Zacchaeus wasn’t just a corrupt tax collector. He was the chief tax collector. He had grown rich while abusing his countrymen and capitalizing on their woes.
I myself can hardly relate to Zacchaeus. I have never had to climb a tree to see over a crowd in my life.
But Zacchaeus did more than just swindle people. If we do the math, we can figure that not all of Zacchaeus’ money came to him dishonestly. Apparently, Zacchaeus had cheated people, but he also made prudent investments with the money, with some honest profits on them. So, when Christ called him, and Zacchaeus turned his heart to God, the notorious tax collector had enough honest money in his coffers to pay back those he had wronged four times over.
Now, during November we Catholics pray especially for…the dead.
If we could be certain that our loved ones have made it all the way to heaven; if we could be sure that they are totally at peace, free of all debts to God and man, altogether reconciled to the truth; if we could know all this for sure, then we wouldn’t pray for them. Rather, we would pray to them.
On the other hand, if we had no hope whatsoever that our beloved dead could reach the goal; if the whole thing were hopeless, then we wouldn’t pray for them then, either.
We pray because we hope. Death swallows us human beings up into a great darkness. But we believe that God’s light shines beyond what we can see. So it’s worth praying. We hope for forgiveness, reconciliation, and peace for the ones we love, and we pray for this.
Let’s get even a little more precise. Between the certainty that we don’t have, and the hopelessness that we don’t feel–about our deceased loved ones–some intermediate state must exist. For them, that is. Some intermediate state between heaven and hell. What is it? It must be something that involves making progress. We pray that our beloved dead will make progress toward the ultimate goal. How does someone make progress after death?
What happened with Zacchaeus teaches us the answer. Zacchaeus saw God from the tree. The Lord called Him closer, and of course Zacchaeus wanted to respond. To get closer, Zacchaeus had to do two things: He had to receive the mercy of God in Christ, so he could start fresh. And he also had to pay people back. He had done a lot of wrong, so—with the means at his disposal—he had to make it right again.
Now, we deceive ourselves if we don’t acknowledge that our debts weigh heavily in the balance of justice. Who doesn’t fail in his duties in this life? Duties to family, to church, to neighbor, to the poor and vulnerable? We have a duty to the truth, to respect it completely. We fail. We have a duty to use all the material means we have to help others. We don’t. We have a duty to receive everything as a gift, and give thanks, and seek only the higher things of God. We get sidetracked. We let ourselves get grievously sidetracked.
God mercifully forgives sinners who repent. But there’s a lot of debts to settle up. We can start while we’re still making our pilgrim way on earth. Whatever debts remain when we die, we settle in purgatory. And our time in purgatory gets shorter with every prayer someone says for us, every Mass someone has offered for us, every sacrifice someone makes for us. We hope that someone will do all these things for us when we pass on. Which means the least we can do is pray and fast and make sacrifices and have Masses said and walk through Holy Doors for our beloved dead and for all the faithful departed.


Tomorrow some of us will keep the Memorial of Pope St. John Paul II on the road. We will pass through a Holy Door in Charleston, WVa., and then hightail it through Kentucky, headed for Thomas Merton’s Gethsemani Abbey.
As you may know, Thomas Merton loved Boris Pasternak’s novel about the Russian civil war, Dr. Zhivago. In one chapter during the final third of the book, the Red army tries to recruit Siberian townsmen who are sitting and eating leftover paskha for a late-winter lunch.
Cuando venga el Hijo del Hombre, ¿encontrará justicia en la tierra?
De cualquier manera–ya sea desde el principio, o después de las decepciones–este juez había crecido perezoso, vago hasta los huesos.
So: No talking when you’re not supposed to, no butting in line, and no short skirts.
Christ came to heal. He wills our health. He wills our true health, the health that consists in soundness of soul, as well as soundness of body.
Let’s study Christ’s health. It begins with His interior communion with the will of the Father. Jesus is the source of all life, yes. But He said that His life comes from the Father. So our health begins with this fundamental fact of our existence: We receive ourselves as a gift from God. Almighty God gives us our life. If we imagine that health = total control of myself, my body, my powers, according to my will, then we have actually begun to understand health in a very unhealthy way.
We get sick, and we die, because, in the beginning, we fell away from God. That doesn’t mean that any particular illness of any particular person comes as a punishment for particular sins. What it means is: In the beginning, God offered us, the human race, paradise and immortality. But we disobeyed His simple law.
But, Senator, how can you not see the total hypocrisy and emptiness of what you’re saying?
But I would like to point out: the Catholic position is that doctors should not lie to people. Medical science does not have the power to control everything. When surgeons and biochemists get delusions of grandeur, it only confuses and misleads people who already have a lot to suffer.