Taking the gold for Team Humanity: homily for the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary

Homily for the Assumption

Raphael, Coronation of the Virgin, Vatican Museums

My brothers and sisters, I’m no angel.  Before you respond with too much glee, “Oh, Father, we know,” let me point out—you’re no angels, either.

Now, when people say, “He’s no angel,” usually what they’re saying doesn’t mean what they think it does.  Usually, if someone says, “He’s no angel,” they mean, “He’s not so nice.”  Maybe there are a few skeletons in his closet.

But not all the angels were good.  Lucifer and the demons are angels, and they have so many skeletons there’s no room for clothes in their closets.  Today’s great feast is dedicated to a woman who never sinned.  But today, the feast of the Assumption, we celebrate the fact that Mary is no angel.  She is a human being.  A woman.  One of us.

You see, because the real reason demons don’t have clothes in their closets is because they don’t have anything to wear them on.  Angels don’t have bodies.  But we do.  That’s the difference between angels and human beings.  Otherwise, we’re quite a bit alike.  We both have intelligence and free will—which is how the fallen angels sinned.  The big difference is the body.

Today we celebrate the fact that at the end of her life on earth, Mary’s body entered immediately into heavenly glory.

And, my friends, this is not some bit of religious trivia, but something very, very important for each one of us.  Because it means that to be saved, to enter into heavenly glory, we don’t have to give up being human.  We don’t have to become angels.  God wants to save us as human beings, which is why his plan for our salvation involved taking the flesh of Mary, a woman, to become a man, so that we, women and men, might be saved in our human bodies.

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Innsbruck revisited

I was thrilled to get the news this week that my essay “Angels in Innsbruck” was selected by Dappled Things as the winner of their 2021 Jacques Maritain Prize for Nonfiction. Dappled Things is a wonderful literary journal, the only one I know of with the explicit mission of publishing Catholic literature. They’re both online and in print; the print journal features some really beautiful artwork and is well worth the subscription.

To celebrate the occasion, I thought I’d post a few pictures from my summer in Innsbruck to go along along with the essay. First the angels in the Jesuit church…

And then a few pictures of beautiful Innsbruck.