Homily from Vespers at Basilica
Custos of the Sacro Convento
Friar Mauro Gambetti, OFM Conv.
The antiphons of the psalms and the short reading to which we have listened sound like an invitation to reconsider our personal vocation story and our community vocation as friars minor. it may be a help to linger for a moment, as one does in language exercises, and complete the following phrases:
The Lord Himself led me among them (the lepers), and I...
And after the Lord gave me brothers, I...
A dispute arose among them as to which one of them was to be regarded as the greatest, and yet I..
And those who came to undertake this life distributed to the poor that which they had, and we...
How beautiful if it were to emerge from our experiences something similar to that which Francis and his first companions related to us! Not a blameless story, free of conflict or contradictions. It would be naive to idealize their story or to imagine Francis as a sort of mirror of perfection in the sense that has come down to us in the Saint's biography of the same name drafted much later. I will try to actualize and unpack some aspects of our story in completing the sentences in everyone's name.
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Friar Mauro Gambetti, OFM Conv., Custos of the Sacro Convento, offering the homily during Vespers at the Basilica of St. Francis on Wednesday.
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The Lord Himself led me among them (the lepers): The experience of feeling threatened by the presence of someone, offended by some gesture, or wounded by a word which reawakens our poverty, our faults, our wounds is not unfamiliar to us. Just think of the relationships between our families of the First Order until a short while ago. In some circumstances it is natural that envies and jealousies, anger or repulsion, arise within us, perhaps because the others represent what we would like to be, or because we see in them what we fear in ourselves and about ourselves.
The Lord Himself led me among them, and I sought above all to be welcoming to open myself to the other in order to receive him to have him enter...and to "gather" with him. The ingredients: hospitality, acceptance, listening, esteem and the attempt to put myself into play to make the other participant in something which I feel to be mine. The experience of an unconditional welcome then brought me to recognize the value of the other, his "different beauty."
And after the Lord gave me brothers: daily, in fraternity, we meet "nice" people, with whom we feel at ease, because we are encouraged, appreciated, supported in our ideas. Daily, we also meet "not so nice people" with whom we experience tensions, blocks, contradictions which we find suffocating, choking our life force. You need only recall some discussions in chapter to find some traces of this experience.
And after the Lord gave me brothers,
I welcomed them and I used mercy towards them, yoking together two twin sisters - welcome and mercy - in forgiveness, essential for growth in relationships of communion and in peace. Forgiving allowed me to recognize once again the other person as a gift, to open myself even more to the other and to make more space for him iin my heart. Forgive, forgive, forgive, day after day. This is the work of the Spirit, the work of the powerful word of the Holy Gospel.
A dispute arose among us as to which one of us was to be regarded as the greatest: Conflicts often arise which on their face concern ideals, styles of life situations. On the face of it, because when no solutions are found, they are often shown to be hiding the matter openly discussed by the disciples of Jesus: who is the greatest among us? It is not simply a matter of roles, but rather of identity: who am I in the fraternity? The exercise of power which my role confers - and we know that even when one is carrying out the most simple service one exercises a power - can easily slip into forms of domination, of self-affirmation, of one's own ideas and reasons. In such a case, one seeks for the most part to flee from the frustration that arises from the lack of gratitude for one's identity, that more or less consciously, I attribute to the brothers.
A dispute arose among us as to which one of us was to be regarded as the greatest, and yet I have sought not to hide behind the role game in respect to my problems of identity and I seek with all my heart to root my identity in Jesus. Only thus do I not have to defend anything nor affirm anything, and I can instead with liberty of heart seek the will of God. Only in this way others can be at the center of my attention and I can live power as Jesus did, who made himself obedient to take care of us, to communicate his life to us.
And those who came to undertake this life distributed to the poor that which they had: we too have done the same, liberating ourselves of our possessions and consigning our wills to another. Still, temptations are not lacking for us to take back everything with interest, as happened to Francis returning from Perugia to Assisi on that night in which the little flower of perfect joy is set. We too are tempted by intellectual prestige, that today we see assuming the connotations of self-fulfillment, individualism and religious power that has assumed the form of the organization, of the strength of the institution or of the ambition to cover ecclesiastical offices, of religious success which one measures by number - how many vocations? How many will we be in 10 years? In 20? These are the most recurring questions - and on church and social visibility.
And those who came to undertake this life distributed to the poor that which they had...and today, as well, we seek to content ourselves with only one tunic, a habit that characterizes us because it indicates the freedom from material goods and "customs" which define our liberty - to amount to something, to dominate, to have success - to assume the identity of followers of Jesus Christ, poor and crucified. Jesus is the only one who interests us, source of the only real joy. We are interested only in being His. For this we seek to walk together as Franciscan friars in Assisi and, I fervently hope, in the world, because we don't seek first place, to maintain our privileges (even if legitimate and won through hard work) but rather we desire to be "peripheral" recognizing others at the center. And even when it does fall to one of us to be at the center, we do not wish to be there alone, but "to do things together," to share to be able to make available all we are and all we have.
Francis, you show us the way. May Christ teach us our part.
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