TEXT: The Solemnity of the Nativity of the Lord, Christmas December 25, 2018

Solemnity of the Nativity of the Lord


December 25, 2018

Homily by Fr. John De Celles

St. Raymond of Peñafort Catholic Church

Springfield, VA


Merry Christmas!

Good to see all of you here on this glorious night/day.



2018 or so years ago today, God the Son descended from heaven,

to bring us salvation.

The Creator of the Universe became one of His lowly creatures,

taking on our flesh so that He could die on the Cross for our sins.

All because He loved us.

Amazing. Magnificent. Glorious.


But you if had visited the stable in Bethlehem that day, you might never know it.

Because all you would have seen was

just a poor tiny newborn baby boy, lying in a food trough,

surrounded by smelling barn animals,

and being fussed over by His young parents.

Nothing Amazing, or Magnificent or Glorious.


Unless, you were one of the shepherds we read about (at midnight Mass),

who visited the stable that night.

Then you would have seen something much more.

As the Gospel tells us, just a few minutes before they came to the stable,

those same shepherds had been tending their flocks outside of town.

And there something happened that they would never forget.

As the Gospel relates:

“The angel of the Lord appeared to them

and the glory of the Lord shone around them,

and they were struck with great fear.”


Now, we all have some idea what an angel is,

but how many people know exactly what it means that,

“the glory of the Lord shone around them”?

To understand this, we need to go back to the Old Testament

to the book of Exodus.

And there in the passage about Moses going up Mount Sinai

to receive the 10 Commandments from God, it tells us:

“When Moses went up on the mountain, the cloud covered it,

and the glory of the LORD settled on Mount Sinai.

…To the Israelites the glory of the LORD

looked like a consuming fire on top of the mountain.”

…. there was thunder and lightning,

…and a very loud trumpet blast.

…. the Lord descended …in fire.…

and the whole mountain trembled violently.

…[and] Everyone in the camp trembled.”


THAT’S “the glory of the Lord”:

like thunder and lighting and clouds of consuming fire.

And that is pretty much what the shepherds saw as the angel appeared to them,

so that, as St. Luke tells us, when they saw it,

like the ancient Israelites who “trembled” at the sight,

the shepherds too, “were struck with great fear.”


And then, seeing all this amazing glorious spectacle

of fire and lightening in the sky, and hearing the angel tell them:

“today …a savior has been born for you who is Christ and Lord.”

Scripture tells us that,

“suddenly there was a multitude of the heavenly host with the angel.”

Now, artistic renderings of this scene normally show lots of angels in the sky,

maybe 10s, or even 100’s of angels floating around,

and usually they’re little smiling cherubs.

But the word “host” here is another word for “army,”

so we’re talking an angelic army here, we can imagine in full battle array.


And this is what the prophet Jeremiah in the Old Testament

says about the number of angels that involves:

“the host of heaven cannot be numbered

and the sands of the sea cannot be measured….”

And the prophet Daniel tells us:

“a thousand thousands served him,

and ten thousand times ten thousand stood before him; …”


So we’re talking about a sky filled with so many angels

no one could count them—100’s of millions.


And that my friends is amazing, magnificent and glorious.



But then the shepherds go to Bethlehem

and find this tiny baby in its mother’s arms.

Where are the angels, where is the lightning and thunder and clouds and fire?

Where is the “glory of God”?


It’s there, but you just can see it.

All that is hidden, in the flesh of the Baby Jesus.

And the glory of God no longer frightens them

—now they can only be amazed by the All-Powerful and All-Glorious God’s

humility and tenderness,

and all they can feel is awe and love.



Nowadays, it seems to me, consciously or not,

we try to replicate the glory the shepherds saw in the sky.

All the lights and candles on the trees and houses, and in the churches.

All the bright wrapping paper and colorful bows.

All the sights and sounds we all associate with Christmas

find their roots and origins in this amazing manifestation of heavenly glory.

And rightly so.


But all those are merely symbols, and as beautiful and enchanting as they are,

they are nothing in comparison to the real thing,

what the shepherds saw in the sky that night.

And they are even less in comparison to what they saw in that manger

—the God who radiates that Glory, the Baby Jesus.


In a few weeks, all those symbols will be gone,

in the trash or packed away for next year.

But the glory of God remains.

As the Baby would later promise us: “behold, I am with you always.”


And so He is—always here in His full glory and power to love us and to save us.

Although He is often hidden.


