Father Cummings Homilies
Excerpts


Making God the Joy of Our Soul

In my God is the joy of my soul. This line sums up all the sentiments that should be in our hearts today. Great joy, because God is coming very soon to enter into our souls. The Savior, by becoming man, united Himself to each of us. This is what Advent is, a time of hope, a time of joy, a time of purification. This joy of union with God depends not only upon the fact that a Savior was sent, but that we have a soul that was made in the image of God, and naturally seeks union with God. "Our hearts are restless 'til they rest in Thee." (St. Augustine)

Many today have ceased to ask the question from the psalm, What is man that Thou art mindful of Him? Our greatness lies in the fact that we alone, of all visible creatures, have an invisible soul. We alone are enough like God, to be made for Him. What a mistake it would be, therefore, and what a tragedy it has been, to try to emancipate ourselves from God. This is death to all that is noble in us. Ah, what a choice we have! We either answer the call to be more than man is, to be elevated by grace, or we sink back down even to the point of inhumanity. We are ordered to this glory, but how to attain it? We need God to reach down from Heaven and take us up to Himself. This is the joyful message, the wonderful enactment that Christmas is about. A Savior is born to you who is Christ the Lord. He is the Son of the Most High and yet His mother is one of us. And that is the key to our liberation, that is the Incarnation.

Christ, therefore, opened the way to Heaven. His infinitely abject humility by becoming man, mirrors the ascent that is our destiny. He poured out upon the soul of all those who obey Him, His very own Spirit, His very own life. God is not stingy with His gift of the Spirit but are we not often lacking in generosity in return? We seek to be happy, and yet the only source of happiness, the Heavenly Father, the infinite God, we tend to ignore and disobey.

So as Christmas approaches, my brothers and sisters, Christ once again calls out, Open your hearts! I have come to cast fire upon the earth and how I wish it were burning already! The fire of Divine Charity in the souls of all the elect! St. Paul reminds us, your souls were made for higher things, for converse with angels, your ears were made for beautiful sounds, not for vulgar things. Your minds were made to contemplate the mysteries of God, to know things that are eternal, so why fret over things that will be forgotten in a month. Grace gives life to your spirit. Do you delicately protect it from every attack and seek to build it up? More than simply protecting the gift that is within us, we have to stir it up into a strong blaze. How do we do this if it is all a gift from God?

St. Paul tells us, Pray without ceasing. Prayer is the answer. It's the voicing of our hope for union with Him. It's the constant striving for the things that are above. It's to gaze Heavenward like a fledgling bird that can't yet fly on it's own. It's to raise up our heart and mind and soul to God in earnest, longing to see His face. Never think of prayer as a mere obligation, it's not a few words we owe to God. It's not words at all. It's making God the joy of our soul.