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Pentecost Sunday and Us Catholics

By Noel Ihebuzor

Last Sunday was Pentecost Sunday, and our Parish Priest gave a powerful and moving homily. This was preceded by a praise worship session where we intoned the song – “Send your power, we pray thee, O Lord, send down your spirit, we say Amen….” The congregation was moved, and the homily, with its exhortation on the need to come together in a spirit of true fellowship, was powerfully moving. I was moved.

But I expected more, and perhaps for very personal and idiosyncratic reasons. I had expected him to challenge the Catholic faithful to break away from the shackles of fear and reject the debilitating culture of silence that keeps us mute in the face of abuse, maladministration, and betrayal of trust by political leaders. I had also hoped that his homily would weave in Prophet Isaiah’s liberation message (Isaiah 6), together with the calls for social justice from Prophet Amos and his condemnation of the exploitation of the poor.

Was I right to expect this from a Pentecost Sunday homily? I believe I was. Pentecost symbolizes the Spirit giving people courage and voice, the emergence of communal solidarity, and the use of that solidarity to call for justice openly and without fear. Such calls can inspire nonviolent witness and organized action for the common good.

Before Pentecost, Christ’s followers were marked by fear. Then came Pentecost: the chains of fear were broken, and the once fearful rose with courage to speak up and speak out, to the amazement of the public.

Yet the meaning and symbolism of speaking out extend far beyond the reversal of the Tower of Babel and the miracle of many languages. Pentecost signifies much more.

First, it marks the giving of the Holy Spirit, which in Catholic understanding enables believers to speak boldly and bear public witness. This sacramental and charismatic empowerment is often understood as a call to move from private faith to public engagement.

Secondly, for those who feel voiceless, Pentecost’s image of tongues of fire and speech in many languages reminds us that God equips ordinary people to communicate truth across divides and to name injustice in ways others can hear.

Finally, the feast and the homily preached to celebrate it can therefore be understood as both spiritual encouragement and a theological warrant for ethically speaking out against social evils rather than remaining silent.

We must always remind ourselves that Catholic social teaching links human dignity, solidarity, and the common good (John 10:10). The outpouring of the Spirit on Pentecost should be seen as a spiritual transfusion, empowering Catholics to develop the courage needed to help create communities where protection of the poor and resistance to structures that harm them become defining features.

By implication, Pentecost should embolden us to speak out against all those whose actions violate the principle of the common good. The need for such bold witness is particularly acute in contexts where public funds are abused and institutions fail. Pentecost can therefore reframe protest and advocacy as communal, faith-rooted obligations aimed at protecting the vulnerable and reclaiming public life for just ends.

Let me end by reaffirming the obvious: Pentecost gives Catholics both the inner courage to speak and the communal framework to act. It sanctifies public engagement by making speaking out a form of Christian witness aimed at restoring dignity and the common good in a society weakened by corruption and silence. Seen in this way, using a homily to invite Catholics to speak up against injustice becomes both a social and spiritual obligation, and indeed, an elevating one.

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In Quiet places is the Lord to be found….in and with true faith is His presence felt

God was not in the thunder, he was not in the noise, nor in all the razmataz…..no, He was in the calm whisper of the gentle breeze! Message? Our God is around us and if we find Him not, it is because we are because we are looking for Him in the wrong places and looking for wrong signs of His presence.

He is to beheld in and with and through faith. Peter did and walked on water. When he allowed his faith to desert him, he started to sink.

May genuine faith that finds expression in simple acts and in moments of reflective silence be ours today and always.

https://bible.usccb.org/bible/readings/080920.cfm

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A song for Susan

Noel Ihebuzor

Something touches a key.

The touched key comes alive and moves,

humming stroking and caressing,

 

Soon, it blends notes and nuances,

nudges other senses to move and dance,

like alija, like nubile hips stirrred by ngelenge,

 

suddenly the soft shadows of a new song emerge,

fleeting inchoate,

some gentle touch by the potter,

and the new song explodes,

 

reason, rhythm and rhyme join hands

skipping along, spraying flowers,

red roses sing along

softliest and are heard most,

 

purple hibiscus, furl and unfurl,

hum shyly and wave

Rosemaries, Queens of the night

Explode and lather the awakened day

 

The aroused frame

whetted ears and noses aflame

with message laden bouquets

 

dripping deep messages,carousing

that caress our aroused eyes and ears –

with the beauty of Susan’s Poetry,

coated in the dazzling polysemy of an engaged voice.

 

****This is a piece I scribbled for Susan Daniels, my duet partner on Feb 15, 2013. Saw it in my archives this morning. Long may she live. Long may her poetry flourish!

Posted in Poetry

The Winning Mind

The mind that wills will win

willing is the wheel of winning

The mind that wills wilts not

weaning itself away from the whims of mere wishing

it conceives, believes,

engages and achieves

A mind that wins wills.

 

Imaginative, driven

fired by belief and faith

it aligns itself to

the wheel and will of the maker,

to the  wisdom of the creator

who lights  the path, the rivers,

the hills and valleys through

which we all transient wayfarers trudge and  journey

the winning mind wills itself to wade through

highs and lows

morally high, like Kant

avoiding cant and can’t

to win a crown

in the end,

at the two ends

Posted in Poetry

A song of Faith and Hope

By Noel Ihebuzor

When you find yourself before the day, a day 

darkened by crisis

your road blocked by obstacles, slippery and forbidding

…blinding and obstructing

the path of faith

will lead us to the fair and feast

of supreme joy

that God prepares for us.

 

Be confident

No need for despair

Believe in His cross of wood

 

Even if sleepless night blight your path

Even if ferocious dogs bark loud

And cold freezes your soul

And warm bitter tears of despair

prepare to unleash with the force of a tsunami

and anguish inundates and threatens to wash you away

 

Even if the terrors of the night seek to drown you

as they frighten your dreams soaking them in clammy sweat

even if the world threatens to fall apart

and suck you in and under

be confident child of faith

stand up, child

say No, and kick back the incipient despair

re-conceive your savior

your king, his laws, so simple

faith, hope and charity

be strong and steadfast and believe

be steadfast and re-launch yourself

upright on his path

your eyes fixed on heavenly things

contemplate his light that illuminates

in the rays of the sun

His reassuring caress in the soft smile of the moon

the shining stars his priceless pearls

 

Behold His glory, drink from the endless bounty of the joy

He freely bestows, without limits, across and beyond borders,

Without equal

on this day born of faith

this joyous day of Easter and for always

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