I do not like mustard. I never have and probably never will. But when the Gospel and homily today revolved mainly around the concept of a teeny, tiny, mustard seed, it was a different story.
I have heard and read this passage so many times, but today, the words of the homily made it brand new to my ears, and my heart.
To give you some context, here is the main verse that was discussed in the homily:
The apostles said to the Lord, “Increase our faith!” And the Lord said, “If you had faith like a mustard seed, you would say to this mulberry tree, ‘Be uprooted and be planted in the sea’; and it would obey you. -Luke 17:5-6
What caught my ear today was Fr. Robert saying very simply that the size of our faith is not what matters, but the power of who our faith is in. So, whether I put faith the size of mustard seed or a mountain in God, God’s power is always the same power. (I can’t compare that to an object, because I won’t try to put human limits on God’s power)
How do we put that tiny or huge faith into action? Fr. Robert then summed up my current state in one line. When we have that inkling of faith, that tiny mustard seed’s worth, “we give God a signal…we invite him into our struggle”. He explained it could be as simple as lighting a candle in Church. We give our signal that we are ready to let Him in and act in our lives.
For me, it was starting a novena. A novena that when only half way through renewed by desire to go to Mass. When I arrived there today, the DRE was walking out from the ‘coffee and’ from the Mass before. She pulled me in for a hug and said how nice it was to see me. After I walked away from her, I felt loved, wanted, part of a whole. Just last Sunday, I was looking up Episcopal churches and considering coming to terms with not attending church anymore at all. Today, my Mother (Our Lady) brought me home.