Lent: Stewardship and Prayer
For the rest of Lent, look for babies
Begin this discipline by first paying attention to every baby that you see
By Tom Rinkoski
The movie line, "I see dead people" crept immediately up the
charts with other famous movie lines; "Play it again Sam" from
Casablanca, or Clint Eastwood's "Make my day!" The line, "I see
dead people," was uttered by the child actor Haley Joe Osmet in
The Sixth Sense indicating that he had an uncanny ability to
see the world differently from others. Since the birth of my first
grandchild, I have gained the uncanny ability to see the world
differently! I see babies.
Sunday, they taught us a new song. One line stood out, "Like a
mother in labor, I bring all to birth." A couple with an infant sat
next to us. An infant yelled out the best rendition of a Kyrie I
have heard since the seminary.
When I was giving a presentation on talking to teens about sex a
short while ago a women entered with a baby and said she would sit
in the back so as not to bother me. Informing her of my Babu
[grandfather] status, I politely but firmly asked her to come to
the front. At the Mall I am positive there has been a sudden
increase in strollers. I see babies.
It seems wonderfully appropriate to see more babies as we get
closer to Easter! What better way to celebrate new life than
babies! Our grandson is going to be baptized on Holy Saturday -- a
convergence of sacred streams!
Sunday, I was staring across the aisle at a somewhat bored group
of teens. They rolled their tongues around in their mouths to wile
away the time. Occasionally, the tongue peeked out, and quickly
returned as if embarrassed. As I saw it, I recalled how baby Cain,
shortly after birth, stuck out his tongue repeatedly, almost like a
snake, checking out his new world, tasting life.
Each of us has an inner baby, forever trying to get out. I see a
lot more of our inner babies shining forth. I see it in adult men
who hunger for attention. I see it in 5-year-olds crying because
the world has thrown them another curve ball they still can't
figure out. New teens trying to deal with a budding sexuality
remind me of the reactions I see in babies when they first discover
the toes and fingers they stuff into their mouths are their own. I
see babies! I believe this is a part of God's Easter plan.
Get in touch with the baby in you. Maybe that's what God was
getting at in the story of the Transfiguration from the Second
Sunday of Lent. Peter didn't make a mistake in setting up tents for
Moses, Elijah and Jesus -- he just acted too much like an adult.
The bright lights, the clean whiteness are all the elemental signs
that God was just trying to initiate the simplicity of holy
playtime.
Or consider the passage from Isaiah which anticipates the
passion narrative, "God has given me a well trained tongue." Most
of us like to think of that in terms of professional communication,
the ability to clearly enunciate your consonants and vowels.
Perhaps we haven't applied the logic of God to the situation.
Perhaps the most effective well trained tongue is a baby's? Babies
don't yet know what we call language, yet they communicate. Don't
they? Ask any mother. Better yet, ask any grandmother. I hear
babies, everywhere, a lot more than I ever had. It is the sound of
Easter among us!
The way babies feel is glorious isn't it? The first time I
touched Cain's baby head, my fingers felt like they were in touch
with heaven. Commercials for skin cream call out to the baby in us.
Even though the AARP card in my wallet assures me I will never have
smooth skin like that again, it is there somewhere, just below the
layer I am scratching. Jesus was well aware of the power of touch,
and connected that way with each person he healed. My guess is that
not only did he heal each person's infirmity, but Jesus' touch was
just like being in touch with the softness of a baby. We love
touching new life, because being in touch with life is the root of
what we are about. We are Easter People. We see babies!
The smell of incense doesn't hold a candle to the smell of a
baby. Make it your Lenten practice to smell babies in the air.
In the remaining time of Lent make a special effort to see
babies. Begin this discipline by first paying attention to every
baby you see. Smile and say a little prayer of "Thanks" each
time.
Then slowly but surely advance to seeing the baby in each person
you see. If you do it long enough and hard enough, someone will
touch the baby in you!
(Rinkoski is the Green Bay Diocese's Family Life director and
a professional story-teller. E-mail him at trinkoski@gbdioc.org.)
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