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Sunday, August 23, 2026

Who Do You Say That I Am? 921st Sunday Ordinary Time - Year A)

 


Who Do You Say That I Am?

A Catholic Homily on Matthew 16:13–20

Brothers and sisters,

There are many questions we have to answer during the course of our lives.

What am I going to do with my life?

Whom will I marry?

Where will I live?

What kind of person do I want to become?

But in today's Gospel, Jesus asks a question that is more important than all the others.

“Who do you say that I am?”

Notice how the conversation begins.

Jesus first asks the disciples, “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?”

And everybody has an answer.

Some say John the Baptist.

Some say Elijah.

Some say Jeremiah.

Others say one of the prophets.

In other words, there were plenty of opinions about Jesus.

And two thousand years later, there still are.

Some people say Jesus was a great teacher.

Some say He was a prophet.

Some say He was a moral leader.

Some admire His teachings about love and forgiveness but aren't quite sure what to do with His claims about God, salvation, sin, judgment, or eternal life.

But Jesus doesn't seem particularly interested in conducting an opinion poll.

He turns to His disciples and makes the question personal:

“But who do YOU say that I am?”

And suddenly the question changes.

Because it is one thing to know what the Church teaches about Jesus.

It is another thing to know Jesus.

It is one thing to recite the Creed:

God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God.

It is another thing to look at Jesus and say with Peter:

“You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.”

And I think every Christian eventually has to answer that question personally.

Not your parents.

Not your spouse.

Not your priest.

Not your deacon.

Not the person sitting next to you.

You.

Who do you say that Jesus is?

Because our answer changes everything.

If Jesus is simply a wise teacher, then we can listen to the teachings we like and ignore the ones we don't.

If Jesus is simply an inspirational figure, then we can admire Him from a distance.

But if Jesus truly is “the Christ, the Son of the living God,” then He cannot simply be one part of our lives.

He becomes the center.

And that is where this Gospel becomes uncomfortable.

Because sometimes our lips give the right answer while our lives give a different one.

We say, “Jesus is Lord,” but then we make our decisions as though everything depends entirely upon us.

We say, “Jesus is Lord,” but hold onto grudges He has asked us to surrender.

We say, “Jesus is Lord,” but allow money, success, comfort, politics, fear, anger, or pride to have more influence over us than the Gospel.

We say we trust Him—until trusting Him becomes difficult.

Peter's confession isn't simply something he says.

Eventually it becomes something he must live.

And so must ours.

There is something else important in this Gospel.

After Peter makes his profession of faith, Jesus says:

“You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my Church.”

Notice what Jesus does not say.

He doesn't say, “Peter, go create your own version of Christianity.”

He doesn't say, “Everyone figure this out for yourselves.”

Jesus establishes a Church.

He gives Peter the keys of the Kingdom.

He gives authority to bind and loose.

And He makes an extraordinary promise:

“The gates of the netherworld shall not prevail against it.”

That doesn't mean the Church will never struggle.

The Church has struggled from the beginning.

Peter himself will fail.

He will deny Jesus three times.

The apostles will argue.

Christians will sin.

Church leaders will sometimes disappoint us.

There will be scandals, divisions, persecutions, and dark moments throughout history.

And yet Christ's promise remains.

“I will build my Church.”

Not Peter's Church.

Not the pope's Church.

Not the bishop's Church.

Not the priest's Church.

Not our Church.

His Church.

And perhaps that is something we sometimes forget.

The Church ultimately belongs to Jesus Christ.

And despite all the weakness of the human beings within it—including every one of us—Christ continues to work through His Church.

The Gospel continues to be proclaimed.

Children continue to be baptized.

Sins continue to be forgiven.

The sick continue to be anointed.

Men and women continue to give their lives in service.

And on altars throughout the world, Jesus Christ continues to give Himself to us in the Eucharist.

Two thousand years later, the Church is still here.

Not because Catholics have always been perfect.

Far from it.

The Church is still here because Jesus Christ is faithful.

And that brings us back to His question.

“Who do you say that I am?”

Maybe we should hear that question differently today.

