By Greg Schlueter
The sexual urge. Let's just keep it real. We all have it. Let's understand it. By nature it is both body and soul.
Here's the defining truth: The heart of the sexual urge is the urge to completion. Not found in porn. Not found in any act in and of itself. On an experiential level, people know this. They've "done it" and moved along to the next. Incomplete. Bewildered.
Yet the urge makes promises for completion. Always hoping.
Let's take our cues from great wisdom of the ages. This "urge" points to a completion that can only be found in God. It is a compass whose "Due North" is God. A capacity to participate in the total, mutual, self-gift that IS God. The end is union in God.
[For those with spiritual eyes to see, this is the great symbol of celibate priests and religious... signifying our ultimate, eternal intimacy while yet on this earth!]
Now consider Satan's great jealousy. He knows this capacity for a completion in God. Not happy. Note that the "sexual urge" rightly conceived (pun intended) is ultimately a kind of worship. A capacity to imitate and participate in God. What does Satan do to avert us from this right worship? Distracts us with a shiny apple. Magnets. Pointing toward different gods. Alienation. Brokenness.
Compass out of kilter. Is this not what we see all around us? Within us?
The good news. Note everywhere that the sexual urge is quite alive. Just not well. It's working, with it's compelling power - just not working correctly.
Imagine if this compelling compass were to be re-calibrated. Rid of the magnets. Rightly ordered. Pointing Due North. Not the pill, but in the power of God's holy will. Godly, holy, pure, powerful, self-possessed, intimate, true love. Just imagine.
We can't do it. We need a Savior. We need to be saved. Not just once, but every new day. We need to invite Him to deliver us from the magnets. We need to cooperate. In this day, this generation, He calls us to be witnesses to His great, transforming mercy. Not just a one-time event, but many steps. Take the first. Don't settle for the artificial, fleeting, wounding version of passionate fire you were designed for...
"I've come to set the earth on fire, and how I wish it were already ablaze!" Luke 12:49
[If you have this witness and are willing to share it, perhaps are in the midst of it -- please contact me privately -- we're looking for authentic witnesses to showcase what God is wanting to do... and is doing. Please pray about it-- and for the vast multitude - that our collective, human compass once again point Due North.]
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Greg Schlueter is Secretariat Leader for Evangelization and Parish Life for the Catholic Diocese of Toledo. He and his wife, Stephanie, are parents to seven children (one in heaven) and also lead Image Trinity, a Catholic family movement committed to engaging families in the great adventure of discovering our identity and living IT - we Image the Trinity. (Get IT?)
Some Thoughts on "Media"
By Greg Schlueter
We're cleaning house. Literally. Getting ready to move.
Going through source media of the past seventeen years. Just seeing the titles is revisiting pages of our lives. Thousands of productions. Tributes honoring loved ones. ErieAlityTV that ignited a community's generosity in an Extreme Makeover episode. Amazing stories showcasing the heart of numerous nonprofit organizations.
In the faith arena, God's powerful movement through so many people... Journey to Emmaus, World Youth Day, Catholic Leadership Institute, youth rallies, Made2Worship, Presence for Christmas, LiveITStation... clips from superstars who rocked our world- Steve Angrisano, Bob Halligan Jr, Jesse Manibusan....
A very blessed, sacred time. And this media-- we're committing it all to "the ground." Fertilizing it with some tears. (No worries environmentalists, it will be transformed!) All seeds planted with hopes of continuing to reach up to eternity.
Funny thing, the word "media" - as in "to mediate" or "connect both sides from the middle."
God has chosen "mediation" from day one. He could speak directly to us (and in certain ways, He does!), it is undeniable that He has chosen to dignify humanity by speaking through humanity... through the flesh and blood of His Son... through human and material instrumentality of ink configured a certain way on paper (Word), through Sacrament.
The testimony of this "media" approach throughout the ages is the great validation of His Holy Catholic Church... not created of human ingenuity, but given by Love for Love... She is His Bride-- His Presence whose instantiation has variantly been disguised, experienced as imperfect and blemished as we people to whom She has been entrusted, nonetheless is He has remained faithful-- and She remains His chosen means of encountering and living in His life-transforming love.
If today you hear His Voice.... Say yes to Him without reservation, without contingency... in spite of your fears, weakness, uncertainty, doubt... not based upon your own calculation of what you think you can or can not do... but on the simple promise that what He calls us to, He will provide for.