He is here hidden in His Word: the Scripture and Tradition,

the wealth of teaching handed down from the Apostles to the Fathers

to us today.

He is here hidden in His Sacraments,

the outward signs instituted by Christ Himself

to manifest and pass on His graces.

And He is here hidden in His faithful people—you!

In the sacrament of baptism, and renewed in the sacrament of penance,

He has come to live in you,

where nothing but our own gravely sinful choices can drive Him away.


And He is here hidden in His Church.

Oh, I understand better than most that this seems a strange thing to say,

amidst all the scandals we hear about with priests and bishops

But the fact is, but hidden amidst all the sinners and saints

the Church is still the instrument Christ Himself established and sustains

to proclaim and protect and His word, dispense His sacraments

and nurture His people.


But the most wonderful way He remains with us is in what we’re here for today:

hidden in the Mass, or more specifically, the Eucharist.

Nowhere do we capture more fittingly the presence of the Savior

who was born in Bethlehem than in this Blessed Sacrament.


In Bethlehem, He literally entered into the world to save us and remain with us;

in the Eucharist He literally enters into each of us to save us,

and remains with hidden within us as we go out into the world.

In Bethlehem, He humbled Himself by hiding Himself human flesh;

          in the Eucharist He comes again in human flesh,

humbling Himself even more by hiding in the poverty of a piece of bread

In Bethlehem, He hid His divine glory so that we could approach Him without fear,

and receive Him with love;

          in the Eucharist, He does the exact same thing.

And yet that divine glory is there, in the Baby and in the Eucharist.

And just as that glory and power would ultimately shine forth in the life of Jesus,

in His life-changing preaching and His mighty miracles,

that same divine glory will shine forth in us

as the Eucharist can miraculously transform us

to live according to His preaching, if we let it.


This connection between Bethlehem and the Mass is actually foretold

in the Gospel narrative of the Nativity.

Let’s go back to those shepherds.

Many scholars believe that these were the shepherds

that Jewish law required to tend flocks of sheep year-round,

even in winter,

within the immediate vicinity of Jerusalem,

to provide for the year-round sacrifices of the Temple.


For example, somewhere near Bethlehem, just 5 miles from Jerusalem.


These shepherds would often separate a new lamb from the other sheep,

and then wrap it tightly in linen,

to protect it from injuring itself,

because only spotless lambs could be sacrificed in the Temple.


And these shepherds would go and find a new born baby

wrapped similarly in swaddling clothes,

and remember that the prophet Isaiah foretold that the savior

would be sacrificed for his people, “like a lamb led to the slaughter.”


And they found the babe laying in a manger

—a food trough for animals, as if He Himself were food.

And that manger is made of wood, like the wood of the cross.

And that manger was located in a town called “Bethlehem,”

which is Hebrew for “House of Bread.”


So that as we celebrate this holy Mass tonight/today,

and it looks like all we see is a little piece of bread,

remember the shepherds seeing that little baby,

and knowing that but truly present, though hidden,

were countless angels, and lightening and thunder and clouds of fire

—truly the glory of the Lord.


And know that that same thing, that same glory,

is hidden but surely here at this Mass tonight,

which traditional calls “Christ’s Mass”, or Christmas,

but also at every single Mass throughout the year.



If we’re paying attention, Christmas can be a powerful time of discovering Jesus,

and His presence and His love.

A time of truly experiencing the glory of the Lord.

I hope and pray that is the case for all of us today.


But as the season passes, and the lights and trees come down,

and all the bright wrapping paper goes into the trash,

and we return to our normal daily routine,

it will be so easy to forget about the glory of the Lord that we have seen.


But it doesn’t have to be that way.

Because that glory remains in the Church until the end of time.

And it can remain in you, if only you will recognize it hidden in the many graces

He offers to you throughout the year,

and be not afraid of that grace, but accept it eagerly and joyfully

as we do today from the humble, tender and glorious Baby Jesus.

TEXT: 4th Sunday of Advent, December 23, 2018

Fourth Sunday of Advent

December 23, 2018

Homily by Fr. John De Celles

St. Raymond of Peñafort Catholic Church

Springfield, VA


This morning before the 8:45 Mass, at about 8:15,

the fire alarm went off in the church.

And after evacuating everyone, and having the fire department come and go,

and all the confusion in between,

before Mass in the sacristy I gathered the altar boys together for prayer,

and reminded them, “Let us place ourselves in the presence of God.”


