Possess your souls<\/strong> \u2014 that’s the strange promise Christ gives His disciples right after warning them they’ll be betrayed by their own families, and it’s worth sitting with before anything else is said this morning. Beloved, grace and peace to you: however you arrive here, tired or hopeful, certain or doubting, welcomed elsewhere or shut out elsewhere. Bloom is not a room you have to earn your way into. Sit with us a moment, offered today in the spirit of a low Mass \u2014 Word, prayer, and offering, without pretense to more than that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Ps. 78:11-12, 10)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Let the sighing of the prisoners come in before Thee, O Lord; render to our foes sevenfold in their bosom; avenge the blood of Thy Saints, which hath been shed. O God, the heathen are come into Thy inheritance; they have defiled Thy holy temple; they have made Jerusalem as a place to keep fruit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Confirmed, directly sourced \u2014 Missale Romanum 1962, proper to Ss. Nazarius, Celsus, Victor, and Innocent, not adapted)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n May the confession of Thy Saints, Nazarius, Celsus, Victor, and Innocent, fortify us, O Lord, and may it, for the sake of their merits, obtain help for our frailty. Through our Lord\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Wisdom 10:17-20<\/a>, Douay-Rheims<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n And she rendered to the just the wages of their labours, and conducted them in a wonderful way: and she was to them for a covert by day, and for the light of stars by night. And she brought them through the Red Sea, and carried them over through a great water. But their enemies she drowned in the sea, and from the depth of hell she brought them out. Therefore the just took the spoils of the wicked. And they sung to Thy holy name, O Lord, and they praised with one accord Thy victorious hand.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n (Exodus 15:11, 6)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Glorious is God in His Saints, marvelous in majesty, doing wonders. Thy right hand, O Lord, is magnified in strength: Thy right hand hath slain the enemy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Ecclesiasticus 44:14)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Alleluia, alleluia. The bodies of the Saints are buried in peace, and their name liveth unto generation and generation. Alleluia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Luke 21:9-19<\/a>, Douay-Rheims<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n At that time, Jesus said to His disciples: When you shall hear of wars and seditions, be not terrified: these things must first come to pass; but the end is not yet presently. Then He said to them: Nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there shall be great earthquakes in divers places, and pestilences, and famines, and terrors from heaven; and there shall be great signs. But before all these things, they will lay their hands upon you, and persecute you, delivering you up to the synagogues and into prisons, dragging you before kings and governors, for My name’s sake. And it shall happen unto you for a testimony. Lay it up therefore into your hearts, not to meditate before how you shall answer: for I will give you a mouth and wisdom, which all your adversaries shall not be able to resist and gainsay. And you shall be betrayed by your parents and brethren, and kinsmen and friends; and some of you they will put to death. And you shall be hated by all men for My name’s sake. But a hair of your head shall not perish. In your patience you shall possess your souls.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Read that list of betrayers again, slowly. Not strangers, not soldiers, not an anonymous mob. “Parents and brethren, and kinsmen and friends.” Christ doesn’t warn His disciples about danger from outside their circle. He warns them the danger will come from inside it \u2014 the people whose love they’d have every reason to assume was unconditional. That’s a harder warning than persecution from a stranger, because there’s no bracing yourself for a wound you didn’t expect to come from that specific direction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And then, right after naming that exact betrayal, Christ makes an almost bewildering promise: “a hair of your head shall not perish.” Some of them, He’d just said, would be put to death. So this can’t mean physical safety \u2014 the text itself rules that reading out. It means something else survives even when the body doesn’t: possess your souls<\/strong>, He says, meaning something in a person can remain fully, permanently intact, untaken, even when everything else \u2014 family, safety, life itself \u2014 is stripped away by the people who should have protected it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Today’s saints make this concrete rather than abstract. Nazarius was an adult, already living out his faith, when he baptized and taught a boy named Celsus. When the persecution came, the two of them faced it together \u2014 not blood relatives, not family in any legal sense, but bound tightly enough that a grown man walked into martyrdom beside a child he had chosen to mentor rather than abandon. Whatever family either of them may have been betrayed by, this particular bond held.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We’ve sat with a version of this exact wound before, in a different key: what it means to be unrecognized by your own family<\/a>, the pain St. Alexius knew literally, living seventeen years beneath his own father’s stairs, unknown. Today’s Gospel names the same wound plainly, without softening it: sometimes the people who share your blood are exactly the ones who won’t hold you, and the Church has never pretended otherwise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n There is a story sometimes told of a trans woman whose parents stopped speaking to her the year she came out, and who spent the following decade rebuilding, almost from scratch, what “family” actually meant \u2014 a found circle of friends who showed up at the hospital when she was sick, who remembered her birthday when her own mother stopped acknowledging it existed. She has said, since, that she doesn’t think of herself as someone who lost a family. She thinks of herself as someone who found out, the hard way, which relationships were actually built to last, and built a truer version once she knew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Whether or not the word “soul” carries theological weight for you, the plain principle in today’s Gospel holds regardless: the people who are supposed to hold you unconditionally sometimes don’t, and that betrayal, as devastating as it is, doesn’t get the final say over what’s most essentially you. Something can survive that specific wound intact, even when it comes from exactly where you least expected it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So beloved, if you are carrying a betrayal that came from precisely the people who should have been safest \u2014 a parent, a sibling, someone you trusted with everything \u2014 today’s feast doesn’t ask you to pretend it didn’t happen or that it doesn’t hurt. It offers something more durable than comfort: the same promise Christ gave His own disciples, that whatever is truest about you can remain fully yours, unbroken and unowned by anyone who failed to hold it well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Receive, O Lord, this small offering made in memory of a man who chose to walk beside a child rather than abandon him, and grant that whatever we’ve had to rebuild after betrayal may hold as firmly as their bond did.<\/p>\n\n\n\n (Benediction \u2014 two readings, one truth)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n For those who hold this in faith:<\/em> Lord, You warned Your own disciples they would be betrayed by their own families, and promised them something that could not be taken even then. Give that same steadiness to anyone carrying a wound from exactly the people who should have protected them. Amen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For those still finding their footing:<\/em> If the people who should have held you unconditionally didn’t, that failure was never a verdict on your worth. Whatever is truest about you survived that, whether or not you’ve found the words for it yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\nIntroit<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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