If you're down, if you've fallen... in His power get back up again. God has destined you for greatness. Embrace His Mercy. You are His beloved-- not a spectator, but a participant in an ultimate drama attended by a multitude of heavenly angels and saints.
Be fueled by the awareness that one day you will see souls in heaven who wouldn't have been there had you said "no."
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Greg Schlueter is Secretariat Leader for Evangelization and Parish Life for the Catholic Diocese of Toledo. He and his wife, Stephanie, are parents to seven children (one in heaven) and also lead Image Trinity, a Catholic family movement committed to engaging families in the great adventure of discovering our identity and living IT - we Image the Trinity. (Get IT?)
Redemption of a Hay-Wired Humanity | THE REAL WAR
During MSNBC’s “The Cycle” on Friday, co-host Toure thanked "God and country" that "abortion was there to save me... keep me on a path toward building a strong family I have."
English-French... Russian-Italian... we have numerous on-line translators that help us understand in our own language what is being said in another. Our world is very much in need of a good Ooze to Truth translator.
Plugging Toure's words in, this is what I got: "I allowed one of my children to be killed to preserve my way of life. Death of one of my children has enabled the rest of us to be strong."
What's ultimately tragic is that mainstream America doesn't only buy this (literally, with our tax dollars!), they extol it as humane. Say otherwise and you're intolerant. Hateful. Really.
If that's not enough to pronounce our hay-wired humanity, it's punctuated by it's mode of delivery: one whose race triumphed over the ugly regime of slavery, predicated by persons using persons, the powerful presiding over the powerless.
I'm out of punctuation marks at the end of "hay-wired humanity!" but here's the capital letters, bold and underline: this situation of killing children through all nine months of pregnancy, for any reason -- was propelled by Planned Parenthood whose first masthead proclaimed it's eugenic intent: "More from the fit, less from the unfit." Their target was "unfit people" of "inferior race."
Satan is just laughing. Recall at the beginning of time it was he, the highest Angel of Light, the head of the Heavenly Choir who, from the vantage of being outside of time, who looked ahead and gasped at what he saw: God would not only create man IN HIS OWN IMAGE, He would TAKE THE FORM OF man!
With a multitude of his jealous minions, he rebelled and set himself to war against God through His children. That would be you and me.
Through the ages, how easily has he been able to present us with newer variations of the first, bright and shiny "apple" -- to worship alternate gods... in spite of the vacuous emptiness these offer! He has succeeded in fostering a culture where we reject our true image, His image - indeed, destroy His image in humanity.
Even more, he has succeeded in fostering a kind of culture where all this is boldly proclaimed, revered... not only as good, but IN HIS NAME!
Satan is laughing. And a multitude are crying.
Groggy but fresh off the long March for Life bus trip with our two oldest boys (arrival at 2:30 a.m. this morning!), where we found ourselves amidst a great sea of hope comprised of over a half-million standing for life, I was perhaps most struck by the cheering match that took place with "Keep Abortion Legal" protesters who greeted us at the Supreme Court steps.
Brothers and sisters, we've got to wake up and recognize that our enemy is not any other man or woman. It's not with Obama. Certainly, not the men and women involved with abortion. It's not even abortion doctors. No, "our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." Eph. 6:12
To think anything other is to be deceived. It's to be marginalized in this great war. It is a war. We need to awaken to that reality and understand it's nature and terms. We are at war. With real casualties, not only temporal and human, but eternal.
We need to understand our greatest weapon. From the earliest of days up till present, the love of God in Jesus Christ has been punctuated by a love so great... so alive in Him... that it entails a willingness, even an eagerness, to die... AT THE HANDS OF and FOR those God desires to know Him!
I want to be there. I need to be there. Only by His grace, we need to be there.
This generation is dying to know such a complete, holy, pure and true love that surpasses understanding. A love radiating His glory. A love that can never die, but shines with the stars -- with the light of Christ -- through endless ages.
Lord Jesus, please grant us that kind of total, holy desire. Baptize us in your very presence with that kind of love - in You who ARE LOVE. Let your holy church arise in us! Here we are Lord. Fiat! Be it done unto us, in us, with us, through us... according to You! Let Your Kingdom come!
Greg Schlueter is Secretariat Leader for Evangelization and Parish Life for the Catholic Diocese of Toledo. He and his wife, Stephanie, are parents to seven children (one in heaven) and also lead Image Trinity, a Catholic family movement committed to engaging families in the great adventure of discovering our identity and living IT - we Image the Trinity. (Get IT?)