Imagine Jesus standing before you.

Not before Peter.

Not before the apostles.

Before you.

And He asks:

“After everything you've experienced in your life…

after your joys and disappointments…

after your successes and failures…

after the prayers that were answered and the prayers that seemed unanswered…

after the times you were faithful and the times you wandered away…

Who do you say that I am?

Perhaps our answer is:

“Lord, You are the Christ.

You are the Son of the living God.

You are my Savior.

You are my hope.

You are the One who forgives me when I fall.

You are the One who has never stopped calling me.

And even when I don't understand where You are leading me,

I choose to trust You.

Brothers and sisters, Christianity ultimately isn't simply about knowing the right answers.

It is about knowing the One who is the answer.

And every morning, in one way or another, Jesus asks us again:

“Who do you say that I am?”

May we answer not only with our lips,

but with the way we love,

the way we forgive,

the way we serve,

the way we trust,

and the way we live.

And may our lives proclaim with Peter:

“You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.”

Amen.

Sunday, August 9, 2026

The Faith That Refuses to Let Go (20th Sunday Ordinary Time - Year A)

 

The Faith That Refuses to Let Go

Homily on Matthew 15:21–28

Deacon Pat Kearns
Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary Parish

 

Have you ever prayed so hard for something that you wondered if God was even listening?

Perhaps it was for a child who has walked away from the faith...

A spouse battling illness...

A marriage that seems to be falling apart...

Freedom from addiction...

Or maybe simply the strength to make it through another difficult day.

Most of us know what it feels like to pray... and wait.

To ask... and hear only silence.

If you've ever experienced that, then today's Gospel is speaking directly to you.

Because at first glance, this is one of the most difficult passages in all of Scripture.

A desperate mother comes running to Jesus.

She isn't asking for money.

She isn't asking for success.

She isn't asking for comfort.

She is pleading for her daughter—a daughter tormented by a demon.

Every parent can understand that desperation.

When your child is hurting, you would do almost anything to take their place.

She cries out,

"Lord, Son of David, have pity on me!"

And then something unexpected happens.

Jesus says...

Nothing.

Silence.

Imagine how that must have felt.

She has traveled to find the one person who can save her daughter...

and He doesn't even answer.

If that weren't difficult enough, the disciples grow impatient and say "Send her away."

And finally, Jesus speaks.

"I was sent only to the lost sheep of the house of Israel."

Still...

she doesn't leave.

She kneels before Him.

"Lord, help me."

Then comes the sentence that has puzzled Christians for centuries.

"It is not right to take the food of the children and throw it to the dogs."

If we stop there, we completely misunderstand what Jesus is doing.

This isn't rejection.

It is revelation.

Jesus is drawing out one of the greatest examples of faith found anywhere in the Gospels.

And to understand that faith, let me tell you a story.

 

A number of years ago, I heard about a little boy who walked into a pet store.

He had been saving every penny for months because he wanted a puppy.

He emptied his pockets onto the counter.

Pennies.

Nickels.

Dimes.

The owner counted them and smiled kindly.

"I'm sorry, son. That's not enough."

The boy didn't argue.

Instead he asked,

"Can I at least see the puppies?"

The owner brought out a litter of playful puppies.

They all came running...

except one.

One tiny puppy limped slowly behind the others.

Its leg had been injured at birth.

Immediately the little boy pointed.

"I want that one."

The owner shook his head.

"No, son... you don't want that puppy.

He'll never run.

He'll never jump.

He'll never play like the others.

I'll just give him to you."

The little boy looked at the owner and quietly rolled up his pant leg.

Attached to his own leg was a heavy metal brace.

Then he softly said,

"I don't run very well either.

He needs someone who understands."

The owner later admitted he had tears in his eyes.

Because that little boy saw what everyone else missed.

He didn't see weakness.

He saw someone worth loving.

 

And perhaps that's exactly how this woman felt.

She had spent her entire life being reminded that she didn't belong.

She wasn't Jewish.

She wasn't one of the chosen people.

To many around her...

she was an outsider.

Yet she came anyway.

Because when you're desperate enough...

your pride disappears.

