Once again, I have a movie trivia question for you. This time it’s about “Gone with the Wind.” My question is: what are perhaps the three most quoted lines from the movie version of “Gone with the Wind?”
I don’t know if a formal survey has ever been taken, but I’d guess they would include:
● Rhett Butler’s “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn,“
● Or how about: “I don’t know nothin’ ’bout birthin’ no babies,”
● As for the third one, I’d offer Scarlett’s usual response to problems: “Fiddle-de-dee, I’ll think about that tomorrow.” It’s this last one I want to take as the quote for today’s gospel message. In a time of crisis, there may be a little of Scarlett O’Hara in each of us; the tendency to say, “I’ll think about that tomorrow.”
But the message Jesus gives us in the two brief parables in today’s reading urges another course of action. It seems to me that Jesus is urging his disciples to plan ahead; to take stock of where they are, where they want to go; and plan how they want to get there. At the same time, Jesus seems to be saying that it’s not enough for me to plan my own future without taking into account what God has planned for me. What I hear in the three readings for today is “What God intends for me is greater than what I could ever imagine.” But in order for it to come about, I need to work with him and to plan my actions with him in mind.
It’s this relationship between God’s plans and my plans I’d like for us to think about. Although God is always with us, and helps us when we really need his help, I believe there are times when he wants us to do our own planning. Maybe some examples from daily life might help explain what I mean.
The first one is for parents with little kids – kids who like play-dough. How many times have you had to pick it up and put the lid back on the can so it wouldn’t dry out? Little Suzie or Johnny always expect it’ll be ready for use the next time they want to play with it. Is it always mommy’s or daddy’s job to put it away? Or someday, do little Suzie or Johnny have to learn that they need to plan to put away the play-dough the right way, if they want it to work the next time?
Or what about teenagers and the family car? How many, teeage drivers believe gasoline magically appears in the tank? When they get their own car, they quickly learn they’ll run out of gas unless they, themselves, fill it up. What single person doesn’t wish that the refrigerator gets stocked by magic; but know that unless you do it yourself, you’ll go hungry – or make-do with another dinner of peanut-butter on stale crackers.
We’re all use to needing to plan in our day-to-day lives. We all need to think about our goals: whether it’s usable play-dough, gasoline in the car, or food for dinner. But what about my life as a Christian? Should I plan for that or should I leave it all up to God? For an answer to that one, let’s take a closer look at today’s gospel.
In the first story, we heard Jesus tell his disciples about the need for a person who wants to build a tower, to plan first, before even starting the job. Wouldn’t you agree he was telling them that if they wanted to follow him they had to plan first? Jesus did not tell his listeners not to build the tower; what he urged them to do was to plan before they got too involved.
How many of us say “yes” to something, and then almost immediately regret we said “yes?”
How many of us would do well to plan how we want to follow Christ before we start to build our tower for him? What about those who have already begun to follow him into battle? Before each engagement, before each new struggle, am I called to consider how l should act, what I should do?
The first story about the tower seems to be for those about to become followers of Christ. The second story seems, to me, to be for those who have started on the way and who need to maintain their Christian journey. Both kinds of disciples need to plan.
Jesus does not say it will be easy to follow him. In fact, he assures us of the very opposite. It will be hard. It will be like carrying a cross. We will need to give up former relationships and material possessions. But before we do any of this, before we immediately agree to give up what we have, we must consider what we are giving up; and what we require for the journey. We need to plan. The question then becomes: how do I go about planning?
First of all, we should make God part of that planning. Our first reading today from the Book of Wisdom tells us why we have to start with God. The translation from the New Jerusalem Bible for today’s First Reading says: “Who’ can know the intentions of God? Who can divine the will of the Lord? … It is hard enough for us to work out what is on earth, laborious to know what lies within our reach; … as for your intention, who could have learned it, had you not granted Wisdom and sent your holy spirit from above?“
It would seem that each of us should listen to the Holy Spirit sent by God to learn what God has in mind for us and where he wants us to go. I need to look at where I’ve been in order to see where the Lord is leading me.
With the beginning of September, this might be a good time for each of us to reflect on where the Lord is calling us and to plan for the future. For me, September, not January, is the begining of the year. Now is the time for fresh starts. It’s probably a result of school starting; and the fact that for my entire life I’ve been tuned-in with the academic year.
