Since I’m always intrigued by the women’s stories hidden in Scripture, I imagine a conversation over tea with Sarah, the woman whose seven husbands all died on their wedding nights.
“Spend your heart.” That’s what I heard in prayer when waffling over how much of myself to give to some difficult projects.
Listening to Jesus pray, our hearts are stirred. In this crucial moment, Jesus reminds us who we are and who—in union with others—we are called to be.
With Jesus’ image of a woman giving birth, he offers us an account of what disciples should expect when we’re expecting—and it is not all cooing babes and fluffy stuffed animals.
In the end, Jesus remains closely intertwined with every one of us. The result, we’re told, is that we will “bear much fruit.” In the Lord’s vineyard, one of those fruits might be something you don’t find at the market.
Swimming in the ocean of God’s mercy during Paschaltide underlines an exhilarating discovery of our freedom in the Risen Lord.
No matter where we are, we matter to God. We don’t have to be stuck. The life of grace is a dance of God’s initiative, a kindling of our desire, God’s generous offer, and our response.
There are no limitations to the creative power of our God. The disciples learned this more deeply as they, commissioned by Jesus, went out on their mission to the world.
During this Holy Triduum, by the grace of God, can we put on humility, open our hearts, and risk being as vulnerable as Christ? Only love can forge a new path beyond betrayal.
In the swirl of their shouting crowds, today’s readings exemplify the need for integrity to resist the mob. And the mob is calling for blood.
