A homily for Pentecost Sunday 2020

I am reminded by today’s readings (all of them) of back around 2006 or so. I got in my car to go get a haircut at the mall. No masks were required in public back then. As I was driving there, I had the radio on and an NPR interview was the broadcast. I remember this one NPR broadcast and no others. [NPR = National Public Radio] A man was being interviewed. I believe the man had some history of some level of fame, perhaps as an author. Whatever he had accomplished, it all came crumbling down when he had a sudden onset of a crippling disease, I believe with a terminal diagnosis. The man was being interviewed because he had been miraculously cured. That was why he was being interviewed by NPR (that and his renewed life had brought about a new book, perhaps?). The man talked about how miserable his life had become, being bed-ridden and no longer visited by friends. Then, he said, “Jesus appeared by my bed. He said, ‘You are cured.’” The NPR interviewer asked, “What did Jesus look like?” I remember the response as clear as if he just said these words today. He said, “He looked just like his pictures!”

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