Here is my Palm Sunday homily to my beloved Northeast Washington flock. Perhaps you websurfers will get something out of it…
Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me. But not my will, but Yours be done. (Luke 22:42)
Not everything is immediately visible to the eye. It takes time for some things to be revealed.
Admit it: When I first arrived here at Holy Name, you thought to yourself: What in the world is this tall, quiet, nineteen-year-old white boy doing here as the pastor of our parish? You know you were thinking this.
With time, though, I hope something that was hidden has been revealed. I may be a stiff, quiet, young-looking white man. But: You can count on me to get up here and put the Word of God on you. I am going to preach Jesus Christ to you as much as any man—old, young, black, white, yellow, or red.
God did not give you Barack Obama to be your pastor. Young-looking Father White–upper-northwest St. Albans boy, crewcut, glasses, goofy nerd—I am the pastor God gave you, and the white boy is just the one you need.
So we see: With time, hidden things can be revealed.
This happens every spring. Springtime comes. All the beauty of the earth, which has been hidden through the winter—that beauty is revealed to our eyes.
The Lord Jesus was conceived in His mother’s womb in the springtime. Our Lady consented to the Archangel Gabriel on March 25. The Holy Spirit overshadowed her, and the Word became flesh in her womb.
As soon as the Son of God became one of us, He declared His obedience to the Father. Christ prayed in Mary’s womb and said, “Behold, Father: I come to do your will.”
Throughout His pilgrimage on earth, the Lord Jesus always did the will of the Father, down to the most minute detail of His life.
“My food is to do the will of the One Who sent me…I do only what I see the Father doing…The Father works, so I work.”
But the full extent of Christ’s obedience lay hidden for most of His life. Everyone who knew Him saw that His will belonged to God above. But no one could have imagined just how perfect Christ’s obedience really was.
It was in Holy Week that the full measure of Christ’s submission was revealed. What was hidden in the Virgin’s womb was made visible when He went up to Jerusalem for the last time.
In the womb, He had said, “Behold, Father, I come to do your will.”
Then, in the Garden, He said: “Father, if it be possible, let this most bitter cup of suffering pass from me. But not my will, but Yours be done.”
This morning I held the book in my hands, and I remembered the day when I started reading:
I say it not just because maybe some day I will be able to go to jail for refusing to let two grooms use our church hall for their “reception.”
For me, there are two kinds of days on the calendar. There is 
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