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Preaching on Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday

February 14, 2018

Heart Key

Every good pair of lovers has a secret. It is very intimate to share a secret with someone. It is very special to say something that will never be repeated again.

This Lent, we must to lock ourselves up in a quiet room and share our souls with God. We must tell him our secrets and pour out our hearts. Jesus says, “When you pray, go to your inner room, close the door, and pray to God in secret.” It is beautiful to speak to God behind a closed door.

But we can’t stop with speaking to God. We must also listen in the silence. There is such wisdom in the nuns who claim that by marrying God they are marrying the silence. God courts human souls in silence. He does not need to entice us with smooth moves and quick talk. God needs only silence to make you fall in love with him. When he does use words, he often whispers softly into our ears what we can only hear if we pause a moment to quiet ourselves and listen.

Words are words, and they can be captivating and powerful. There is also action. When we want to say “I love you” to God, we should spend time with the poor. We will listen first. We will serve if they ask. To paraphrase Matthew 25, God is the poor. When we want to give God a bouquet of roses or a box of chocolates, we ought to give to the poor in the form of social justice and personal care.

Love is also sacrifice, and sacrifice entails suffering. We call a suffering sacrifice of love a fast. “Rend your hearts, not your garments,” says the prophet. Let us tear our hearts open so that God’s love can enter. This love will then burn within us but not consume us, as with Moses’ burning bush. We will walk into our hearts, but we must first take off our shoes: we will be stepping on holy ground. Let’s give to God the sacrifice of our hearts. Let’s do all things for the greater glory of God. That is enough of a sacrifice.

For the next forty days, I invite us to speak with God, give to God, and sacrifice for God. If we do, we will find that we, too, have faith in the words of the great Argentine poet Macedonio Fernandez: “I do not believe in the death of those who love, nor do I believe in the life of those who don’t love.”

David Inczauskis, S.J.

Madonna Della Strada Chapel

Loyola University Chicago

The God of heaven will set up a kingdom
that shall never be destroyed or delivered up to another people;
rather, it shall break in pieces all these kingdoms
and put an end to them, and it shall stand forever.

–Daniel 2:44

(Abajo en español)

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Reflection for Nov. 28, 2017

Daniel 2:31-45 and Luke 21:5-11

From the French Revolution to the present, politics have occupied the highest place in the human mind. If God does not exist, the most important thing becomes building a utopia here in this world (or on another planet according to the plots of sci-fi movies). Including the eras of Daniel and Jesus, human beings have divinized political figures. Caesar is God. Nebuchadnezzar is God. Bow down before them. There are parallel realities in the last century and currently, too. Nowadays more tears are shed over political defeats and triumphs than over the perennial passion of Christ.

In this context we listen to Daniel’s prophecy:

The God of heaven will set up a kingdom
that shall never be destroyed or delivered up to another people;
rather, it shall break in pieces all these kingdoms
and put an end to them, and it shall stand forever.
That is the meaning of the stone you saw hewn from the mountain
without a hand being put to it,
which broke in pieces the tile, iron, bronze, silver, and gold.
The great God has revealed to the king what shall be in the future;
this is exactly what you dreamed, and its meaning is sure.

In this context we listen to Jesus’ prophecy:

Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. 
There will be powerful earthquakes, famines, and plagues
from place to place;
and awesome sights and mighty signs will come from the sky.

Heaven and earth will pass away, but God’s word will never pass away. The body of Jesus was destroyed in 33 AD. The Temple of Jerusalem was destroyed in 70 AD. This universe will be destroyed at a moment that no one can predict. Everything perishes. Nothing makes it through alive except the rock, the fortress that is God.

This is the reality, but we cannot cower in fear because in Christ God has established an imperishable kingdom. This kingdom is the Church, and its king is Jesus. The fathers of the Second Vatican Council write, “The church–that is, the kingdom of Christ already present in mystery–grows visibly in the world through the power of God” (para. 3). The kingdom grows by the power of God, and the power of God has been poured out upon the Church in the form of water, oil, and flame of living love. Outside of this power, we can do nothing. With this power, we can do all things. Do we believe in this power? Do we believe that we have this power within us by the action of the Holy Spirit? Every true Catholic says “yes,” and this “yes” has resounded through all the world and up to the firmament of heaven. 

St. Augustine tells us that there are two cities: that of man and that of God. The city of man is built up in vain. We listen to the words of the Psalmist (127):

Unless the Lord builds the house,
    those who build it labor in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
    the guard keeps watch in vain.
It is in vain that you rise up early
    and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
    for he gives sleep to his beloved.