Advent can sometimes be like a fire drill, with all the confusion of shopping and decorating and everything that goes with preparing for the cultural celebration of Christmas.

But then you come here to set things straights, to focus on the real meaning of Advent—to place yourself in the presence of God.

But really, all of Advent should be that way, continuously trying to place yourself in His presence.

And in these last few hours of Advent to help us with that, I encourage you

to also place yourselves in the presence of the 2 people

who understand what it means to prepare for the birth of Jesus

better than anyone: the Blessed Mother and St. Joseph.



Not much is known about the early life of the Blessed Mother.

Scripture is silent about her childhood,

and for the most part, so are the early fathers of the Church.

Even so, Scripture and all the Fathers are unanimous

in their deep reverence and love for her,

and her unique grace and status in creation

is explicitly extolled from the earliest days.


And not all of the Fathers are silent about her childhood.

Some are very clear in their belief that she knew from a very early age

that God had a special mission for her in life.

Think about it: the Church teaches infallibly that

she was conceived in the womb of her mother

without the stain of original sin,

which means she never suffered from concupiscence:

she could see very clearly the difference between

the good and evil around her;

and she never once committed a personal sin.

This is, in part, what the angel Gabriel meant when he said to her:

“Hail, full of grace!”


This was no ordinary child.

So it’s no surprise that some of the fathers held

that when she was a very little girl

Mary made a vow of virginity to God:

consecrating and dedicating her whole life to Him.

Some say that from the age of about 3 years old she was

brought to the Temple where she was educated by the priests and scribes

until she was about 12.

Some talk about the fact that she would have had multiple experiences

of visions and inspirations from God.


In any case, between Mary’s

unique holiness, her clear intellect, and her complete love of the Lord,

combined with God’s unique love for her,

we can only imagine how splendidly she was prepared

to be His mother.

Think of God the Son, who existed from all eternity,

and imagine how sitting on His throne in heaven

He must have looked down with love and tenderness

on this young girl who He knew would one day become His mother.

Think of how He would

provide for her and protect her,

how He would send His angels to defend her,

how He would speak to her lovingly, even before He was born,

perhaps even more clearly and intimately

than He spoke to Moses and the prophets.


This is the girl, who, when the angel Gabriel came to her

and told her that she would be the Mother of God himself,

did not run and hide from her calling.

Instead she responded: “How can this be, since I know not man?”

–in other words, “I’m a virgin, what am I to do? tell me, and I’ll do it!”

This is something else we certainly know about this young girl:

she was a virgin.

The Gospels make it clear that she’s a virgin

because they want no doubt that that no mere man

is the father of this child, but that God alone is His true Father.


And when the angel told her this great news she responded:

“let it be done to me according to your word.”

Complete and utter faith, trust, and acceptance of God’s will.


This is the woman, who received her Lord in perfect faith and love.

Who held Him in her womb;

who cared for and worried for her baby

as only as an expectant mother could,

and waited for Him with joy and love beyond all telling.


What about Joseph?

If we know little about Mary’s childhood, we know even less about Joseph’s.

We know that, like Mary, he was a direct descendant of King David,

and that he was perhaps born in Bethlehem,

but more likely born in Nazareth

where he lived and worked as a carpenter.

His relative obscurity in Scripture leads us to conclude that he was humble man,

who taught his son, Jesus, to be a humble man

—to serve, not to be served.


Some of the legends about him say

that he was an old man when he married Mary.

Some suggest this as a reason he was able to be celibate with the Virgin

—but that degrades both the gift of celibacy and the virtue of St. Joseph.

So, another strain of the tradition, running through the great Augustine and Aquinas

holds that he was a young man of marrying age.

But above all, we know he was a righteous man,

which, in the language of Scripture,

means a man who was an exceptionally holy man,

always following the will of God.


And so, it shouldn’t surprise us that it is the tradition of the Fathers,

and the “common teaching” of the Church,

that like Mary, he too was prepared from an early age

for his role in salvation history.

That Joseph, who unlike Mary, was not conceived without original sin,

nevertheless, like Mary never committed a personal sin in his life.

Indeed, some even believe that Joseph was purified from original sin

after his conception in his mother’s womb, before he was born.

All of this because he had been chosen to stand in, on earth,

for Jesus’ Father in heaven,

to adopt Jesus, and to be a true father to Hhim.

To teach Jesus, insofar as he was human, how to be a man, a righteous man.


