Memorial of Sts. John de Brébeuf and Isaac Jogues, Priests, and Companions, Martyrs
Ephesians 2:1-10; Luke 12:13-21
Suppose for a moment that we were in 17th century France, meeting with Fr. Isaac Jogues. He stands before us, emaciated and worn out, with the fingers he used to consecrate the Eucharist mutilated. He tells us of his mission among the Mohawk people of North America – how they misunderstood, abused, and tortured him and his companions – and then of his escape and safe return to France.
How would we react to hear him say next that he couldn’t wait to get back to America and be with the Mohawks once again?
My guess is, at the very least, we’d be sad and a little surprised.
Those close to him certainly were. His family begged him to stay. His superiors offered him a comfortable teaching position. The French people saw him as a hero, a living martyr, and wanted to honor him. The queen of Austria even came to see him, and wept as she kissed his mutilated hands.
In terms of today’s Gospel, we might think that Fr. Jogues had every reason to consider his barn “full.” He had served God faithfully and suffered terribly. Now he had safety, respect, and a measure of physical comfort. Naturally, those who loved him wanted him to stay in France, safe and sound. Why risk everything by returning to the very people who had tortured him?
But there are barns and there are barns. Father knew that the earthly treasures his friends and family wanted him to enjoy — health, respect, and safety — were temporary and easily lost. He had discovered something far more valuable: the riches of Christ, which he longed to share with others.
St. Paul reminds us today that we are saved by grace, created in Christ Jesus for good works. Father Jogues wasn’t trying to earn God’s love through suffering. He had received that love, and he was willing to spend his life sharing it with others.
In fact, he was eager to. People noted that Father was restless to continue evangelizing the people who tortured him. Once Pope Urban VIII gave him a special dispensation to use the other fingers of his hands for consecrations, his joy was complete and he set sail for America.
Although suffering and death did lay ahead, Father remained joyful and resolute. As he knew, true joy isn’t the absence of suffering but the presence of a transcendent purpose. His life shows us clearly that only when we stop living for self-preservation and begin living for what matters to God can we most truly be at peace.
So, on this memorial of the martyrs St. Isaac Jogues and his companions, let us ask ourselves: What is my barn filled with? Is it concern about financial security, fitting in with others, control, or comfort? Do I let those concerns determine whether I am at peace or joyful?
And let us ask Almighty God for the wisdom to recognize that our lives, too, belong to him, and that none of us knows how much time we have. May we learn to see the daily trials of our own lives – from the frustration of traffic tie-ups to the profound suffering that can accompany serious illness – not merely as obstacles to our peace, but as opportunities to surrender our pride, practice patience, and draw nearer to the heart of Christ.
St. Isaac Jogues, pray for us.
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