The city of God is not built in vain. In fact, it is not built by merely human forces at all. The city of God, the kingdom of God, is a free gift that comes to us through Christ. Only after we receive it can we begin to speak of our role in the reconstruction of the new heavens and the new earth.

First, receive grace. In one hour of prayer, God can make of your life a piece of artwork more beautiful than anything you could have accomplished in an entire year. Receive grace. With one drop of his precious blood, God can turn you into a saint. With one small piece of his body, God can divinize you. With a formula uttered in ten seconds, God can erase all your sins. With faith the size of a mustard seed, mountains will move. What do you want from God? What are you looking for? I am speaking of the deepest level of the heart. What are you looking for? Receive grace.

Now, after receiving grace, what does one do? Let me quote the Jesuit St. Alberto Hurtado: “What is my path through life? The will of God: to become holy, to cooperate with God, to do his work. What is greater, more worthy, more beautiful, more exciting?” Collaborate with God. May the words “thy kingdom come” reach fulfillment in you. Discern the will of God and follow it.

Cling to God, only to God. All the rest is chaff that will burn away. Because they clung to God, Daniel’s friends did not burn up with the chaff in the furnace. Cling to Jesus, the King, and don’t acknowledge any other. He is the stone that conquers powers and principalities with the movement of his pinky. God’s reign only grows by the power of God. Don’t go on building the city of man. Live to build the city of God.

–Given Nov. 28, 2017, at the Ignatius House Chapel at Loyola University Chicago


Reflexión del 28 de noviembre de 2017

Daniel 2:31-45 y Lucas 21:5-11

Desde la revolución francesa hasta el presente, la política ha ocupado el primer lugar en la mente de la humanidad. Si Dios no existe, lo más importante es la construcción de una utopía aquí en este mundo (o en otro planeta según los argumentos de las películas “sci-fi”). Incluso en los tiempos antiguos de Daniel y de Jesús, los seres humanos han divinizado a las figuras políticas. César es Dios. Nabucodonosor es Dios. Arrodíllense. Hay realidades paralelas en el último siglo y en la actualidad, también. Hoy más lagrimas se gastan por derrotas y triunfos políticos que por la pasión perenne de Jesús.

En este contexto escuchemos la profecía de Daniel:

En tiempo de estos reyes, el Dios del cielo hará surgir un reino que jamás será destruido, ni dominado por ninguna otra nación. Destruirá y aniquilará a todos estos reinos y él durará para siempre. Eso significa la piedra que has visto desprenderse del monte, sin intervención de mano humana, y que redujo a polvo el barro, el hierro, el bronce, la plata y el oro.

El Dios grande ha manifestado al rey lo que va a suceder. El sueño es verdadero, y su interpretación, exacta.

En este contexto escuchemos también la profecía de Jesús:

Se levantará una nación contra otra y un reino contra otro. En diferentes lugares habrá grandes terremotos, epidemias y hambre, y aparecerán en el cielo señales prodigiosas y terribles.

“Cielo y tierra pasarán, pero tu palabra no pasará.” El cuerpo de Jesús se destruye en el año 33, el Templo de Jerusalén se destruye en el año 70, y este universo se destruye en un momento que nadie pueda predecir. Todo pasará. Nada saldrá intacto salvo la roca, el alcázar que es Dios.

Esta es la realidad, pero no debemos acobardarnos ante ella porque en Cristo Dios ha establecido un reino sin fin. Este reino es la Iglesia, y su rey es Jesús. Los padres del Segundo Concilio Vaticano escriben, “La Iglesia o reino de Cristo, presente actualmente en misterio, por el poder de Dios crece visiblemente en el mundo” (para. 3). El reino crece por el poder de Dios, y el poder de Dios se he derramado sobre la Iglesia en forma de agua, aceite, y llama de amor viva. Fuera de este poder, el ser humano no puede hacer nada. Con este poder, el ser humano puede hacerlo todo. ¿Creemos en este poder? ¿Creemos que tenemos este poder dentro de nosotros por la acción del Espíritu Santo? Todo católico verdadero dice que sí, y su sí ha retumbado en todo el mundo hasta el firmamento de los cielos.

San Agustín nos dice que hay dos ciudades: la del hombre y la de Dios. La del hombre se construye en vano. Escuchemos las palabras del salmista:

Si el Señor no construye la casa,

de nada sirve que trabajen los constructores;

si el Señor no protege la ciudad,

de nada sirve que vigilen los centinelas.

