Come Holy Spirit Come! Happy Feast of the Pentecost! Oh Jesus, thank you for sending us your Spirit! In the midst of such great trial today, Covid-19, rioting, fear, selfishness, loss of jobs income, struggles within the family of how to care for the children, loneliness, depression – in the midst of all this you send us your Spirit to renew the face of the earth. I see the wind blowing the trees – your Spirit moving across our land. Will people receive it or reject it?
Last night at my first Mass back in church I was overjoyed to be among all that I have taken for granted. It was a gift beyond anything I could have asked for – a heavenly gift of love. All for you Father, all for you. Earlier in the day when I was participating in class with Fr. Gallagher I again felt your presence. Teaching me to recognize the signs of the enemy and your subtle and not so subtle ways of continually directing me. You used St. Ignatius, a humbled man who was a great sinner before his eyes were opened. That was a great analogy ? for me to remember. Are my eyes open to see what you see when I am nearing sin? When I have the choice of this or that, do I see the choice as you see it? Was I fair to my brother or sister in the world as to the choice I would be making? It is easy, very easy, to talk to the enemy. He is slippery and stalks me with little negative or unhealthy thoughts. But your Spirit is powerful, such as the wind. It is filled with strength and courage, insight, encouragement, truth and most especially a great love for me.
How will I open myself to receive all you have to give? Will I hold back to protect myself, fearing you are not with me, that I am alone to fight off what is contrary to what is good and right? I will walk in the shadow of death and fear no evil. For you are with me. Always. Yes, I’ll walk with you always. For you are my Shepherd. I know your voice and you call to me. Let me not ever be lost again. Keep me close to your side. For you have created me in your image, your likeness. Pour down your mercy upon me when I start to wander; send my guardian Angel and your Saints to enter my mind and heart to remember all you have taught me. Oh Lord, renew the face of the earth, and let it begin with me.