It is this Joseph who is married to the Virgin Mary.



These are the Joseph and Mary that were prepared for the birth of Christ

from the earliest days of their lives

—chosen by God to prepare a place for Jesus in the world.

To welcome Him with open and loving arms.

To serve Him, even as He was to serve them.

To worship and adore Him, even as they corrected His childish mistakes.


This is the Mary and Joseph who traveled on the rocky mountainous roads

from Nazareth in the North of Israel, to Bethlehem in the south,

during the cold month of December.

This is the Mary and Joseph, dedicated to their baby and to each other,

who wandered the streets of Bethlehem

looking for a place to lay their heads.

This was the Mary and Joseph who hastily cleaned the stable,

sweeping the floor, washing the dirty manger and laying out fresh hay.

This was the Mary and Joseph who watched in awe

the miraculous birth of God the Son

—who were filled with the immeasurable joy

at the coming of the Messiah.

This was the Mary and Joseph who loved our Lord

as only a new mommy and daddy can

—more than you and I could ever begin to.



While the best Christmas present is always saved for Christmas morning,

most of us get a few Christmas presents in the days before Christmas.

As we make our last minute Christmas preparations this week,

let us remember to open the wonderful gifts God gives us today:

the Blessed Virgin Mary and St. Joseph.

Gifts He gives us to help us prepare for His greatest gift of Christmas—His Son.

Let us turn to them as examples,

and ask them, who prepared so perfectly for the coming of their son,

to show us how to prepare.

And as we a move into these last few days before the birth of their little baby,

let us stay close to them so that they may show us

the wonder, the awe, the joy and love that Christmas means.

TEXT: 3rd Sunday of Advent, December 16, 2018

Third Sunday of Advent

Gaudete Sunday

December 16, 2018

Homily by Fr. John De Celles

St. Raymond of Peñafort Catholic Church

Springfield, VA


Today is Gaudete Sunday: rejoice Sunday.

In one sense, with all the festive atmosphere around us at this time of year,

being joyful today makes a lot of sense.

But part of me struggles to rejoice today, because the fact is,

the world is becoming a crazy place, and there are troubles all around us.

I won’t go through the list, you know it too well,

and sometimes I feel like I talk about it too much.

We try to ignore it, but the reality is that in this world there is a lot of evil

and far from causing us to rejoice, it causes us a lot of fear and anxiety.


The outward festivities of this time of year help to lift or mitigate all this a bit.

But the problem is, that’s only temporary, and it only goes so far:

the Christmas trees, and lights and presents are wonderful,

and all the warm feelings and memories are beautiful,

but in the end, they just ease the pain for a little while,

while underneath the fears and anxiety are still there,

and in a few weeks when the season passes, the troubles will still be there.


Then again, as strange as it may seem,

this is actually exactly what Gaudete Sunday is all about.

And it’s exactly what Advent is all about.

It’s about the permanent, total solution to all of our problems.

About the irradiation of evil and pain.

About replacing anxiety with peace, and fear with joy!

Not just on the surface, but in the depth of our hearts.

And not just for a few days or weeks, but forever, both on earth and in heaven.


Our faith teaches us that there will be no real abiding justice in this world.

Because Man continues to perpetrate injustice against man,

and yet man continues to think

that man and man-made things and man-centered ideologies

are the solution.


But man is not the solution.

He can be part of the solution, but only when he—we–admits his role

in contributing to the evil in the world.


As scripture reminds us, in the beginning,

tempted by the devil and accepting his lies,

Adam and Eve chose to put themselves first, above God.

The creature rejected the Creator’s understanding and plan and design

of what He had created,

and man tried to make himself, not God, the center of all things.

And of course man failed, but in doing that,

he brought evil into all of creation

—both the moral evil of sin,

and the physical evil of sickness, natural catastrophes and death.

Man rejected God’s loving and perfectly ordered design,

and replaced it with the devil’s hateful confusion.


But God loved man too much to let it stay that way.

So He promised that He would send a savior, born of a woman,

who would crush the devil and all his offspring,

and save mankind from himself.


Friends, this is what Advent is all about.

Sometimes people get upset with me

because I fret too much about  the way our culture turns Advent

into an early celebration of Christmas

—and a secularized Christmas at that.

Now, there’s nothing wrong with enjoying these things—I get it.

Santa’s great, Christmas trees, and lights and all,

they have their special place.

It’s just not enough, in that it tends to the superficial,

and tends to ignore the enduring.

