When I think of James and John, affectionately nicknamed by Jesus as “the Sons of Thunder,” I often think of the story in which they (or their mother, depending on the version) petition Jesus for the right to sit at his right side and at his left, when he comes into his kingdom. It is easy for me to imagine them jostling each other back and forth, and the other disciples making offended noises at their audacity. I imagine them as young and lighthearted; competitive, loud and confident, but also very naive. They love Jesus and are faithful, but also they have no earthly clue what they are asking, or what will be asked of them.

But James, our patron saint, was also one of the three friends whom Jesus chose to witness the Transfiguration. Even though the three still probably didn’t understand what they were seeing, or what it meant, I am certain that experience changed them, and prepared them for the challenges that lay ahead.

Eventually James, like John the Baptist, was beheaded by Herod; he was the first of the apostles to suffer death for the sake of Christ and the Gospel. Indeed he did drink the cup that Jesus drank, though not at all how he imagined.

Imagine your own discipleship, and the things you asked or imagined of God when you were a ‘newborn’ in Christ. New faith is often full of energy and zeal; it is only with time walking alongside Christ – in the day to day activities of life; the ups and downs; the wonders and disappointments; the challenges and sorrows – that we begin to really understand what it means to be called to drink the cup that Jesus drinks.

As we look towards the year ahead – a year sure to be filled with many changes – I pray that our patron will intercede for us to have the courage and the faith that he did; to walk alongside Christ in love and discipleship; to witness the Gospel and to share the cup of suffering as well as of triumph and joy.

Mother Amanda

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One of the things I love most about being a parish priest is getting to meet so many different kinds of people. I love hearing their stories, but – even more – I love the stories BEHIND the stories. I love discovering the beautiful humanity underneath the outward appearances; the glorious golden threads that make people who they truly are. These are often the things – paradoxically – that we try to hide from others; the things we often call our ‘faults’ or ‘flaws.’ They may also be the things only God and the people who love us most get to see. It is a rare and special gift for me that I get to see them too, sometimes.

I’ve learned from listening to the stories beneath the stories, that one of the things many of us share is a sense that we are not special, nor important. We do not truly believe that we can make any sort of difference in the world; that even the things we might be good at are not good enough; that since we cannot be the best at whatever it is that brings us joy, we should probably not tell people about it, because when they find out we aren’t the best, it will be embarrassing.

What makes me sad about this is that if everyone thinks this way, and everyone gives up on the things that bring them joy, there will be less art in the world; less beauty; less song; less prayer; less love. In a world that is burning out of control with evil and hatred and ugliness, we need every refreshing drop of beauty we can manage. Even if it feels like one tiny drop in the ocean, I am convinced that the little we each contribute makes all difference in the world.

If we truly believe what we proclaim – that God can do INFINITELY more than we can ask or imagine – then we must have faith that the tiny drop of joy, compassion, love, beauty, we each contribute will be magnified infinitely more in God’s hands, and used to help heal the world God loves so very much.

Mother Amanda

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