Our Big Announcement: Set the World on Fire!
Curtis Martin (Fellowship of Catholic University Students) concluded a recent letter with the exhortation, "Set the World on Fire!!"
Keeping it real, personal, simple-- I've been humbled, broken, journeyed enough to recognize that He truly is the answer to the deepest aspirations of the human person. Along with Curtis and a multitude of others throughout the planet-- I have sensed that we are on the verge of a great, new outpouring of Holy Spirit....
It's with this humbled sense of Him alive... on this day where the Gospel recounts the call of the disciples to "come follow," that we say "yes" to pulling up stakes after 17 years of tremendous adventure with wonderful people in this Holy Ground of Erie, Pa. (Stephanie living here 42 years)-- to embrace the call to serve Him as Secretariat Leader of Evangelization and Parish Life in the Diocese of Toledo, Ohio.
There I will be entrusted to partner with a multitude of others in setting that little part of the world on fire... embracing a vision under Bishop Blair and with a multitude of others that "institution" be an occasion for a life-transforming encounter with Jesus Christ... an invitation to follow Him and live an abundant life IN Him.
I'm writing seeking your prayers-- assuring you of our prayers-- mindful it's not about what we can do, but what God can do through us... that what He calls us to, He will provide for. We are delighted that a number of good people will be continuing Made2Worship / Presence for Christmas, Catholic Men's and Women's Gatherings, leadership of "our" Pre-Cana... the variety of outreaches we have begun here in Erie, and ask for your continued prayers and support (stay tuned).
Wherever you're at right now, whatever is going on in your life - know you are in the midst of an unveiling miracle- an extraordinary in the ordinary, that God is calling and equipping you to do GREAT things for Him...
SET THE WORLD ON FIRE!!
With deep gratitude in Our Lord, Jesus Christ for YOU, and a pledge of our continued love and prayers,
Greg and Stephanie Schlueter
Alive In His Presence CD | Music from Made2Worship

Last year a multitude spanning all ages more deeply encountered Jesus Christ through Made2Worship events. Take a moment to listen to the above preview of the Alive in His Presence CD - recorded live at the last event of the year.
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"Being Christian is not the result of an ethical choice or a lofty idea, but the encounter with an event, a person, which gives life a new horizon and a decisive direction.”
Pope Benedict XVI
Most Memorable Christmas - Fr. Bill Lynn
Born Christmas Day, 1922.
Called home Christmas Day, 2012.
For many years Fr. Bill Lynn, S.J., was a professor at the Pontifical College Josephinum (Columbus, Ohio). More importantly, as my Mom's spiritual director, he's kept her generally sane (:) with all the drama associated with 7 children and over 40 grandchildren. Tim O'Neill (The O'Neill Brothers- music on NBC, CBS, HBO, PBS, ESPN, A&E...) and I began Keys2Heaven.com to invite people to share their inspiring stories of faith. Once a month we selected a story and Tim composed a beautiful, instrumental "soundtrack" inspired by the respective story. The resulting project was "Songs of Faith: 12 Songs Inspired by You."
Fr. Lynn just happened to have the most moving story for Christmas. After reading it you'll see why.
Most Memorable Christmas
by Fr. Bill Lynn, S.J.
May I tell you of the happiest and most memorable Christmas I have ever had? It was in 1932 when I celebrated my tenth birthday (I was born on Dec. 25, 1922). My Dad, Eddie, my older brother, and I were living in the basement of a boarding house at 127 C Street S.E., just two blocks from the Capitol in Washington D.C.
Dad had set up and decorated the tree after I had gone to bed. When I woke up that Christmas morning I rushed to the Christmas tree to see what presents I might have received. But as I looked and searched I was puzzled and did not know what to think. All I saw beneath the tree was a tiny brown paper bag, in which I found five tiny pieces of penny candy.
I began slowly to eat the candy, while I waited, thinking that Dad, who was in the kitchen, would now bring in the big present I dreamed of. I waited, and then looked toward the kitchen where I could see Dad seated at the kitchen table, his head buried in his hands. I did not understand what the depression meant or what it meant that Dad was out of work. I could see he was very sad, and I knew it was because he could not afford to give me anything else.
