Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time

Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time

October 28, 2018

October is almost over and so, gratefully, is the baseball season.  So it seems an appropriate time to quote one of baseball’s greatest, Lawrence Peter Berra, better known as Yogi Berra, who often said, “Sometimes you can see a whole lot of things just by looking.”  And I would add, “Sometimes you can see a whole lot more by looking rightly.”

To look rightly is to look with eyes of wonder.  Far too often we look with the eyes of familiarity and we no longer see the wonder of life.  How many sunrises and full moons go unnoticed? How often we taken for granted that cup of coffee and the companionship of a faithful friend!  Until the familiar is no more. So what a day it must have been for the Israelites, when God welcomed them home after their long exile, opening their eyes to see the wonder of their home once again.  They would be reunited with their family and tribe scattered all over the know world, see the comforting landscape of their homeland once again. That which was at one time so familiar became wonder, again.  It was a day, the psalmist sings to us, that felt like a dream. To see through the eyes of wonder.

Sometimes we look through the eyes of anger.  Nothing distorts our sight more than anger. Anger may well be justified, born out the bitterness of grief or the experience of injustice.  Yet, we are reminded in our scriptures that like the high priests chosen from among them who knew their weakness and sin, so can Jesus the Christ, the Incarnate Son of God, know us.  God “gets” us. Our God enters our anger, our frustrations, our bitterness and helps us to look with eyes of mercy, not anger, and see so much more.

And sometimes we look with eyes of prejudice.  Hidden, almost imperceptible, at times, prejudice distorts our vision.  Our experiences or lack of experiences blinds us from blessings of stories eager to unfold. Until we look at the world through another’s eyes, to know what they know, feel what they feel, taste what they have tasted in life, we cannot truly see others as our brothers and sisters.  Even the blind beggar was ignored and shunned by the crowd until Jesus saw him through the eyes of love.

Yes, Yogi, sometimes you can see a whole lot of things just by looking.  And sometimes you can see a whole lot more by looking rightly, through eyes of wonder and mercy and love.


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