

Paul, on the other hand, was an intellectual scholar, a Roman citizen, and a zealot who once fiercely persecuted the early Church. His dramatic encounter with the risen Lord on the road to Damascus transformed him from Christ’s greatest adversary into the Apostle to the Gentiles.

​Their independent missions eventually brought them both to Rome, the heart of the empire, where their earthly journeys culminated in the ultimate sacrifice. According to historical tradition, both Apostles met their martyrdom between 64 and 67 AD during the brutal persecutions under Emperor Nero. Peter was sentenced to crucifixion but insisted on being turned upside down, declaring himself unworthy to die in the same manner as his Saviour. Paul, granted a swifter execution due to his Roman citizenship, was beheaded outside the city walls.

​Their deaths were not a defeat, but the final, crowning testament to the truth of the Resurrection. They poured out their lives completely so that the Gospel might reach the ends of the earth. Their enduring legacy reminds us that Christ uses our imperfections, transforms our darkest pasts, and calls each of us to be steadfast, courageous witnesses in our own generation.

​Let us pray:

​Almighty God, whose blessed Apostles Peter and Paul glorified you by their martyrdom: Grant that your Church, instructed by their teaching and example, may ever remain faithful to the foundations of the faith. Strengthen us to witness to your truth with the same courage and love they displayed, through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever.

​Amen.

That Does Not Compute~The Rt Rev Michael Beckett,OPI

 Y’all…those of you who are “of an age” may remember the television show, “Lost in Space” and the iconic robot that was a large part of the show.  There are a couple of things that the robot said that I distinctly remember.  One was, “Warning! Warning!  Danger Will Robinson!”  And the other is, “That does not compute.”  Now, this robot was, like most technology in the Science Fiction of the day, brilliant and knew most everything   For something to “not compute” whatever that something was really threw a wrench in the wringer and gave us a great deal of the plot of the show.  Today, the quote is used in everyday slang to express that a piece of information doesn’t make sense, is illogical, or flat-out contradicts the facts.

Those of us who try hard to live our lives as Jesus commanded us to live base our thoughts, actions, words, and deeds on the greatest commandments:  Love God with all that you are, and love people radically.  Sometimes, however, Jesus’s words  makes us scrunch up our brows and think, “That does not compute.”   Like the Gospel appointed for today:  Matthew 10:37-39 (NIV),  “Anyone who loves their father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves their son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.  Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me.  Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it.

Say what?  Whatever does this mean?  You say to me, you say, “But Jesus taught us to love and respect and honor our parents!  It’s even one of the Ten Commandments!”  And I’d say right back to you, “Yep.”

Earlier, Jesus has warned His disciples that He had come to bring a sword of division to Israel. This wasn’t a reference to violence or revolution, but to the separations that the gospel can cause. Those who refuse to accept Christ and his message of love and acceptance will hate and persecute those who believe (John 15:18–21). The division will take place even between immediate family members. Fathers and sons will turn on each other, as well mothers and daughters. The issue will be belief in Jesus Himself. Is He the Messiah, the Son of God? Is what he says right and true and good?  Those who refuse to acknowledge Him will reject those of their own family, who put their faith in Jesus and begin to follow His ways (1 Peter 4:3–4).

Jesus is demanding His rightful place in the hearts of His people.  Us.   We must love Him more than all others and demonstrate that  this is true, especially if we are forced to make a choice. This does not change Scripture’s demand that children honor their parents (Ephesians 6:2) and that parents provide for their children (Ephesians 6:4; 1 Timothy 5:8). Jesus does not say “do not love” those other people—what He says is that we ought to love God more.  And in so loving God more, in following his path, will folks be willing to lose connection to their family members, friends,  or political party in order to continue to follow Jesus and acknowledge to others that He is the Christ? 

Loving others is the second greatest commandment, but it is behind the first: to love God with everything we have (Matthew 22:34–40). In making this statement, Jesus continues to make the claim that He is God. Love and obedience to Him must come before obedience to any other person or group (Acts 5:29).

And how do we show that love?  That willingness to sacrifice it all for Jesus?  Be merciful.  Be kind.  Show love.  It’s pretty much one of the key recurring factors of Jesus’s ministry.  Love God.  Love people.  Love God.  Love people.

Again, Jesus tells us in John 13:34-35, “A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.  By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”    How do we show that love?  Again, Jesus tell us, and again, very specifically in Matthew 25:35-45:   For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in,  I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’   “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?  When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you?  When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’  “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’  And here’s the kicker, “Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.  For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink,  I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’   “They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’

45 “He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’

Makes ya think, huh?

The least of these….who then, are ‘the least of these’ in today’s society?   Probably those who make many of us uncomfortable.  The homeless?  People who are of a different color?  Sexual orientation?  Gender identity? Ethnicity? Any of those who are “other”?  Who are “the least of these” to you? 

Throughout his ministry, Jesus showed that he did, indeed, love everyone, even to the point of dying for their sins, but you know,  he went out of his way to intentionally help specific groups of people — the alienated, mistreated, and those facing injustice. 

We as Christians must recognize that our society today is filled with numerous groups and communities facing systemic oppression, and we must act. We must be willing to admit and address the complex realities within our world that create such problems,  and avoid the spiritual laziness that tempts us to rely on generic excuses and solutions.  There’s another meme that I’ve seen that says something like, “At times being a good Christian meant being a bad Roman.”  Things to ponder, no?  Loving as Jesus loved us is hard.   Loving Jesus more than anything and anyone is harder.

Christians do a disservice to the gospel message by removing the cultural context from Jesus’s ministry and watering down his message to one of religious platitudes. We like to generalize the words of Jesus and transform his life into a one-size-fits-all model that can apply to all of humanity.  He intentionally, purposefully, and passionately addressed very specific causes. He radically addressed the diverse and complicated conflicts of the time and shattered the status quo.  Are we, as Christians, not called to do the same?  By addressing racism, immigration, gender equality, gender expression, and a litany of other issues, we are following in the steps of Jesus.

Justice.  Mercy.  Kindness.  Love God.  Love people.

Amen.