So I got up off the floor, went into the kitchen and sat on Dad’s lap, put my arms around his neck and, holding back my tears of disappointment, said as convincingly as I could, “Dad, this is the best Christmas I have ever had.” He hugged me tight and said, “Thank you, son.” To my own surprise, those words did make it the best and happiest and most memorable Christmas I have ever had.
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Beyond words, thank you Fr. Bill. You remain with us, pave the way for us... we eagerly anticipate the day of our reunion. We pray that your soul, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through God's abundant mercy, rest in peace. Christ's Mass blessings!
Tim tells me that of the nearly 30 CD's they've recorded, this is his favorite. It really is beautiful. Please consider going HERE to preview the music and corresponding stories. For a short time you can purchase 10 CD's for only $67.00 (that's under $7/each!)- beautifully packaged with the corresponding booklet of stories! Proceeds are directed toward this family movement. Thank you, and God bless!
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A Dad's Advent Reflection on Captivity
Certain things make us people watchers. Like a rare family trip to the mall, for instance, particularly when the young, female contingency wants to stop by Claire’s. For the uninitiated, Clair's is the “you too can be a pop princess” store. Not all bad, just not our shtick. I gave it a valiant five minutes. Just long enough for my “no’s” to be rightly understood not as particular, but categorical. Then I found myself a nice bench just outside, regretting that I forgot to bring a book.
Suddenly I’m surrounded. People. Lot’s of people. From every walk of life.
Let’s just say it. Unless it was some kind of unique "flash mob" thing, the majority of people are just not happy. No eye contact. Kind of an empty, bewildered look. It stands out particularly in the Christmas season. Noticeable are those with a glimmer of joy, a genuine smile, a kind word.
So, we’re not just talking an individual on a rare, bad day. One can’t help but wonder, with our unprecedented wealth and comfort, surrounded by all the material promise of fulfillment- and still evidently not happy, what does happiness really take?
The origins of unhappiness.
In our home unhappiness typically begins with a brother simply being mischievous (or someone doing something mildly annoying, but let’s go with mischievous). He’s bored. Suddenly he sees concentric circles around a particular sister. Boys like gadgets, and there aren’t many in our house. He figures she’ll do. The button is pressed. She gives it back. Within moments our home becomes an audio armageddon.
A small, little example paints a very big picture about us, and our world.
When one decides to be unkind, the other is wounded. They become protective and defensive. Their soul, meant to behold greater things, is jaded. Now add over a lifetime numerous instances of unkindness. Seeds destined to reach for the heavens are overtaken by weeds. They choke off life. They become a defining, embedded part of one’s wiring. We lose our sensitivity. We become callous. We find ourselves in captivity.
Here’s the thing. An insight that can further ennoble our souls: Hurting people hurt people. Unkindness says a lot more about the unkind person than anyone else.
And captivity is contagious. All it takes is something as small as someone cutting us off the road and we’ve likely been infected. Even if only for a moment, we become carriers, ready to pass it along to the next person. Now blow this up on the grand scale of human experience. Multiple times. Deeper levels. And is this not what we see played out every day in individual souls, extended to relationships, families, schools, places of work... nations?
Look within. Look around. Are we not a people being held captive? Do we not need to be set free?
Freedom. At the heart is an awareness that our souls were fashioned for greater things. God didn't make our souls for junk. He didn't make us to be jaded. He didn't make us to be closed, protective, defensive or on edge. He gave us appetites for greater things. Though it’s obvious, it needs to be stated. We are what we eat. If we’re “eating” junk, we’re going to be unhappy. A steady diet of junk has the capacity to form us for captivity.
It really is all about image.
Miley Cyrus. Bill Gates. Harry Styles. Mother Teresa. Stephen Hawking. Katy Perry. LeBron James. Taylor Swift. We’re not only bombarded with images, the underlying message is that our value is in our becoming like those images. Modern entertainment and advertising is really the successor of the first apple in the first garden offered to the first people. Forget your lame image. You can be like god! The object of other's worship! There’s a tragic irony here. What image could possibly surpass your true image? You were fashioned in the image of God!
Now for just a moment, try to imagine being satan. The generic name “satan” literally means “adversary.” Consider his situation before he became so. You're one of the highest angels in the heavenly realm. Your name “Lucifer” literally means “light.” You are supremely attractive - brilliant and beautiful. You are gifted and tasked for the highest calling, leading the heavenly choirs to worship God. You have the capacity to arouse and direct the deepest sentiment. In short, you're the mac-daddy in the celestial realm. Now, all of a sudden, looking over the span of time, you see that the Almighty and Eternal God will fashion beings called humans... in His own image! Even more, could it be? No! You gasp in awe as you see God actually becoming -- taking on the nature -- one of those beings!
