• Sermon - Year C

    26th Sunday in Ordinary Time

    Until the news of his assassination broke, I had never heard of Charlie Kirk. Nor did I look into his life after the tragic event, partly because US mass shootings have sadly become quite commonplace across the pond, and partly because I’m not fond of militant, muscular, politicised Christianity. Taking sides in political disputes would render me unable to minister…

  • Sermon - Year C

    25th Sunday in Ordinary Time

    Our American cousins use imperial units of measurement, while our European neighbours employ the metric system. We mixed both together and have created quite a mess. We buy milk and beer by pints, but fill up the car in litres, only to measure the vehicle’s efficiency in miles per gallon. We buy food by the kilogram, but we measure ourselves…

  • Sermon - Year C

    23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time

    “If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother, and wife and children, and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple.” On the surface, Jesus’ demands resemble those of a typical cult or sect, where severing ties with family and friends, surrendering one’s wealth and giving total control…

  • Sermon - Year C

    22nd Sunday in Ordinary Time

    “Father, I guess you will be too busy to come to our wedding party, but if you could, that would be lovely.” That was the most blatantly obvious “uninvitation” I received from a couple at whose marriage I was about to officiate. I have done many marriages over the years, especially early in my career. Most of the time, no…

  • Sermon - Year C

    21st Sunday in Ordinary Time

    One Sunday morning, an elderly man entered a church just before the service was about to start. Although his clothes were spotless, they were very worn and tattered. In his hand, he carried a battered old hat and an equally worn Bible. The church he entered was located in a very affluent and exclusive part of the city. It was…