Setting the Stage

03/20/2016

The pilgrims make their way to Jerusalem, a crowded place during Passover Week, as Jesus rides into town.

Today’s video describes the scene for Holy Week.

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Thanks for taking some of your precious time today to read and listen to my thoughts. My commitment during Lent 2016 is to post a daily video reflection to help you and me on our walk through the season and toward Easter Sunday. I will also explore other matters of faith and also health and fitness to keep us fit for the journey. Click here for my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/davekwiecinski

I appreciate your help and encouragement. Please let me know how I can help you. This is something I’ve been called to do for some time. I’m finally embracing it. Father, forgive me for procrastinating.

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Donal Trump, Chicago’s Blackhawks and Rioters Are Just Like You and Me

03/13/2016

The Chicago Blackhawks, my favorite professional team playing my favorite sport — hockey — act like human beings, lose badly, and I get pissed off at them.

Rioters and protesters shut down a political event in the city of Chicago and I get all bent out of shape.

A man attempts to launch an assault on Donald Trump at one of his rallies and we see a vulnerable, human side of him. And ponder along with him whether the run for the White House is worth the sizable risk.

An infant girl dies. A father posts the horribly sad details and share a family photo. Amidst the heartbreaking sadness, there is a beauty in all of it… truly a peace that passes all understanding.

Hear me talk about all of it:

 

These are the events that occur in a period of 15 or 16 hours of my life. And I slept for seven of those hours!

All the events tie together. They are all part of this grand human experience. There’s a reason for everything.

And there’s an inevitability that we will experience pain, suffering, heartbreak, anger, annoyance, sadness.

And death.

It’s because we are human, imperfect, and finite.

It’s all a metaphor for Lent.

We are brought into this world. As Christians, we have a role to play in the world. As humans, we experience an imperfect existence. We will endure hardship of one sort or another. We will suffer. Our hearts will be broken, because we are loving creatures. And we will die.

For what?

Because we are imperfect. Because the world is imperfect. Because the real call… the true call… is to become holy as Jesus is holy so that we can enter heaven.

Remember, the one who dies with the most dies doesn’t win. It’s the person who dies with a heart full of love who wins.

The suffering perfects us. Like iron strengthens iron, suffering strengthens the human spirit.

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Thanks for taking some of your precious time today to read and listen to my thoughts. My commitment during Lent 2016 is to post a daily video reflection to help you and me on our walk through the season and toward Easter Sunday. I will also explore other matters of faith and also health and fitness to keep us fit for the journey. Click here for my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/davekwiecinski

I appreciate your help and encouragement. Please let me know how I can help you. This is something I’ve been called to do for some time. I’m finally embracing it. Father, forgive me for procrastinating.


Speeding and Sinning

04/19/2015

We live in a unique area here at the northeast tip of Lake County, Illinois. Drive due south along picturesque Sheridan Road and it’s a 50-mile city and suburban drive to Chicago and parts south of the city. Drive due north along Sheridan Road and it’s a city and suburban drive 50 miles north to Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Can’t drive east. Lake Michigan gets in the way.

But drive five miles due west and you’re in the middle of pasture, horses, and farmland.

This morning, I needed the wide open spaces.

We were late for church. We’re Kwiecinskis. We’re late for almost everything, much to my wife’s chagrin (poor Kathy; she obviously was not born a Kwiecinski). St. Patrick’s is south and west of us.

To make matters worse, Martha and I were scheduled to read. Mass was going to start in 20 minutes. It’s a 9-mile drive if we stroll through the country, only 8 miles if we head south on Sheridan. But the shorter route is the city route. Lots of traffic lights. Slower speed limits. More traffic.

The choice was obvious. Head for the wide open spaces and pray for no squad cars.

As we’re careening southward on Kilbourne Road, I’m thinking about the second reading. The reading I was going to be reading.

My children, I am writing this to you
so that you may not commit sin.
But if anyone does sin, we have an Advocate with the Father,
Jesus Christ the righteous one.
He is expiation for our sins,
and not for our sins only but for those of the whole world.
The way we may be sure that we know him is to keep
his commandments.
Those who say, “I know him,” but do not keep his commandments
are liars, and the truth is not in them.
But whoever keeps his word,
the love of God is truly perfected in him. – 1 John 2:1-5a

“What happens if I get tagged for speeding? We’re two minutes from church. One of us needs to be there in two minutes. If a cop starts following us, he can arrest me at church.”

Yes, I’m actually thinking this on the way to church.

So we don’t get stopped, we get to church (in two minutes), plenty of time to prepare before Mass begins, all good.

Was speeding to church sinful? Was I being a hypocrite?

Are we all liars who do not carry the truth inside us?

Or does God already understand that about us?

(And as I’m putting the finishing touches on this, watching the Blackhawks vs. Nashville playoff game, you can only imagine the sins spewing outta my mouth…)

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Thanks for taking some of your precious time today to read my thoughts. My intention, beginning Friday, April 17, 2015, is to post a brief, daily meditation based on the readings from the day’s Catholic liturgy. I would appreciate your help and encouragement. This is something I’ve been called to do for some time. I’m finally embracing it. Father, forgive me for procrastinating.


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