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Angels Abound

Do you believe in angels? The author of today’s psalm not only believes in angels, but promises their presence when we need them the most.

Do you believe in angels? The author of today’s psalm not only believes in angels, but promises their presence when we need them the most. The psalmist proclaims that the angels have been commanded by God to guard us and guide us even if we should step on a venomous snake or battle a lion.

When Jesus went into the desert, angels ministered to him, according to Matthew and Mark’s account of this story. Angels guarded and guided Jesus and protected him even in an encounter with Satan. We hear this story of Jesus going into the desert because it is a paradigm for the season of Lent. To enter into Lent is to give up more than a bar of chocolate; it is to go into the wilderness of a desert, to risk our deepest fears and to trust God’s angels to be at our side. Being in a desert is hard. It means leaving behind everything we know to be safe and secure. It means facing the unknown. The desert can be lonely, empty, dry and devoid of structure and certainty, which is why most of us avoid it. Yet, the desert is often where angels reveal themselves.

I am in Italy teaching English in local schools for a few months. Italy is not a desert, but being in a different country with strangers who speak a different language is a desert-like experience. It can be lonely and empty, bereft of the familiar and filled with uncertainty. Yet, in the past five weeks, angels have revealed themselves in every disguise.

Two weeks ago, I lost a substantial amount of money in a coin-operated machine at a self-service laundromat. I was the only person in the place at the time and there was little to no Wi-Fi. I called the phone number listed on the machine and I tried to explain to the man on the other end of the phone what happened in my broken Italian but had no luck. I felt sad and frustrated. There were five minutes left until my clothes were finished when a woman walked into the laundromat and cordially said, “Buongiorno.” I explained my situation to her and on her own phone she called the man back and spoke to his wife, then she handed the phone to me and the woman promised she would refund my money the next day and she did. I told the woman at the laundromat that she was my angel, and she smiled from ear to ear.

Three weeks ago, my tour partner’s computer, an Apple MacBook, died. Fixing a computer can be a challenge in the United States, let alone in a foreign country, and Apple computers come with rules—you can’t have an Apple computer opened by someone other than an official Apple Repair technician. We were in Lodi, a small town about 22 miles outside of Milan. My tour partner Skye was broke at the time and was not able to access funds that had been put into her account. Needless to say, Skye was devastated. We were sitting in a café when I tried to help access her funds through my phone, but in order to do that I had to change sim cards and I needed a very small pin. That led me across the street to a computer store where I noticed the Apple logo on the window—it was an official Apple repair shop! We brought her computer to the young man at the store and a day later he diagnosed the problem as a display backlight issue. He told her that he was unable to fix it but said that the computer might be eligible for a free repair. (As it turns out, Apple discovered many of their MacBook Pros sold between 2016 and 2018 were affected by the same issue.) We picked the computer up from the young man, who not only was honest about the repair, but took the time to clean the computer—all at no

cost. We brought the computer to an official Apple retail store near Milan and three days later, Skye had her computer back—and fixed free of charge. The young man at the computer shop in Lodi could have made hundreds of dollars in an attempt to repair the computer but chose to be honest. He was an angel when Skye needed one the most.

A month ago I was in Barcelona on a Saturday and wanted to visit La Sagrada Familia, a Basilica built by the Catalan architect Antoni Gaudí. I walked up to the ticket office but there were no tickets available for Saturday or Sunday and I was leaving Monday morning. At that moment, a couple walked up and asked if I needed a ticket because they had extra and they refused to take any money for it. Thanks to those angels, I was able to tour the famous temple and part of a UNESCO World Heritage Site for free.

Days after I arrived in Italy, a cousin in New York with whom I was close passed away. I was overcome with grief and guilt at not being able to be present for his funeral. A young man I barely knew reached out to me with compassion and consolation. He was my angel during this time of grieving. Believe it or not, his name is Gabriel.

These are the stories of only a few of the angels I have encountered thus far in this desert experience. While the desert can be lonely and empty, it can also be a place of surprise and encounter. God calls us to such a place this Lent—where predictability yields to possibility, where safety gives way to risk, where fear resolves to trust.

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Advent

This Advent, unlike any other in our lifetime, we find ourselves betwixt and between.

This Advent, unlike any other in our lifetime, we find ourselves betwixt and between.

We are betwixt and between Iife as we knew it pre-COVID-19, and life as we hope to know it post vaccine. We are betwixt and between living with the cautions that advise us to not move about, to not travel, and to not gather, and living with the freedom to move about, to travel, and to gather.

For most of us this period of being betwixt and between has proven to be painful. It has meant waiting in the midst of days that are chaotic, disordered and unpredictable. We are, after all, creatures of habit and of comfort. We order our daily agendas in ways that protect us from the unknown. We program our GPS in order to avoid the risks of wandering off the beaten path. We surround ourselves with people who make us feel safe. We create for ourselves the illusion of being in control, of ordering our lives to be predictable. But nothing amazing or wonderful generally emerges from business as usual.

Waiting, while painful, can also bring newness-new perspectives, new ideas, and new ways of being. Consider the new perspectives we’ve gained about ourselves, about each other, and about society over the past year. Consider the new ideas that have been born in medicine, in science, and in technology. Consider the new ways of being students, teachers, workers, advocates, neighbors, community and church that have taken place since the pandemic began.


