Oh Lord, how do I think today of your Gospel (Mark 12:28-34) message for me? To have the great hope of the Saints to do your will – not just for myself but most especially my neighbor. And who is my neighbor? I remember a rich man asking God that question. He wanted to follow, but he also wanted what he wanted.
Yesterday I didn’t get to finish this post. Having three children underfoot for this grandma, I didn’t quite get to have my own priorities. Feeding, watching, preparing things for them took precedence. Then driving one back to her parents and saying goodbye was easy yet difficult. Certainly having them for 4 days was disruptive to my routine. But I knew there was an end day and knowing that made it easier to offer up my inconveniences. There were times of great joy – like the one where they found my prayer corner.
You probably think this about me Father. You want the best for me; joy and trial so that I may have compassion and empathy for others in what they experience too. Life is disruptive; how many times do I stop my prayer and look at my phone that just beeped? How can I be in the middle of praying or make a vow not to do this or that and then find myself totally doing something different? Lots of times. Yet you wait for me to return, like this morning, to settle down with you and in you and rest. And to experience those great joys I get too… receiving you in the Holy Eucharist again.
Thank you for being there for me, always, sending me the right people at the right time. Help me to keep my ears, eyes and heart open to always hear your voice. Help me to be still, and to know that you are God.