And that’s not Advent.


Advent is about really thinking through—contemplating—

the real meaning of Christmas

so you can celebrate for what it really is it when it comes.

Advent means asking:

“Why did God become a little baby?

What difference did it make?”

Advent means remembering that baby grew up

to teach us some very hard sayings,

and to die on the cross for our sins.

Advent means remembering that sin is in the world,

and man is not the solution, but part of that sin,

unless and until he accepts the fact that Christ is the only solution,

the wonderful and joyous news

that Christ came and did crush the serpent’s head,

He has conquered evil,

and brought His kingdom of justice, love and peace

to the world.


Of course, some say, well if Christ crushed evil,

why are there all these troubles today?



Because most people have not accepted Christ,

and not joined Him in HIS battle against evil.

They—we—all too often want to fight evil on our terms,

with our own solutions,

and many times we simply want to ignore it all together.

Because, in a sense, my friends,

people ignore the importance of something like Advent.


Advent is a season of expectant joy, but not to pretend that all is well.

A season of hope in Jesus, but not of simply dulling the pain with

hot butter-rum punch, or spiked eggnog.

A season not of ignoring evil, but rather of recognizing it,

but not so we can feel dejected or afraid,

so that we can truly rejoice that with Christ we can overcome it all.

Things can be as they should be:

there can be peace on earth, and goodwill among men,

and you and I can be the truly good persons,

the good fathers and mothers,

the good children and friends,

the good priests we long to be.

Because Advent is the season of mentally, spiritually, and morally

wrapping our minds and hearts around the fact

that God the Son came into the world 2000 years ago,

as a real human baby, and so

entered right into the middle of our anxiety-, fear- and despair-filled lives,

and conquered it all.

And it is the season of recognizing that that all too often

we simply reject His coming, and do not let it transform our lives.



So Advent is a time when we should be like the crowds in today’s gospel,

asking John the Baptist: “what should we do?”


And a time to listen and take to heart John’s responses.


To the Crowd he says:

“Whoever has two cloaks should share with the person who has none….”

He calls us to be kind, charitable, patient.

To be generous, especially to those in need.

But most especially to be like Jesus who gave Himself to us on Christmas:

we need to be generous in giving of ourselves, self-giving.

So many of us focus on ourselves, but John says, focus on others,

beginning by focusing on Christ, placing Him at the center of everything,

and then that will always lead you to focus on your neighbor.



And to the tax collectors he said:

“Stop collecting more than what is prescribed.”

There is so much greed in the world, and dishonesty, and lying.

And we all get caught up in it, both the rich and the poor.

Especially, amazingly enough, at this time of year.



To the soldiers he says,

“Do not practice extortion…”

Or we might say, stop taking advantage of people when they’re vulnerable.

He says: “…do not falsely accuse anyone…”

How easily we blame others for our faults and sins—especially those we love.

He says: “…and be satisfied with your wages.”

Envy, or jealousy, eats away at so many,

especially in America, especially in Northern Virginia,

especially, again amazingly, at this time of year.



Today’s reading stops there,

but if we’d read on to the very next verses in the Gospel of Matthew

it tells us that John the Baptist also told King Herod

to stop committing adultery with his brother’s wife.

Today our society has practically elevated adultery and sexual depravity

to an Olympic sport.

Advent must be a time of renewed chastity and purity.



All around us we see signs of the good cheer of the “holiday season,”

but we don’t  have to look to hard to see all the evil.

But during Advent Season we see this evil, and know its cause,

and we know that 2018 or so years ago,

Jesus Christ was born to save us from all that,

if only we will accept His coming.


And so even in the middle of all the troubles that surround us

today’s teaching from the prophet Isaiah still rings true:

“On that day, it shall be said …:

Fear not, O Zion, be not discouraged!

The LORD, your God, is in your midst,

a mighty savior…”

“That day” is Christmas Day.

The day our mighty savior came to crush the serpents head.

So that today, on this 3rd Sunday in Advent, Isaiah insists:

“Shout for joy, O daughter Zion! Sing joyfully, O Israel!

and St. Paul joins him telling us:

“Rejoice in the Lord always. I shall say it again: rejoice!

…Have no anxiety at all…”

“….The Lord is near.”



As we continue our Advent season,

let us do so filled with joyful expectation

that evil, in the world, or in our hearts, cannot triumph

against the power and love of our Savior.

