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Come, Holy Spirit



6th Sunday in Easter 
Cycle C
https://bible.usccb.org/bible/readings/052525.cfm

Two weeks ago, 133 Cardinals filed into the Sistine Chapel in the
Vatican to select a new pope. As they took their places in a
space similar in size to St. Agnes, they chanted Veni Creator
Spiritus, Come, Holy Spirit. These men were from all over the
world, with a diversity of languages, perspectives, and theological
views. Yet they were tasked with getting a two thirds majority to
select someone to lead them. Can you imagine getting 133
people to come to an agreement on a leader? It seems
impossible, yet they within two days and four rounds of voting, we
saw white smoke and heard the announcement: habemus papum!
We have a pope.

For decades, people have said, “it is impossible to elect an
American pope. It will never happen.” Yet here we are. The Holy
Spirit—which the cardinals invoked before they began—is the
doer of impossible deeds.
As we approach the feast of Pentecost, which we will celebrate in
two weeks, the Church’s attention turns to the Holy Spirit, the
Third Person of the Trinity.
In today’s Gospel reading which comes from the Last Supper,
Jesus promises his followers that he will not leave us alone after
his ascension. He is sending another advocate—the so-called

Paraclete. He says, “The Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the
Father will send in my name, will teach you everything and remind
you of all that I told you.”
This promise comes true at Pentecost, and we continue to see
the workings of the spirit in the Acts of the Apostles. In the first
reading, we heard about the resolution of a difficult
question—how to integrate non-Jews into the Christian
movement. In their message to the Gentiles, the apostles said, “It
is the decision of the Holy Spirit and of us” to exempt Gentiles
from the Laws of Moses, with three exceptions.
In Acts, the Apostles invoke the Holy Spirit when deciding who
should replace Judas as the twelfth apostle, in ordaining the first
seven deacons, and calling on the spirit to empower them to
preach and to perform miracles. The Holy Spirit fills these early
followers with power, confidence, and the ability to do impossible
deeds, like spread the Good News while the Roman Empire
wants to kill them.

So, what does this have to do with us? Like the Apostles, we
often find ourselves in impossible situations or stuck in places that
we think we cannot get out of. Like the Cardinals, we are called
on to make difficult decisions where there does not appear to be a
straightforward choice.
A former president of the University of Notre Dame, Fr. Ted
Hesburgh, said that whenever he needed to make a difficult
speech or do something that felt beyond him, he would pray a
simple prayer of three words, “Come, Holy Spirit.”

Our former pastor, Fr. Nelson, spoke at his 25 th anniversary of
ordination last week about his terror of preaching. How, at his first
mass as a transitional deacon, he literally sweat enough for a
puddle to form at his feet. After mass, he locked himself in his
room and prayed to God to help him. He surrendered himself to
the Holy Spirit. He said that he has never had difficulty since that
experience.

The Holy Spirit gives us the ability to forgive people. To pray for
our enemies. To reconcile apparently unreconcilable differences.
The Holy Spirit is here with us to call upon. He surrounds us, He
hears us, and is within us. Indeed, we remember the story of
Creation when God the Father created the first human beings by
crafting us out of mud and reached down and breathed the breath
of life—the Holy Spirit—into their nostrils.
Just as a side note: I am using the pronoun ‘He’ for the Holy
Spirit, because He is a person in the Holy Trinity. God does not
have a gender, though the Father and Son, the other two persons
of the Trinity, have gendered titles.
The Holy Spirt is the principle of life and is as close to us as our
breath. The breath of God moves in us as our lungs fill and
empty, fill and empty, on and on. But we are usually oblivious to
His presence.

If you are looking for a new form of prayer, I encourage the
mindful practice of following your breath. This is a way of clearing
our minds and hearts, and returning to the starting and ending

place of our life—our breathing—this is a way to notice God’s
presence around us and within us. And while you breath, repeat
the prayer, “Come, Holy Spirit.”
You may find that this practice opens you to God in a new way.
The Holy Spirit guides us in ways that are not practical nor always
rational. God moves us into spaces where the end is not
apparent. These are places that can be uncertain or scary, but
they are places of growth and enrichment, places where we
become more fully ourselves. More fully who God created us and
is creating us to be.
Embrace that uncertainty, take a step, and see where it leads
you. And continue to pray the prayer, “Come, Holy Spirit.”
As the Holy Spirit guided our cardinals to pick our new pope, let
us pray that we are also guided in our own lives, in the way that
we listen, discern, and act.

Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful and kindle in them
the fire of your love. Send forth your Spirit and they shall be
created. And You shall renew the face of the earth O, God, who
by the light of the Holy Spirit, did instruct the hearts of the faithful,
grant that by the same Holy Spirit we may be truly wise and ever
enjoy His consolations, Through Christ Our Lord, Amen.

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