She knew something that many people around Jesus still hadn't learned.

Jesus was her only hope.

 

That brings us to an important question.

What do we do when God seems silent?

Because if we're honest...

most of us don't struggle with believing God exists.

We struggle with waiting.

We pray...

and if the answer doesn't come quickly...

we begin wondering whether He is listening at all.

Maybe you've prayed for years for your son or daughter to return to the Church.

Maybe you've begged God to heal your spouse.

Maybe you've prayed for peace after losing someone you love.

Maybe you've asked over and over for direction in your life.

And nothing seems to happen.

At least not immediately.

But today's Gospel reminds us of something we often forget.

God's silence does not mean God's absence.

Sometimes His silence is preparing something greater than we can yet see.

 

The remarkable thing is how the woman responds.

She doesn't become offended.

She doesn't walk away.

She doesn't accuse Jesus of being unfair.

Instead she says one of the most beautiful sentences in Scripture.

"Please, Lord, even the dogs eat the scraps that fall from their master's table."

What humility.

What trust.

What perseverance.

She isn't demanding a miracle.

She is simply trusting in His mercy.

And perhaps that is why Jesus allows this conversation to unfold before everyone.

Because He isn't trying to embarrass her.

He is teaching His disciples—and us—what authentic faith looks like.

 

The saints understood this lesson.

Think about Saint Monica.

She prayed for her son Augustine...

not for a week...

not for a month...

but for nearly seventeen years.

Seventeen years of tears.

Seventeen years of disappointment.

Seventeen years that probably looked like unanswered prayer.

Can you imagine if she had quit after five years?

Or ten?

Or fifteen?

The Church would never have known Saint Augustine.

Sometimes the greatest miracles come only after the greatest perseverance.

 

There is another beautiful detail hidden in today's Gospel.

The woman says,

"Even the crumbs are enough."

The early Church Fathers loved that image.

They saw it pointing toward the Eucharist.

She believed even the smallest crumb of God's mercy could change everything.

And today...

we don't receive crumbs.

We receive Jesus Christ Himself.

Body.

Blood.

Soul.

And Divinity.

If she believed a crumb was enough...

how much more should we expect when we receive the fullness of Christ in Holy Communion?

Do we approach this altar expecting Jesus to change us?

Or has Communion become simply another routine?

 

There is one more lesson hidden in today's Gospel.

Notice what the disciples wanted.

"Send her away."

They saw an interruption.

Jesus saw a soul.

Isn't that often true in our own lives?

The lonely neighbor.

The elderly parishioner who always wants to talk.

The difficult coworker.

The homeless man standing on the street corner.

The struggling family member who keeps making poor choices.

Sometimes we see inconvenience.

Jesus sees someone worth dying for.

Perhaps the greatest conversion needed today is not simply stronger faith...

but clearer vision.

Seeing people through the eyes of Christ.

 

So let me leave you with two challenges this week.

First...

Think about the prayer you've almost stopped praying.

The one you've quietly placed on the shelf because you think God isn't listening.

Pick it up again.

Bring it before Him every day.

Refuse to let go.

And second...

Look for one person who feels invisible.

Someone everyone else overlooks.

Speak to them.

Listen to them.

Encourage them.

You may become the answer to a prayer they've been praying.

 

As we come to this altar today, remember how today's Gospel ends.

Jesus finally looks at this persistent mother and says,

"O woman, great is your faith! Let it be done for you as you wish."

Notice what He praises.

Not her background.

Not her education.

Not her accomplishments.

Only one thing.

Her faith.

A faith that refused to quit.

A faith that held on even when heaven seemed silent.

Brothers and sisters...

Every one of us will leave this church carrying some burden.

A cross.

A wound.

A fear.

A prayer.

When you begin to wonder if God has forgotten you...

remember the Canaanite woman.

She knelt.

She trusted.

She stayed.

And in the end, she discovered what every saint eventually learns:

God may seem silent...

but He is never absent.

So don't stop praying.

Don't stop believing.

Don't stop trusting.

Because the Lord who seemed silent...

was listening all along.