So let us repent, and rejoice, for the Lord has come, Our Savior is in our midst.

And He can and will change us, and the whole world, if we let Him.


This is the meaning of Christmas,

and it is what we must contemplate and act upon

in this holy season of Advent.


“Rejoice in the Lord always. I shall say it again: rejoice!”


TEXT: 2nd Sunday of Advent, December 9, 2018

Second Sunday of Advent

December 9, 2018

Homily by Fr. John De Celles

St. Raymond of Peñafort Catholic Church

Springfield, VA


It’s kind of intimidating for a priest to preach during Advent:

we keep having to face up to the first great preacher of the Gospel:

St. John the Baptist.

Still, as the SVC told us:

“[P]riests, as co-workers with their bishops,

have the primary duty of proclaiming the Gospel of God to all.”

You know as well as I do, that priest is limited in his ability to preach “to all”

–and I’m not talking about his competency,

or knowing exactly what to say on a particular Sunday

to a particular crowd.

What I mean is that a priest is limited in that he just can’t be everywhere all the time:

and there are some places he’ll never be.


But the thing is, the priest isn’t necessarily supposed to be and preach in those places

          –but maybe you are!

You– the lay people of the Church

–the vast majority of the members of the Body of Christ

–are called to go into the world you live in to proclaim the Gospel,

in your jobs, in your schools, and in your families.

As St. Paul tells us in today’s 2nd reading:

“I pray always with joy …because of your partnership for the gospel

from the first day until now…”

And as St. Luke tells us, St. John the Baptist came preaching that we all must:

–“Prepare the way of the Lord, make straight his paths.”


I’m called to proclaim this to you and to the whole world in a public way,

and you’re called to proclaim this to those you come in contact with everyday.

But before any of us can proclaim— or give— the word to others,

we must first listen to–or receive— the word of God ourselves.

Before the vocation to give is the vocation to receive:

–the primary vocation of each and every one of us is

“The Universal Call to Holiness”.

–preparing the way of the Lord to come into our own hearts.

The proclamation of the word begins with ourselves

–preach to yourself first: as Jesus reminds us,

“first take the log out of your own eye,

and then you will see clearly

to take out the speck that is in your brother’s eye”

–listen when your wife…or your parents…or your children,

proclaim the word to you.

–listen to the words of Sacred Scripture

proclaimed in the midst of the Church assembled for Mass,

or in the privacy of your own home:

“Prepare the way of the Lord,”

–listen with open hearts to priests who have been called by Christ

to proclaim this message

–even if he’s not a very talented preacher,

or even if you don’t like him personally

–God has chosen him and made him an instrument of His grace

through the sacrament of holy orders:

somewhere— in even this muddled homily—

                             there’s something that God wants you to hear.

And finally, listen to the voice of God,

the whisper of the Holy Spirit, in your hearts in prayer.



It’s so easy this time of the year that the secular world wrongly calls

the “Christmas season” not to listen.

–to loose track of the message of Christ in the hustle and bustle of things

–shopping, television specials, parties, music, families getting together

–or loneliness.

But this is the “Advent Season”–and this season is all about listening,

as St. Paul says:

“to discern what is of value.”


In today’s Gospel we’re reminded of how St. John the Baptist

rid himself of all distractions in order to listen.

He went into the desert to prepare for the coming of the Savior by listening

And as he listened, Scripture tells us that:

“the word of God came to John …in the desert.”


Of course, its not necessary to go out into the desert

to find a place to listen to the Lord.

As we come closer to Christmas we’re reminded of another person

who listened to God: the Blessed Virgin Mary.

She listened in that quiet room in Nazareth when the angel Gabriel spoke to her.

And for nine months,

amid the commotion of

her visitation to St. Elizabeth at Ain Karim

and the long trip to Bethlehem with Joseph,

she prepared for Christ’s coming by listening to the will of God.

And after His coming, her listening to God continued:

listening to her Son, Jesus:

from his laughter as she held him in her arms as a tiny baby,

to listening to his final words  at the foot of his Cross.



First we listen–we receive–and then we give–we proclaim.

But each of us is called to proclaim in different ways.

John listened, and boldly went out into the world

and loudly and publicly proclaimed the Gospel.

Mary listened and quietly went on with her life raising her family,

listening to Her son,

and later on proclaiming the Gospel in her own quiet way

at the wedding at Cana, at the foot of the Cross,

and in her private time with the apostles and the early Church.


