To visit the White House, you wear
a dark blue suit, white shirt, and red tie.
To visit Jesus in the Eucharist, you wear
cut-offs, a t-shirt and sandals.
To go for a job interview, you wear
Your best outfit, hair neatly styled.
To go to Sunday Mass, you wear
a Bud-Light t-shirt, jeans with a small hole in the knee,
and a comfy pair of Reeboks.
To meet your son’s math teacher, you wear
A tailored pair of slacks and a sweater.
To meet the Creator of the Universe
up close and personal, you wear
spaghetti straps and flip flops.
YOU GET THE PICTURE.
God loves us just as we are!
First, I realize that Jesus is glad to see you—however you come.
And it’s hot outside, and who feels like dressing up?
To all of God’s people who need to “come as you are” to Mass this weekend, I say: Come on in!
But to those of us who really could find the time to clean up a bit, I say: Couldn’t you pick it up a notch?
I mean, I know we live in a casual society, and you’re used to living in jeans. It may have become the norm at your parish to dress more casually. Criminy, shouldn’t we all just be happy you’re there and get over it?!
Jesus loves you. I love you.
So I’m pretty sure God isn’t going to throw you out because you look like you’re ready for the beach. And I—sitting behind you and distracted, as I am, by your skimpy sundress—won’t publicly belittle you for your wardrobe choices.
But could you at least think about just how special an event this is?
In maybe 45 minutes, up at that altar, the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity is going to come down Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity, and is going to unite Himself with all of us, with YOU personally.
If we really believed that, if we really acted as though we understood this, we’d be in ballgowns and tuxedos on our knees.
Then he said to his servants, ‘The feast is ready, but those who were invited were not worthy to come. Go out, therefore, into the main roads and invite to the feast whomever you find.’ The servants went out into the streets and gathered all they found, bad and good alike, and the hall was filled with guests. But when the king came in to meet the guests he saw a man there not dressed in a wedding garment. He said to him, ‘My friend, how is it that you came in here without a wedding garment?’ But he was reduced to silence.