Sixteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time
Pilgrimages have been an essential part of the religious lives of people for a very long time. From ancient times up to the present day men and women have chosen to travel to special “holy” sites whether it be Jerusalem or Rome, Fatima or Lourdes, Mexico City or Santiago de Compostela in Spain --- men and women have been spending both time and treasure seeking out these unique places.
Yet, while on the surface it might seem that these holy pilgrimages are all about the “destination” --- all about the final goal --- true pilgrims know this is not really true, not really an accurate reflection of the true purpose of such an endeavor. Rather, the true purpose is the journey itself, the path --- and the transformation that often takes place in the process. Pilgrims often tell story after story about the journey itself, story after story about the towns along the way, or the places they stayed at, or most importantly, the people they met along the way.
Put another way --- the God they hoped to encounter, the God they hoped to grow closer to, was not found just at the end of the pilgrimage, but rather was encountered countless times along the way. The divine was not limited to a few select places, but was all around them --- and the pilgrimage itself helped create a spiritual space in which they could see God in their midst.
If only we could do the same.
We just heard two Scripture stories in which the people in the story have a divine encounter. In our First Reading from Genesis we find Abraham and Sarah having probably an ordinary day when Abraham suddenly sees three strangers standing nearby. And instead of waiting for them to approach him he rushes out to them and goes above and beyond what would have been expected. Why was he so excited to see them? We don’t really know.
But it seems pretty clear that he was open to something, open to someone, open to a true spirit of care and concern and generosity. He later finds out (as we did at the start of the passage) that these were no ordinary men. Rather, this was a visit from God (accompanied by angels). And the “reward” for his actions is that they tell him that Sarah will conceive in her old age.
And in the Gospel passage from Luke we hear the famous story of Martha and Mary, a story in which two sisters welcome Jesus into their home. One sister, Martha, presumes that the best thing to do is show him hospitality (similar to what Abraham and Sarah did in our First Reading). The other sister, Mary, does something much different. She sits at his feet excited to listen to his every word. And while both sisters are doing something “good” for Jesus, it is Mary’s behavior that gets affirmed.
In a certain sense, Mary was aware that something holy was about to happen, something (or someone divine) was in their midst, while Martha was focused on doing what she probably would have done for any visitor.
These stories can be a little difficult to understand in that we aren’t immersed in the same culture as the characters in the story were, don’t live in a world with the same societal demands and expectations. And we can get bogged down in all the details of the stories, trying to figure out how Abraham’s behavior and Martha’s behavior seem to be the same, and yet are treated differently in each story. But what strikes me is that these types of situations, at least at first, seemed ordinary and commonplace. Yet, for Abraham and Mary something told them that these situations only appeared to be “normal” and that something “extraordinary” might be taking place. It was as if they were “seeing” differently from most people, seeing in such a way that they were open to a moment of grace, open to an encounter, a visit from God.
If only we could do the same.
Sometimes we approach life as if it is a kind of journey in which the only thing that matters is the final destination. “Am I doing the right things and living the right way so that I will arrive at the place I want someday,” we often think to ourselves.
And if God is only found in heaven, then our lives become a long stretch without much to look forward to, an endless string of days filled with often difficult, burdensome situations and circumstances. But maybe it’s not that kind of trip at all. Maybe it’s more like a pilgrimage --- a holy journey pointed in the direction of heaven, yet filled with encounter after encounter after encounter with the living God.
And these kinds of encounters will be found not just in out-of-this-world moments, but most often in the common, ordinary moments that don’t require much travel, time or money. It takes real faith to see every moment and every encounter as an opportunity of grace, a chance for us to encounter the divine, a chance for us to experience our God in the places and people we least expect.
This is not always an easy thing --- for potential holy moments don’t always appear so. It takes an open heart, an expectant heart, a hopeful heart. We set our sights on heaven, but are ready to encounter God numerous times before that and just moments away in the Eucharist.