Moving from a modest hope to a great hope
10/29/2019
Romans 8:18-25 Brothers and
sisters: I consider that the sufferings of this present time are as nothing
compared with the glory to be revealed for us. For creation awaits with eager
expectation the revelation of the children of God; for creation was made subject
to futility, not of its own accord but because of the one who subjected it, in
hope that creation itself would be set free from slavery to corruption and
share in the glorious freedom of the children of God. We know that all creation
is groaning in labor pains even until now; and not only that, but we ourselves,
who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, we also groan within ourselves as we
wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies. For in hope we were saved. Now
hope that sees for itself is not hope. For who hopes for what one sees? But if
we hope for what we do not see, we wait with endurance.
Of the three theological virtues of
faith, hope and charity (love), it seems the virtue of hope tends to get
short-shrift. We hear a lot more sermons and soundbites on faith and love, and
hardly any ink is spilled on the virtue of hope. Maybe that’s one reason on
November 30, 2007 Pope Benedict XVI felt the need to write a lengthy encyclical
on the virtue of hope called “Spe salvi” which is Latin and means “in hope we
are saved.” That’s a quotation from Romans 8:24, taken from our first reading
today. The fundamental thesis of the pope’s letter on hope can be summed up in
this one line: “the one who hopes lives differently” (no. 2). To illustrate the
radical difference living with hope makes, Benedict related the story of a
Sudanese saint canonized by his predecessor, Pope Saint John Paul II.
The pope emeritus wrote: “I am
thinking of the African Josephine Bahkita, canonized by Pope John Paul II. She
was born around 1869 – she herself did not know the precise date – in Darfur in
Sudan. At the age of nine she was kidnapped by slave-traders, beaten till she
bled, and sold five times in the slave-markets of Sudan. Eventually she found
herself working as a slave for the mother and the wife of a general, and there
she was flogged every day till she bled; as a result of this she bore 144 scars
throughout her life.
“Finally, in 1882, she was bought
by an Italian merchant for the Italian consul Callisto Legnani, who returned to
Italy as the Mahdists advanced. Here, after terrifying ‘masters’ had owned her
up to that point Bakhita came to know a totally different kind of ‘master’ – in
Venetian dialect, which she was now learning, she used the name ‘paron’ for the
living God, the God of Jesus Christ.” Think of the word “paron” as the
equivalent of the Spanish word “patron” meaning “bossman.” Some Mexican
restaurants are called “Patron.”
The pope continued: “Up to that
time she had known only masters who despised and maltreated her, or at best
considered her a useful slave. Now, however, she heard there is a ‘paron’ above
all masters, the Lord of all lords, and that this Lord is good, goodness in
person. She came to know that this Lord even knew her, that he created her –
that he actually loved her. She, too, was loved, by none other than the supreme
‘Paron,’ before whom all other masters are themselves no more than lowly
servants. She was known and loved and she was awaited…Now she had ‘hope’ – no
longer simply the modest hope of finding a master who would be less cruel, but
the great hope: ‘I am definitively loved and whatever happens to me, I am
awaited by this Lord. And so my life is good.’
“On 9 January 1890, she was
baptized and confirmed and received her first Holy Communion from the hands of
the Patriarch of Venice. On 8 December 1896, in Verona, she took her vows in
the Congregation of the Canossian Sisters and from that time onward, besides
her work in the sacristy and in the porter’s lodge in the convent, she made
several journeys around Italy in order to promote the missions: the liberation
that she had received through her encounter with the God of Jesus Christ, she
felt had to be extended, it had to be handed on to others, to the greatest
possible number of people…this hope had to reach many, to reach everybody.” As
I was reading the pope’s encyclical, it seemed the Holy Father, too, felt the
same urgency to spread the spirit of hope in order to reach many, in order to
reach everybody. Why? Well, when our hope is rooted in God, we live
differently.
The phrase that jumped out at me in
the pope’s writing was the contrast between a “modest hope” and a “great hope.”
That’s what I would like you to take with you today and chew on. Ask yourself:
do I live with merely a modest hope of meager happiness and fulfillment, or do
I harbor a great hope in my heart for infinite happiness and satisfaction?
Sometimes the difficulties of life beat us down like the blows of the masters
beat down the spirit of Saint Bahkita. That is until she found a new Paron,
namely, Jesus Christ, in whom Bakhita found a great hope.
My friends, I would suggest to you
our hopes will only reach as high as the bossman, the paron, the patron, we are
working for. What do I mean? If those you are trying to please are on earth,
then your hope will be earthly. But if the One you are trying to please is in
heaven, then your hope will reach as high as heaven, where the One who loves is
in waiting for us. The greatness of our hope is always bound up with the greatness
of our Bossman.
Praised be Jesus
Christ!