De nada sirve trabajar de sol a sol

y comer un pan ganado con dolor,

cuando Dios lo da a sus amigos mientras duermen.

 La ciudad de Dios no se construye en vano; de hecho, no se construye por fuerzas meramente humanas en absoluto. La ciudad de Dios, el reino de Dios, es un regalo gratuito que nos llega mediante Cristo. Solo después de recibirlo podemos comenzar a hablar de nuestro papel en la reconstrucción de los nuevos cielos y las nuevas tierras.

Primero, reciban la gracia. En una hora de oración, Dios puede realizar en sus vidas una obra más bella que Uds. pueden realizar en un año. Reciban la gracia. Con una gota de su preciosísima sangre, Dios puede transformarlos en santos. Con un trozo de su cuerpo, Dios puede divinizarlos. Con una fórmula dicha en diez segundos, Dios puede borrar todos sus pecados. Con fe del tamaño de un granito de mostaza, las montañas se moverán. ¿Qué quieren de Dios? ¿Qué buscan? Hablo del nivel más profundo del alma. ¿Qué buscan? Reciban la gracia.

Ahora bien, después de recibir la gracia, ¿qué se hace? Cito al santo jesuita Alberto Hurtado: “¿Cuál es el Camino de mi vida? La voluntad de Dios: santificarme, colaborar con Dios, realizar su obra. ¿Habrá algo más grande, más digno, más hermoso, más capaz de entusiasmar?” Colaborar con Dios. Que las palabras “venga a nosotros tu reino” se cumplan en Uds. Disciernan la voluntad de Dios y síganla.

En fin, aférrense a Dios, solo a él. El resto es paja que se quemará. Por haberse aferrado a Dios, los amigos de Daniel no se queman en el horno con la paja. Aférrense a Jesús, el Rey, y no reconozca a otro. Él es la piedra que conquista poderes y principados con el meñique de la mano. Su reino crece solo por el poder de Dios. No vivan construyendo la ciudad del hombre. Vivan construyendo la ciudad de Dios.

–Predicado el 28 de noviembre de 2017 en la capilla de la casa Ignacio de Loyola University Chicago

–David Inczauskis, S.J.

Reflection for Divine Mercy Sunday: April 23, 2017 A.D.


On February 22, 1931, Jesus Christ appeared to Sister Faustina Kowalska, a Polish nun. She recorded the event in her diary. She writes,

“In the evening, when I was in my cell, I became aware of the Lord Jesus clothed in a white garment. One hand was raised in blessing, the other was touching the garment at the breast. From the opening of the garment at the breast there came forth two large rays, one red and the other pale. In silence I gazed intently at the Lord; my soul was overwhelmed with fear, but also with great joy. After a while Jesus said to me, ‘Paint an image according to the pattern you see, with the inscription: Jesus, I trust in You.'”

Sometime later, Our Lord revealed to her the meaning of this symbol:

“The pale ray stands for the Water which makes souls righteous; the red ray stands for the Blood which is the life of souls. These two rays issued forth from the depths of My most tender Mercy at that time when My agonizing Heart was opened by a lance on the Cross….Fortunate is the one who will dwell in their shelter.”

The Divine Mercy image is intimately connected with Holy Week and Easter. Jesus’ crucifixion, death, and resurrection are the source of all grace in the Christian life. Everything comes from Holy Week. Everything leads to Holy Week.

The pale ray represents the water of baptism. This water poured out of Jesus’ heart when a Roman soldier pierced his side. This water takes people out of the darkness of original sin into the light of grace. St. Paul says to the Romans, “Do you not know that all of us who have been baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? Therefore, we have been buried with him by baptism into death, so that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life” (6:3-4). Baptism changes everything. It radically transforms us, even now, if we let it. Do we trust in the grace of baptism?

The red ray represents the blood of Christ. Like the water, this blood poured out of Jesus’ heart when the Roman soldier pierced his side. This blood becomes the lifeblood of the people of the Church, who drink it every Sunday (if not every day). The blood of Christ courses through our veins, filling us with the divine life. Jesus preaches to the multitudes, “My blood is true drink” (John 6:55). St. Paul writes to the Corinthians, “The cup of blessing that we bless, is it not a sharing in the blood of Christ?” (1 Cor. 10:16). We have just received this gift in Communion. It has the power to radically transform us. Do we trust in the grace of the blood of Christ?

