Spread the seeds of the word of God GENEROSULY….
“Here are my mother and my brothers. For whoever does the will of my heavenly Father is my brother, and sister, and mother.”
We are family …. Inasmuch as we remain in Divine Will
First reading today: “With what shall I come before the LORD,?”
Maybe he just wants… US….not anything else
The thing we’re meant to rightly understand is this: Jesus loves to come into our hearts!!!!
Two ladies in our Gopel – one is RECEPTIVE, one is too busy with her doings …. Even though they’re good doings
We can easily get caught up in what we are doing … love to talk how busy we are …
But am I serving God in it all? or my list of tasks, calendar, accomplishments??
- Martha keeps track of her activities —look at all I’m doing
- David forbidden from building the temple, God is upset on census—he was serving the record, not the Lord
We can think similarly:
- I’m pretty great: prayed 3 Angelus, 2 holy hours, 5 rosaries, 2 novenas, volutnerered 3 hours
- Did this and that and the other thing for God…wahoo
——-But Love doesn’t keep count, or even keep to a schedule
Fr. Vincent Tobin story
And it isn’t that tasks are bad, work is needed! But am I receptive to God in in?? Maybe Martha forgot about that
Cuz the thing is: Every task is given by God to draw us closer, share his joy ….
Trick is not to get lost in it all
Else it is the idolatry of self, if I am always serving the record that I am always thinking about myself and what I am doing, rather than simply being responsive to God in the present moment
Our question for the day: How much do I get caught up in what I am doing? Am I serving God or my to do list, my calendar, my record of accomplishments?
Jesus loves to come into our hearts!!!! Receive him ,… even in our many doings
He received the Lord’s blessing and the merciful saving power of God; such is the fortune of those who seek the Lord.
– vespers antiphon
“Remain humble, remain simple….the more you are so, the more good you will do.” St John Vianney
The more the ego asserts itself, the more miserable or becomes – Fulton sheen