I just had a meeting with a group of beautiful people who help those less fortunate them ourselves. On the way out of my office one lady said, “WoW what an incredible smell of Pot Roast” It is over powering. We went into the kitchen to find nothing even remotely connected to pot roast. We went back to my office to see where the smell of pot roast was coming from. We found ourselves at the center of the house. The lady said right here it is over powering. When she said this I remember that the Gospel today was Jesus feeding the 5 thousand with the 5 loaves and 2 fishes. With that I told the volunteers this experience that I had many years ago at St Patrick’s in Frederickburg Va. Here is the blog that I wrote 8 or 9 years ago.
As we prepare to eat our Thanksgiving Turkey, I would like to share with you a story about roast beef.
A couple of years ago I was sitting in my office preparing my homily for the coming week. The Gospel was Matthew 14 13-21 the feeding of the five thousand. I was reflecting on the relationship between Jesus feeding the five thousand, and God feeding the people of Israel in the desert.
I remember thinking, how did God feed the people in the desert? It was at this point that I had a supernatural experience. I smelled the most exquisite roast beef and mashed potatoes. The smell was heavenly.
I remember thinking some people smell roses. I smelled heavenly roast beef. I left my office to discover that the secretary smelled the same heavenly roast beef and mashed potatoes.
It is said that St Francis heard one note from the Heavenly choir and he went into rapture. I had the same experience but by smelling this heavenly roast beef.
It smelled like a dinner that a grandmother would have made. We both went up to the kitchen to find the source of this heavenly roast beef. When we made it to the kitchen I saw the pastor. He who was working in his room on the third floor, smelled the same heavenly roast beef in his room.
We all searched the kitchen for the source of this heavenly smell. There was no roast beef in the kitchen.
I remember telling this story in a homily. Many people in the parish invited me to their house for dinner and cooked roast beef and mashed potatoes for me. Nothing compared to the smell of this heavenly roast beef.
I wonder, what was the meaning of the Roast Beef? Now this is a spiritual experience that fits me perfectly.
I think I smelled the Heavenly Banquet.
My Thoughts today, Jan 6. We again smelled the Heavenly Banquet. Today we smelled the Pot Roast of the Heavenly Banquet. There is a Heavenly sign in all of this, don’t you think?