It is all about trust in God’s grace. Pope Francis says, “All is grace.” St. Ignatius says, “Find God in all things.” Everything has the possibility to become a grace for us if we trust. Trust does not mean that worldly goods will enter into our life if we merely believe. It does not mean that death or suffering will stay away. No. Trust is a simple belief that all is grace. Christ is our model. For him, even suffering, even death become graces, for he showed us his love in suffering. The greatest grace is selfless love, which often hurts. Can we let this truth into our hearts? All is grace. Are we childlike enough, humble enough to know it?

Jesus says to Saint Faustina, “Tell souls that, from the fountain of mercy, souls draw graces solely with the vessel of trust. If their trust is great, there is no limit to My generosity. The torrents of grace inundate humble souls.”

Are we humble? Do we trust in God? There is one way to know. There is a simple rule of thumb we can use at any time. When is the last time that we have seen God’s grace? If we answer “now,” then we are humble and trust in God. If anything else, then we do not.

Let me conclude with the prayer of St. Ignatius Loyola:

“Take, Lord, and receive all our liberty, our memory, our understanding, and our entire will, All we have and call our own. You have given all to us. To you, Lord, we return it. Everything is yours; do with it what you will. Give us only your love and your grace, that is enough for us. Amen.”

Best wishes,
David J.W. Inczauskis, S.J.




“Who is there like you, the God who removes guilt?” “You will cast into the depths of the sea all our sins.”

“Thy will be done.” “Whoever does the will of my heavenly Father is my brother, and sister, and mother.”

The Church has presented us today with two fundamental themes that reverberate through Sacred Scripture: mercy and justice. Mercy, essentially, is, according to Pope Francis’s bull for the Year of Mercy, “the bridge that connects God and man, opening our hearts to the hope of being loved forever despite our sinfulness.” Within the same text the Holy Father defines justice as “the faithful abandonment of oneself to God’s will.”

Unfortunately, for many complex reasons, which I won’t get into this morning, many Christians have come to see mercy and justice as opposing, conflictive attributes of God; however, we profess that God is one and that His attributes are ultimately united.

All this thought is abstract, and, maybe, uninteresting to many, so I’d like to provide a concrete example from my time at Loyola University Medical Center. This short story demonstrates one facet of the the justice/mercy situation: God’s justice, which asks of us conformity to His will, invites us to seek His mercy and to share His mercy with others. More succinctly stated, God wills for us to set our eyes on His merciful gaze and to be that merciful gaze to the weak and to sinners.

On the afternoon of May 3rd I received a page asking me to check-in on a patient in the cardiothoracic intensive care unit. She was a 15-year-old girl, named Juanita, who had been diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at the age of 9. Since her diagnosis, she spent just about every other week in the hospital. She was so sick at this point that the doctors put her on “ECMO,” which is basically a machine outside of the body that pumps blood for a person whose heart is failing. The situation was dire, but, thankfully, Juanita still had a bit of consciousness: I could speak with her and with her mother. She struck me as a brave, delightful girl. Her mother told me about her interests in pop music, computer games, and time with her friends. At the end of the conversation, I asked Juanita if she would like to pray with me. She nodded and smiled. Her mother pointed to a picture of Our Lady of Guadalupe that hung on the wall. I entrusted little Juanita to big Guadalupe, and I felt that something special had happened as I left the room.

The next day I was off, so I didn’t meet with the family again until May 5th, Cinco de Mayo. Once again, the pager went off, and I spoke with the nurse on the phone. She told me that there was a “Goals of Care” meeting planned for Juanita. My heart sank. A “Goals of Care” meeting almost always meant that the patient was about to die. The family would have some big decisions to make. Quickly, I gathered my things and ran up to the ICU.

I walked into the conference room. Juanita’s mother, Yesica, was sitting next to the social worker. Tears ran down both of their faces. The social worker quietly excused herself and left me to be with Yesica alone. We sat in silence for about 5 minutes, at which point I asked her gently, “What happened?” She replied, with intermittent tears, “Yesterday, her numbers started to crash. They told me that we could keep little Juanita alive for a while, but that, ultimately, the outcome would be negative. They asked me to consider taking her off the life sustaining support. They said that I could do it in good faith. It wouldn’t be immoral. It didn’t sit well with me at all though. I wanted to fight. Last night, I got only a few hours of rest… I had a dream. I saw Juanita playing in the sea on the shore. She was running, swimming, dancing, laughing. She was happy again–happy like she was when she was eight, before all of this started. I woke up crying. I thought that God was calling her home, that I should let her go. What do you think, chaplain, what do you think about my dream? Please tell me.”