Waiting and the newness that comes as a result is what Advent is all about. In Advent, we are betwixt and between the coming of Christ in history and the coming of Christ at the end of time. In Advent, we are betwixt and between the season of Ordinary Time and the season of Christmas. While much of society would prefer to rush into Christmas, the Church encourages us to embrace the waiting so that we can experience newness-new perspectives, new ideas, and new ways of being. We are called to wait this Advent and to endure the pandemic as people of hope, to trust that all times and seasons are in the hands of a God who loves us more than we can imagine.

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Giving Thanks for Music and Musicians

Today the Church celebrates the Solemnity of Christ the King. This date, November 22, is also the feast of St. Cecilia, a Roman martyr and the patron saint of musicians. Legend has it that Saint Cecilia heard and sang music from heaven as she was being forced to marry the pagan Valerian. She is often portrayed with a harp, organ or other musical instruments.

Today the Church celebrates the Solemnity of Christ the King. This date, November 22, is also the feast of St. Cecilia, a Roman martyr and the patron saint of musicians. Legend has it that Saint Cecilia heard and sang music from heaven as she was being forced to marry the pagan Valerian. She is often portrayed with a harp, organ or other musical instruments.

Saint Cecilia knew music’s power to heal and transform. Music soothed her, comforted her and gave her hope in a dire situation. Our ancestors in faith also knew the power of music. When the Israelites passed through the Red Sea and were saved from Pharaoh’s army, they sang a song of victory. David sang to the Lord after being delivered from the hands of his enemies and from the hands of Saul. Jesus and the disciples sang a hymn before their journey to the Mount of Olives. St. Paul instructed the followers of Christ to encourage one another with songs, hymns and spiritual songs.

Throughout history, we too have experienced the power of music. Consider what are known as freedom songs such as “We Shall Overcome” and “This Little Light of Mine.” These anthems became synonymous with the civil rights movement because they embodied the determination, unity and the mission of the movement.

During the current pandemic, music has soothed us, comforted us, and given us hope in many and various ways. Virtual choirs have flourished, Broadway stars have belted nightly tributes to medical personnel, opera singers have serenaded neighbors from their balconies and neighbors have made music in their backyards.

Liturgical music in particular has helped us to cope with the pandemic. Singing familiar and predictable songs at church, whether in our hearts or behind a mask, has soothed, comforted and given us hope amid a situation that is anything but predictable.

Many liturgical and secular concerts and festivals are held on this day throughout the world to honor St. Cecilia as the patron of musicians. So today is a good day to give thanks to God for the gift of music, for the gift of musicians and for the times music has soothed us, comforted us and given us hope.

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Mask Ministry during COVID-19

Parishioners at St. Thomas Aquinas are fighting the coronavirus pandemic one stitch at a time. Dianna Malta is one of several in our community who have been making cloth masks.

Parishioners at St. Thomas Aquinas are fighting the coronavirus pandemic one stitch at a time. Dianna Malta is one of several in our community who have been making cloth masks. She first saw the need for the masks on a social media post from the wife of the doctor who is in charge of the ICU Unit at WellStar North Fulton Hospital. Hospital employees have been in desperate need of cloth masks to wear over their N95 Masks. The N95 Masks are considered disposable but health professionals are reusing them because they are unable to get more. The cloth masks provide added protection. Soon after Dianna read that post, she did some research, created her own pattern and went to work.

Dianna and another parishioner, Joellen O’Neil, became part of a group who call themselves “The North Fulton Masketeers.” This group, now with almost fifty members, has made hundreds of cloth masks for the hospital’s employees. They are one of several Atlanta area sewing groups that have formed to create thousands of masks for employees of Grady Hospital, Children’s Hospital of Atlanta, and the Phoebe Putney Memorial Hospital in Albany, Georgia, among others.

The Masketeers have created two different types of masks, an N95 Mask cover for healthcare workers and a pleated mask (which resembles a surgical mask) for the general population. Each mask requires fabric that is 100% cotton, as well as elastic or some kind of tie. The N95 Mask also requires a wire that helps it to rest on one’s nose. The fabric for every mask is washed before being sewn and then again before the first use. It takes an estimated 30 minutes to make a mask from start to finish.

When the North Fulton Masketeers fulfilled the request for WellStar North Fulton Hospital, they began making masks for the Military Police Corps at Dobbins Air Force Base, for the Milton Fire Department, for senior care facilities and for children with autoimmune diseases. Some members of the group have even been giving masks to neighborhood grocery store workers.

While many in the group sew the masks, others donate fabric, ties, Ziploc bags and other notions. Still others drop off and pick up donations and completed masks.

Always eager to help, Dianna said, “I started to think that there must be people at St. Thomas Aquinas who need to be in public and who need masks.” So the group’s next step is to make masks for family and friends and that prompted her to consider her parish family.

Up to 25% of those infected with the coronavirus may be asymptomatic, which is why the Centers for Disease Control recommends that everyone wear a mask when going to public places.

If you would like to participate in a ministry to make masks, if you need a mask, or if you would like more information, please send an email to stareply@sta.org

We thank Dianna, Joellen and the numerous other “Masketeers” who have generously offered their time and talents for those who have needed it the most.

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