Please note our office will be closed for Mardi Gras on Monday, February 24 and Tuesday February 25. We will not have mass on Monday, but we will have regular scheduled mass on Tuesday.

From the Tee Box

A Blog by Father Trey Nelson


How do you feel when you look into a mirror?  If you’re like me, some days you feel great, and some days not so much.  Jokingly, I sometimes think, “man, you’re a lot older now! Where have the years gone!”  Mirrors can bring us literally face to face with reality.  We think about our age, our physical looks, whether or not we’re happy with that, and so on.  At the same time, a “mirror experience” can serve as a means of going to a deeper level of reflection. 

Every day at Mass this week we have been hearing from the Apostle James.  I find this particular book easy to read and a great book to reflect with on a daily basis.  Today’s reading is one of my favorite passages, in that it’s very real for me.  Here are the words that strike me: “Be doers of the word and not hearers only, deluding yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks at his own face in a mirror. He sees himself, then goes off and promptly forgets what he looked like.” (James 1:19-27).  To use James’ image, “looking into a mirror” can remind us of 2 realities: the first is the reality of us, who we are, where we’ve come from, and how we’re living, including the mistakes that we make.  Second, it is an opportunity to recall God’s unconditional love and mercy for each of us.  As God looks into our hearts, where nothing is hidden, we look into the depth of the Lord’s love and forgiveness for us. 

So, the next time you find yourself standing in front of that reflective piece of glass, don’t worry if it makes you a little uncomfortable.  Try to worry less and less about what others think of your outward show.  And, most important of all, remember this: God loves you as you are.  Grow as you need to grow.  Make the changes that might need to be made.  But the core of who you are? The Lord loves that, loves you, beyond all measure.



“As they were going they were cleansed. And one of them, realizing he had been healed, returned, glorifying God in a loud voice; and he fell at the feet of Jesus and thanked him. He was a Samaritan. Jesus said in reply, ‘Ten were cleansed, were they not? Where are the other nine? Has none but this foreigner returned to give thanks to God?’ Then he said to him, ‘Stand up and go; your faith has saved you.’” (Lk. 17:11-19)

Most priests will probably tell you that preparing a homily for a school Mass isn’t always easy.  For starters, your “audience” could very well be students from kindergarten (maybe even preschool) through eighth grade.  The mentors in my life have always taught me to keep it simple.  Still, sometimes it’s not that easy to reach them.  But God breaks through and leads you to some simple insight that opens the door.

Such was the case last week when we celebrated Mass with our students here at Saint Jude School.  The Gospel of the day was the one included above.  We will proclaim the same passage again on Thanksgiving Day.  The way my brain works when I’m preparing to preach to our students begins at the level of the adult language in my head, and then I try to come down 2 or 3 levels to where the children are.  And so, it occurred to me early that morning prior Mass, that, a lot of people simply do not say “thank you” any more.  To begin the homily, I asked the students to talk with the person next to them and ask, “who was the last person you said ‘thank you’ to?”  Some said that it had been to their parents, some said teachers, others had said it to grandparents, and so on.  And as I was standing there listening to them, a very simple 3 word challenge came to mind for me.  “BE THE ONE!”  (We had also done a quick “Geaux Tigers!” thing at the beginning, so I was capitalizing on the energy.)  I asked them to repeat after me loudly, “BE THE ONE!”

Scripture tells us, “…ten were cleansed, were they not? Where are the other nine?”  I’ve always challenged myself with the question, “am I with the nine?  Or am I the one?”  This day, though, I found myself called to be a little more declarative with the challenge.  Every single day of our lives, you and I  are called to break away from the crowd (of those who do not stop to say “thank you”) and BE THE ONE!  When was the last time that you said those words to someone?

One of my Monday morning rituals every week is to write thank you notes.  I look back over the previous week and weekend and ask myself who might benefit from one.  Then, I write them out by hand.  No text messages.  No emails.  No FB posts.  Just a good old-fashioned note.  And most people, when they receive them, tell me, “awe, you really didn’t have to do that.”  No, I didn’t.  But I’ll bet you this.  It made their day.

Who needs to hear it from you?  Right now?  This week?  We’re all moving at the speed of light, or, as some have coined it, “the speed of life.”  Still, we need to pull over every now and then and make the conscious choice to BE THE ONE, as Jesus himself did at table with his apostles on the night before he died for us.  Do it.  Choose someone. Today.  And tell them simply, genuinely, “thank you.”



Father John Carville, a retired priest of our diocese, noted recently that I had not been blogging in a while.  So, I thought I’d get back to it.  If you were to ask anyone in our office how life has been around here lately, you’d probably get the same response from each of the 12 of us who work here.  It’s been a time of “firsts.”  During the past 6 to 8 months we have found ourselves dealing with issues and questions that have never come up before, ever.  I do not want to go into that much detail, because some of these are connected to sensitive issues.  No doubt, this has been happening at pretty much every level of parish life: sacraments and sacramental prep, weddings, funerals, procedures, behaviors, and so on. 

So, we’ve seen a lot of firsts recently.  Some of them have been very challenging too.  I have walked through a lot of firsts with people too.  Couples, families, individuals.  Like, recently a couple, not even married a year yet, found out that the wife had a very rare disease, with no real treatment.  She passed from us recently.  Her name was Amy.  How many times have we felt it and said it, “who would’ve thought…”  For me personally, to watch people make their way through experiences such as this is, no doubt, an experience of grace and blessing.  Watching people deal with the things that they never, ever thought would have happened is one of the most courageous things to witness.  I’ve had my own “firsts” in my family this past year.  And while I’m not totally happy with how I have responded along the way, I have come face to face again with the grace of imperfection and brokenness.  It is true, as Hemingway once wrote, that, “…some are made stronger in the broken places.”

There is, I have come to find, no way to really be prepared for the unexpected, difficult happenings in life.  If we want to be as prepared as possible, though, I might recommend 3 things to consider.  The first is simply to be aware of the reality that none of us is exempt, none of us is immune to life’s brokenness. It’s going to happen to us in some way, if it hasn’t already.  The second bit of advice extends from the first.  Be at peace with this reality. Do not, do not, do not spend your life worrying about it.  In the Gospel of Luke, Jesus tells us, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life and what you will eat, or about your body and what you will wear. For life is more than food and the body more than clothing. Notice the ravens: they do not sow or reap; they have neither storehouse nor barn, yet God feeds them. How much more important are you than birds! Can any of you by worrying add a moment to your life-span?” (Luke 12:22-25)  So, worry if we will, but it will bring us nothing but unrest.  The third thought that I would offer on the matter of “expecting the unexpected” would be this: there is a resurrection side to everything.  It’s just, that, we do not always know what it will look like on the other side of the experience.  In fact, we never know, really.  What we do know is that he who by his suffering made all suffering holy not only waits for us on the other side but walks with us in it, every step of the way.