You’re insanely jealous. You rebel and take a multitude of others with you. Note, your nature and gifts are not taken away. You remain supremely attractive, and you have the capacity to arouse and direct sentiment... to lead us in a kind of worship. You have no real power, so how do you live your vile contempt? You prey upon their weakness and seduce them with your great beauty, attracting them to alternate images, arousing their sentiment to worship alternate things, thereby denying their supreme, true, God-likeness.
Back to us. God fashioned us for His indwelling Spirit. Yet, so many wounds, so many distractions have caused us amnesia. We’ve forgotten who we are. Advent and Christmas should be an occasion to recover this awareness. It's about so much more than presents, but Presence. And we need to do this while inundated with the strong, pervasive promise of artificial counterfeits.
I experienced all this one particular Christmas as a child. That year my parents pulled out the stops. We were inundated with material abundance. The excessive amount commanded our affections. It made promises. Needless to say, it left me bewildered. Unhappy.
Now as a parent I observe this among our own children, validated by other parents: material abundance and spiritual abundance tend to be mutually exclusive. Put more directly, material stuff just doesn't do it. After the initial jubilation, often we see the unhappiness manifest in a lack of gratitude, entitlement, self-centeredness, unkindness. Captivity.
If we’re perceptive enough, we recognize that excessive stuff doesn’t make our kids like us more. Doesn’t make them better kids. In fact, it does the opposite. It frustrates them. It turns them in on themselves. It insulates them from the capacity to truly be fed with the right stuff. It diminishes their sensitivity. It removes their confidence in our vision and ability as parents to help them navigate a happy life. It leaves their world darker. In captivity.
Whether it be the Jewish people thousands of years ago, or our modern civilizations, the story is the same. When we’re in need, we are truly alive and rich with an awareness of God. Our prayers are earnest. Our lives are God-centered, directed toward other. All is right in our interior world. But then, with God’s provision, when we are blessed with an abundance of material things, our eyes are averted from the Blesser to the blessings. We become self-centered. In this, we are robbed of our awareness of God.
And so with captivity, it wasn’t enough for God to merely set us free in the material realm. In short, God doesn’t merely want to communicate with us. He desired to commune in us. He desired to give us His very Presence. We need to be saved.
Hear and understand the words of the prophet speaking across ageless time - the promise of a savior:
The spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me,
because the LORD has anointed me;
He has sent me to bring good news to the afflicted,
to bind up the brokenhearted,
To proclaim liberty to the captives,
release to the prisoners. Isaiah 61:1-3
Herein is the great gift of Advent. If we are mindful of our captivity, we might be saved.
The extent to which we’re not aware of our captivity is the extent to which we really don’t need a Savior, much less a Lord. To that extent Advent is empty. As is Christmas. Disconnected from the real, transforming power of Jesus Christ.
Remember Christ our Savior
The extent to which we’re not aware of our captivity is the extent to which we really don’t need a Savior, much less a Lord. To that extent Advent is empty. As is Christmas. Disconnected from the real, transforming power of Jesus Christ.
Remember Christ our Savior
was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan’s power
when we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy!
Advent is an opportunity for more than religious observance, but a relational occurrence.
Make straight the way of the Lord! We need to invite the grace of God to help us go there. We need to open the door to those life-moments that left us wounded in a way that became chains of fear that have been holding us captive.
Advent is an opportunity for more than religious observance, but a relational occurrence.
Make straight the way of the Lord! We need to invite the grace of God to help us go there. We need to open the door to those life-moments that left us wounded in a way that became chains of fear that have been holding us captive.
Imagine it.
Imagine what freedom looks like. Free from captivity. Imagine not being a victim to what happens around us, but being victorious because of Him who reigns within us. Imagine having the full freedom to be the amazing, beautiful, wonderful, unique person God created us to be. Imagine.
In this we can more fully understand the victory of the cross. He was in chains, but completely free. He spoke not a word. He endured His suffering. He took all of our sins upon Himself. He forgave us. He set us free from captivity.
We don’t need to plug into lesser entertainment. In this ultimate drama we are not mere spectators, each of us are participants. For a world in captivity, He invites us, needs us, created us to not only be free from ourselves, but to participate in His mission of freeing the world.
Emmanuel! God is with us!
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