She grabbed my shoulder and stared into my eyes. I let a few moments of silence linger so that I could reflect. What to say? God, somewhere in my heart, whispered to me to share with Yesica, “The sea is God’s mercy, and, I think that you’re right, God wants to submerge her in His mercy. He wants her to be happy forever in the depths of His mercy.” She took my hand. We sat without another word a while longer. She broke the silence by asking us to pray together. We entrusted Juanita to God once more, this time in complete abandonment to His will. God’s justice was His mercy.

Later that night, Juanita did die. By the generosity of her mother, Juanita became an organ donor. Her liver helped save the life of another child.

Brothers, as we prepare for vows and as we enter into the second year of the novitiate, may we always be open to doing the will of God like Yesica. May God grant us the grace to see that His will is mercy and that our abandonment to that will makes us just before Him, turns us into another Christ.


Names have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved.

God bless,

David J.W. Inczauskis, n.S.J.



Shawn Mendes and Prepping for Christmas:

My Most Recent Homiletic Reflection at the Jesuit Novitiate

Shawn Mendes

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Reading: Matthew 11:11-15

Those who were at the sold-out Jingle Ball Concert at the Xcel Energy Center this Monday would have heard the Canadian Shawn Mendes’ hit song “Something Big.” While listening to the lyrics amidst the crowd of shrieking preteen girls, Jack and Brennan, I knew immediately that I had to use it in today’s reflection. Bae, as one young lady proudly tweeted, sang melodiously, “Something big I feel it happening, Out of my control, Pushing, pulling, and it’s grabbing me, Feel it in my bones like, O, O, O, O, O, O.” Something big is happening, and I, for one, have felt it in my bones, pushing and pulling, every advent season since my reversion. We are on the cusp of something great, and we can be channels of this greatness.

To be honest, though, I would have to say that I’ve experienced this sense of magnitude both inside and outside of the advent season proper. For instance, one quiet afternoon during my second trimester in England, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. As soon as it happened, I had a sense that it was a message of importance, so I indiscreetly checked it during a lecture that must not have been very interesting. I read the text from my friend JP: “Pope Benedict is stepping down.” “Say what?” I replied, but, yes, it was true. For the next couple of weeks, I, along with the rest of the Christian world, anxiously awaited for the conclave to begin and for a successor to emerge. One night, while a live feed of St. Peter’s Square was streaming on my computer as I prepared some dinner, the crowd erupted in cheers. Shortly after, Francis stepped out, and I started to shake inside. Something big was happening!

Like the crowds in St. Peter’s that fateful night, the crowds from the gospel reading today must have had a real sense that something big was happening, too, something really big. Jesus solemnly and boldly proclaimed that John the Baptist is Elijah. If the crowd had been listening to John the Baptist, then they would have known that Jesus, by calling John “Elijah,” was essentially calling himself the Messiah. To quote again from the great Shawn Mendes, at this point Jesus had “taken a spark and started a fire.” It is hard to underestimate Our Lord’s boldness here.

And yet the same spirit that moved in Christ is with us today. Can we proclaim the message of God’s plan of salvation with the audacity of Jesus, with the true audacity of hope? I invite you to take a moment to consider your life right now. What do you feel that God is calling you to be, to announce, or to do? Is it “something big,” something bold? Does he have great plans for you during the long retreat? Is he calling you to greater holiness at the long experiment? Is he speaking in powerful ways to our directors? Undoubtedly, he is, so, as Shawn would put it, “Stomp your feet: the ground will shake. Clap your hands: the walls will break.” Listen to God with ears that hear, respond with generosity, and see that the mountains will move in praise of the One who saves.

Best wishes,
David Inczauskis, n.S.J.

Luke 9:24 – “Pay attention to what I am telling you. The Son of Man is to be handed over to men.”

(The Preaching of St. Francis Xavier, Gesu Church, Rome)

Whoever desires to enter the Society of Jesus, first and foremost, has it in his heart to “serve as a soldier of God beneath the banner of the Cross.” In this straightforward statement at the beginning of the Formula of the Institute, we see the heart of the Pauline character of the Jesuits, a group that is not afraid to preach Christ and Him crucified, even to the ends of the earth. It is towards the Cross that Christ consistently sets his gaze, predicting his passion three times before it occurs. It is the gospel message of the cross that St. Paul takes with him to Corinth, where both Jew and Greek can discover in it only a foolish obstacle. It is the physical representation of the cross, the crucifix, that St. Francis Xavier carries with him to India as an image with which to preach the gospel. And it is before the cross that St. Francis Borgia kneels after the death of Empress Isabella, crying, “No, no, my God. Never again shall I have a master whom death can take from me.” The cross, in short, is the game-changer, the meridian of time that alters the course of human history.

