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Homily for July 26, 2009: 17th Sunday in Ordinary Time

A lot of women have difficult pregnancies. But I can’t imagine any more difficult than the one endured by Amy McNamara.

She’s a friend of Jack Smith, a writer for the Kansas City newspaper, the Catholic Key, and he told her story recently on the paper’s blog.

In 1994, when Amy was three months pregnant with her first child, her doctor told her that the baby had anencephaly, a neural defect. As a result, part of the baby’s brain, and skull, would never be formed. It happens in about one out of every 200-thousand pregnancies. There was nothing medical science could do.


Amy was told the baby would die soon after birth.

She had the option of terminating the pregnancy, having an abortion. But Amy McNamara chose not to. She carried the child for another six months and then, finally, gave birth.

The baby died just four hours later, cradled in his mother’s arms.

A few days later, friends and relatives received the following notice in the mail.

Patrick and Amy McNamara
proudly announce the birth of their son
Adam Christopher McNamara
June 15, 1994
5 lbs. 9oz., 19 in.

Amy and Patrick enclosed a note:

“Adam was our son for nine months and four hours on this earth,” they wrote. “Four hours was enough time to baptize and confirm Adam, to appreciate his perfectly formed body, to shower parental affection on him, and four hours was enough time for Adam to touch our hearts in a way that we would have never dreamed of only a few months before.”


The note concluded:

“Our son brought an immeasurable amount of joy into our lives. When we miss Adam and sadness begins to descend, we recall this joy and pray that the strength of this memory will sustain us.”

And Amy wrote a poem about her son, which she gave to her husband on his first Father’s Day, just a week after Adam was born.

“A Father,” she wrote,” hopes his child will rest for eternity in God’s embrace.
Very few Fathers can say,
‘Yes, I was there every moment he needed me, I held him from
birth until death, his every action was a triumph, the span of his
life was never wanting for truth, and I know for certain that he
will rest for eternity in the palm of God’s hand.’”


Today, 15 years after Adam’s brief life and early death, the McNamaras continue to celebrate and remember their first son’s moment on earth. They have a box of mementoes and pictures, and have made sure that their other children know about Adam and his gift to the family, the gift of brief, beautiful joy.

I’m sure there are those who will say, his life didn’t count for much. That it wasn’t really a life at all.

But – as the gospel reminds us this week – there are miracles and wonders that stand in defiance of all that.

A little boy gave Christ the leftovers of a meal, and from that He created something spectacular. But the miracle of the loaves and the fishes didn’t end when the meal was finished.


When it was over, Jesus offered his disciples this instruction – one so simple and practical, it almost seems like an afterthought.

“Gather the fragments left over,” he told them, “So that nothing will be wasted.”

That may be one of the most consoling and most hope-filled lines in all of scripture. Jesus isn’t just being tidy. He isn’t being “green.” The wondrous, miraculous fact is: nothing, to God, is too small. He uses everything, and everyone. Every fragment of us.

Even a fragment as tiny, and as feeble, as Adam Christopher McNamara.

His life was a great, short, elusive lesson in love — of the great value and great gift of every single life. No matter how weak. No matter how imperfect. No matter how small.


This gospel is usually understood as a foreshadowing of the Eucharist – showing how Christ can and does feed multitudes. We are part of that multitude this very day.

It is a multitude that includes saints and sinners, the hope-filled and the hopeless, doubters and believers. And it includes many who feel forgotten. Those who may feel left out, or left over or, maybe, overlooked. The sick, or sick of heart. The unemployed. The anxious. The lonely.

In all that is happening in the world and in our lives, so many of us feel unaccountably small and, perhaps, worthless.

Mere crumbs.

But God doesn’t miss a thing. He will not let us be lost.

“Gather the fragments left over, so that nothing will be wasted.”


Even the tiniest crumbs matter.

Even the smallest life.

Even the briefest existence.

When you consider the miracle of the loaves and fishes, remember this. Remember how God made so much out of so little. And that nothing will be wasted.

Remember Adam Christopher McNamara.

Everything, and everyone, is part of the miracle.

And the miracle goes on.

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Jack Shea

posted July 25, 2009 at 1:01 pm

Wonderful. Thank you.

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Padre Steve

posted July 25, 2009 at 2:46 pm

That was amazing Deacon Greg! Thank you for that!

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Deacon Alex Breviario

posted July 25, 2009 at 2:52 pm

Very heartfelt and touching. It brought tears to my eyes. Thank you!Peace…

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Deacon Chick

posted July 25, 2009 at 5:22 pm

Well done!

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posted July 25, 2009 at 7:13 pm


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Glenn Bouthillette

posted July 25, 2009 at 8:17 pm

Thank you for that wonderful Homily. God Bless!

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posted July 25, 2009 at 10:44 pm

I just wanted to say thank you. I have miscarried 6 times now and I have 3 living children. A year ago May I miscarried Christopher (miscarriage #4) but this time we got to hold one of those beautiful babies we won't see again until Heaven. That having been said, they are truely each an important piece of our family's life. We have named them all and had memorial masses said for each one. Their short lives have touched many friends and family and even some doctors and nurses. Thank you for the beautiful reminder of God's love.

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Fr. Jim Proffitt

posted July 26, 2009 at 1:17 pm

Wonderful homily, Greg. I posted it on my blog to share with my parishioners and friends.

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posted July 26, 2009 at 10:45 pm

Thank you. My son went into the arms of Jesus at 16-weeks gestation, and, as you so eloquently put it, "nothing, to God, is too small. He uses everything, and everyone. Every fragment of us." I look back on the week I delivered my son's body as one of the most joyful weeks of my entire life, because the Lord reached down into my life and took hold of me in such a way that I could never once wish anything had occurred differently. He used my son's short life in the womb to accomplish so much, and He is still is. "Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day. It is a choice based on the knowledge that we belong to God and have found in God our refuge and safety and that nothing, not even death, can take God away from us." -Henri J.M. Nouwen

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god googler

posted July 28, 2009 at 12:24 am

Wow! Sniff! One of your best.

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