How are you preparing the way of the Lord?

Are you proclaiming the word of the Lord?


Is your own heart prepared?

Are you listening to the word of the Lord?

How are you listening amidst the busyness of the secular celebration of Christmas?


There are many ways of listening.

Sometime you can do this as Mary did so often,

by simply living your daily life at work and home,

listening to Christ speak to in the events of your life

and in the lives of those around you.

But sometimes, like Mary’s cousin John the Baptist and her Son Jesus,

and surely Mary herself,

we need to find a quiet deserted place to contemplate…to listen.


This Advent there are lots of ways to get away to listen, especially here in church.

For example, every morning during the week we have 2 Masses you can attend

—at 6:30 and 8:00.

And Wednesday evenings we have 7:00 Mass.

And every Wednesday and Friday we have adoration and benediction.

Another powerful way to listen and prepare the way of the Lord,

especially to make “winding roads …straight, and the rough ways …smooth”

is to go to confession,

especially if you combine that a few minutes

in prayer before Our Lord in the Tabernacle.

We have confessions every single day of Advent,

but I especially encourage you to come on a weekday evening,

from 6:15 to 7pm.

And of course, this evening at “Lessons in Carols”

–a beautiful way to listen and to prepare.

Perhaps you might also be able to listen to the Lord as he speaks through me,

and come to my Thursday evening series on “Looking at the Nativity.”

Not to mention that the Church is open most days

from 6:00 in the morning to 9:00 or so in the evening.

— come here alone just to get away to a quiet place,

just you and Jesus in the Tabernacle.


There’s lots of ways to prepare…in this parish and all over the diocese.

Pick up a bulletin and you’ll find lots more.

Take advantage and prepare.



As we continue our celebration of this Holy Mass on the Second Sunday of Advent,

having opened our ears to hear the proclamation of the Word of God,

let us continue to open our hearts

to prepare to receive Him into the depths of our being.

And as we go forth today from this Mass,

having received the message preparing us for the Coming of our Savior,

let us prepare to go boldly go into the world

to proclaim this message to all we meet,

–to “prepare the way of the Lord, make straight His paths.”

TEXT: 1st Sunday of Advent, December 2, 2018

First Sunday of Advent

December 2, 2018

Homily by Fr. John De Celles

St. Raymond of Peñafort Catholic Church

Springfield, VA


Today is first Sunday of Advent.

Nowadays that doesn’t mean much to a lot of people.

For some it just means there are less than 4 weeks left till Christmas

For most people it has no meaning at all.

Because secular world around us has reduced the 4 weeks before Christmas

into a four-week season celebrating consumerism and sentimentality,

stripping it almost entirely of its real meaning,

which is, of course spiritual and religious.


Now, I’ve always loved this time of year,

both the religious and all the cultural aspects of the season,

though as a young man, sadly, I sometimes neglected the religious

in favor of the cultural or secular.

But when I was very young, a little child,

the line between the two was very much blurred,

in that I understood it was all about preparing to celebrate

the birth of the Baby Jesus on Christmas Day,

and during the Christmas Season.

And all the cultural aspects of the weeks before Christmas, that is during Advent,

all the things like Christmas Trees, and lights, presents, eggnog, parties,

even Santa Claus,

all of this in my little child’s mind

were all part of the joyful preparation for the birth of our Savior.


But I will admit, somewhere along the way, that changed.

When I was a teenager up until a few years out of college,

I approached this time of year more and more

as most of the world does today:

enjoying the consumerism and the sentimentality

more than the true love of Christ.

Honestly, eventually,

there was virtually no preparation for Christ involved at all.

Until one Christmas when I was, I think, 25.

I had had a totally secular Advent, not really thinking of it as Advent at all,

but as most people do today, the “holiday season”.

I wasn’t going to Mass at the time,

and I was not what anyone would call a practicing Catholic.


But I had had a great time that holiday season.

I’d taken a few weeks off from work,

and just really enjoyed all the cultural fun, shopping,

going out with friends to plays, movies, and parties

And of course, decorating my new house and putting up my Christmas tree.


It was a great time.


But then it came to Christmas Eve.

And I was at another party with friends, and having a lot of fun.

But I left the party early to do what I had been doing since I was a boy:

to go to Midnight Mass with some old childhood friends.


Now, this was probably the first time I’d been to Mass since the last Christmas.

But, it had become part of my traditional celebration, so I was going.