The cross is a gruesome instrument of torture, a gallows, an electric chair, a guillotine, and yet it serves as a symbol of hope for the Christian world, for from the side of Christ on the cross pour forth the water of baptism and the blood of the Eucharist that give new life to the world. The cross is not a symbol of defeat, unless we speak of the defeat of sin and death. Rather, the cross, Good Friday, is the truest sign of inspiration because it cannot be separated from the Easter Resurrection that awaits us on the other side of death. As Pope Francis simply states in Evangelii Gaudium, “Christian triumph is always a cross, yet a cross which is at the same time a victorious banner” (para. 85). The one, eternal sacrifice takes place at Golgotha, the Place of the Skull. At that spot Jesus accomplishes the work of salvation, taking from us every burden, every sin. Do we see what has happened? Do we, with St. Alphonsus Liguori, know that we have but to look upon the crucified Christ to see the depths of love that God has for us, to see that our God is such that He lays down his life for his friends? We witness immense hope for the world in the example of St. Maximilian Kolbe, a spiritual father who exchanges his life as a ransom for one man and his family; if so, how much more can we find solace in the God who puts himself in the place of all, the billions and billions of souls, at the moment of His passion. And now, the enemy conquered by Love is more than just an evil political regime but the very author of evil and the father of lies himself.

Returning to St. Paul and our Holy Father, we can triumphantly exclaim, “O Death, where is thy victory? O Death, where is thy sting? Now the sting of death is sin: and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who hath given us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ” (1 Cor. 15:55).

My earnest prayer is that we, as Jesuits, will always turn to the cross of Christ for our salvation, since from the cross comes the Resurrection, and from the Resurrection comes the very source of our hope and joy, the gaudium et spes, the joy of the Gospel.

Best wishes,
David J.W. Inczauskis, n.S.J.

My “Homiletic” Reflection for August 20, 2015

On Matthew 22:1-14


(Our Chapel at the Novitiate in St. Paul)

“Anything interests between those who love.” “Anything interests between those who love,” so thinks the main character of Jane Austen’s gripping novel Emma. While I’ve wildly torn that line out of its context, as I tend to do with all texts—including lyrics—there is a core of truth to Emma’s ruminations that bears on the gospel for today. God’s Son has a beloved, and that beloved is the Church, a body to whom all are invited to celebrate the Eternal Feast, the Heavenly Banquet, the Supper of the Lamb.

Have you ever been in love? How does it make you feel? For me, it is, in a truer sense of the word than previously applied, gripping. And it is all too devastating. In love, now, as Ed Sheeran says in his melodious duet with Taylor Swift, “Everything has changed.” The morning air is crisp, food tastes a bit better, and unbearable people are suddenly more bearable; and all of this, simply because of that stirring desire within us.

Yes. And what of our loving relationship with God? Isn’t it similar? To quote a more authoritative source, I’ll turn to Pedro Arrupe, who has taught us to pray, “Nothing is more practical than finding God, than falling in Love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything.” Everything? Yes, everything. That’s what our life in the novitiate is all about: God is courting us, and we take a couple of years to figure out exactly how to respond in a “quite absolute, final way.” Our vow formula zealously reads, “I vow to your divine Majesty, before the most holy Virgin Mary and the entire heavenly court, perpetual chastity, poverty, and obedience in the Society of Jesus.”

But, of course, there is one difference between romantic love between solely human spouses and our relationship with God. Human partners alone cannot promise perpetual things for each person in this bond “passes away” into the hands of Hades. There is always the “til death do us part” of human relationships that makes them decidedly tragic. Yet, as for us, Christ has overcome death, and we commit ourselves solely to Him.

I daresay to all the first years, and to everyone really, something that I have found for myself to be true—that if you want to be with Jesus forever, then you are in good company here; that if you want to make a radical vow to the Lord, then you will find peace here; and that if the heart inside you is softly speaking to God “Take, Receive, Everything” then you have found your place here, for we are men of Jesus, in the Society of Jesus.

Best wishes,

David J.W.Inczauskis, n.S.J.