In preparing this homily, it occurred to me that most of you know very little about my life outside of Sunday homilies. I got to thinking that if I’m going to urge you to reflect on how the Lord has entered your life and to plan for the future with him, maybe I should let you know something about how he’s entered my life. Looking back on that life, I would never have dared plan-out the career and the spiritual life I’ve been given.
My first intention was to be a high school science teacher. So I went to Kent State University and earned a B.S. in Education and a B.S. in Chemistry. During my student teaching, I quickly discovered I enjoyed teaching and helping others to learn; but I wasn’t interested in spending 90% of my effort motivating kids who didn’t want to be there in the first place. So instead of teaching in high school, I went to Cornell University for a Ph.D. in Biochemistry, so I could become a college professor. And then I discovered it wasn’t enough to have a doctorate to teach in a college; you need to do post-doctoral research, first.
In the meantime, Karen and I had married and begun our family. We moved with our daughter from Upstate New York to Hanover, New Hampshire, where I spent two years in basic research at the Dartmouth Medical School. It was there I learned you weren’t supposed to stay where you did your post-doctoral training and so: Karen, our daughter, our new son and I moved from New Hampshire to Corvallis, Oregon where Oregon State University is located. That turned out to be a disaster and so, two years later, along with a second son, we five moved from Oregon to Maryland, where I became an administrator with the National Institutes of Health.
Five years later we moved to Amherst, Massachusetts, where I was Dean for Research at the University of Massachusetts, until nine years ago when we moved to Houston. I’m now an administrator with Baylor College of Medicine.
What does this all have to do with God’s plan and my plans? Well, my plans said I was suppose to be a high school science teacher or a professor in some small college. That hasn’t happened. Instead, the Lord took my desire for teaching and urged me, much against my plans, to be a CCD teacher at the high school level. That’s how he kept me involved in the church.
And later, when I was a university administrator who wanted to help college students, he convinced me I should get involved with the Newman Center. When we moved to Houston, it was the Lord who reminded me that, if we couldn’t have hills, we could afford the trees in the FM 1960 area, if not the ones near the Texas Medical Center. That brought us to Good Shepherd. The Lord next introduced me to Marriage Encounter and showed me that if I could no longer be with young people in a Newman Center, Karen and I could be with them by giving ME Weekends.
The Marriage Encounter experiences opened up the Lord to me in entirely new ways and gave me a new understanding of what “feelings” were all about. The Lord finally moved from my head to my heart. The call to the Permanent Diaconate was the next step. And here I am today: talking about planning!
Thirty years ago when I planned to be a high school teacher in Ohio, I would never have imagined I’d be preaching to a congregation in Houston, Texas. Yet each step along the way was a “logical” next step. I could have said “yes” or “no.” I could stay where I was, or I could move on. Each time I chose to move on,
For me, and for Karen, that usually meant a physical move from one part of the country to another. But sometimes moving-on can be going from one situation to another, from one relationship to another, from one activity to another. For each of us, it means that I need to reflect on where I am now, on where the Lord has brought me, and on where the Lord wants me to go. It also means I need to pray. And often it also means I must plan when I’m going to pray. Finding time to be with God, to listen to his plans, does not just happen. Prayer is like building that tower – a tower to God. It, too, demands my planning and my attention,
When given the opportunity to plan with God about our life with him, a few of us may respond like Rhett Butler and say: “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn” and so give up without starting. Others may become apprehensive and say: “I don’t know nothin’ ‘bout birthin’ no babies” and begin to reflect but fail to learn anything new about where the Lord is leading us. But I hope that none of us will be like Scarlett, who takes the easy way out by saying: “I’ll think about that tomorrow.” Unless we’re willing to listen to the Lord, to plan with him, and to act on those plans, our dreams – and his for us – can be “Gone with the Wind.”
Twenty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time; September 7, 1986
Wis 9:13-18; Phil 9-10, 12-17; Lk 14:25-33
{Not everyone agrees with the approach I took. The following note, dated 9-12-86, was placed in my box at CGS: “Pat – PLEASE refrain from any profanity in your homilies. Surely in the pew of the church our ears should and could be spared this. Can we not bring our-selves and our children to our house of worship secure in the knowledge that we will not be offended in any unnecessary way. (It is not cool as you think) (over) On the plus side it is good to hear personal stories from the homilist to help us relate to one another. Thanks for sharing. ….. Just a view from the pew.”}