But not so much because of Jesus,

but because of the sentimentality of going with my dear friends.


But when I got to Mass, I have to tell you, something changed.

I realized that with all the fun, all the gifts, all the lights,

all the good and warm feelings,

something was terribly missing.

It was as if I had been trying desperately to fill a huge hole in my life,

and doing a pretty good job of it.

But not quite.

And as the Mass went on and we got to the Eucharistic prayer,

it stuck me what it was that was missing: Jesus.


You see when I was little,

all the joy of the cultural celebration of the “holiday season,”

all the sentiment in my heart and memories,

in some way had always tied to, flowed from and flowed back to Jesus.

And to the great event of God the Son stripping Himself of the glory of heaven

to come among us, to be with us, to teach us, to form us,

and most of all, to suffer and die for us.

In other words, to love us as only our great God can

—beyond all understanding, beyond all limits.


Now, maybe I was kind of strange little boy.

But thanks to my dear and devout parents, that’s the way I was.

And that’s what Advent meant to me.

And so, for example, while I loved the Christmas tree and all its decorations,

it also always reminded me of Jesus:

the evergreen reminding me of the undying love of Christ,

the lights reminding me of His light shining in darkness,

the wood reminding me of the wood of the Cross,

the red bows and ornaments of His precious blood.


Now, don’t get me wrong—I wasn’t a little saint.

I was as selfish as any child could get

—I was very upset and angry when I didn’t get the pony I was expecting.

But even so, even in my little sins, Jesus could not be separated from all the rest.


And so that Christmas Eve, when I was 25,

as I knelt there at Midnight Mass, listening to the words,

“this is my body… this is the cup of my blood…”

it dawned on me what had been missing.

Those words echoed in my mind and heart,

and I realized that in the depths of my soul, I believed them.

And as the Mass went on, and everyone else went to receive Communion,

I stayed in my pew because I realized I was completely unworthy,

completely unprepared

either to receive Jesus in Communion,

or to really celebrate His birth and salvation.

And frankly, my life began to slowly change after that.


Now, I’ve had a long time to think about that night, and that Christmas.

I couldn’t have articulated or explained it all then, but now I think I can.

I love Advent, but I can only really love,

and really experience the depth of hope and joy of the season,

it if I keep Christ and the mystery of His birth right at the middle of everything.

Only if I recognize that the many wonderful things that happen

during these Advent weeks,

including the cultural sites and sounds and celebrations,

are only truly wonderful if I understand them

as a foretaste of the joy of Christmas.


And that Christmas itself is only joyful if I realize

that it is a foretaste of the true and perfect joy

that Christ was born in Bethlehem to bring:

the joy of living with him in this world, every day, every moment.

And the perfection of that joy, when we are united to Him forever

in the glory of heaven

when we will look on the beautiful face of Jesus, face to face, forever.

In other words, the good things of Advent are a foretaste of Christmas,

and Christmas is a foretaste of heaven.


But the thing is, as I realized that night over 30 years ago,

I’m not ready for heaven.

And I am not really ready for a foretaste of heaven either.

So since then, the idea that Advent as a season of preparing for Christmas

has a whole different meaning for me.


Advent must be a time of preparing for heaven,

and for preparing to celebrate the opening of heaven to us,

the day 2000 years ago heaven came down to Earth,

as the almighty God the Son came down to earth as the Baby Jesus.


And so, as the world gets lost in all the hustle and bustle

and all the empty sentimentality of the secular celebration of the holidays,

let’s not let that happen to us.

Focus on heaven, focus on Christmas, focus on Jesus.


Let me be clear: please enjoy all the good things of the season,

of course with moderation and balance,

but let every happy sentiment, memory, party, light, and present

remind you of the true joy, the deep joy, the fullness of joy

that comes only from being and living with Christ.

And so let them remind you to strive to be worthy of that joy,

by preparing for Christmas

through repentance, prayer, sacrifice and a life of generous love, .



When I was  a little boy I loved Advent.

But when I was a young man, ensconced in the secular world,

I merely enjoyed the trappings of the season.


And a Mass changed all that.

Christ coming down to earth, body, blood soul and divinity,

reminded me of what was missing.


Open your minds and hearts to Christ, at this Holy Mass,

and throughout this Holy Advent .

Place Him right at the center of every day of Advent,

and prepare yourself

for a worthy celebration of Christmas,

a worthy life of love with Christ on earth,

and a worthy entrance into the Glory of Christ in heaven.