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If you remove from your midst oppression,
false accusation and malicious speech;
If you bestow your bread on the hungry
and satisfy the afflicted;
Then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
and the gloom shall become for you like midday;
Then the Lord will guide you always
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
If you bestow your bread on the hungry
and satisfy the afflicted;
Then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
and the gloom shall become for you like midday;
Then the Lord will guide you always
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
The “way” the Old and New Testaments describe is a most
pleasant and happy way. It is a passage from darkness and gloom to light, from midnight confusion
to midday
clarity.
Turning to the path, sometimes with regret, we might grieve over all we have lost. When I quit drinking thirty years ago, I thought I
would never again be clever, debonair or sexy. My youth was over. Fortunately,
as I sobered up I saw the light; and I saw more clearly there is nothing
clever, elegant or appealing about being drunk. It is nothing but stupid.
The way of penance is the way of Joy .
All the saints attest to that. As we set out on the Lenten road we can expect
to find more joy than we have known.
It is the joy of discovering I have more courage than I dreamed
possible, more generosity than I expected, more candor than I know how to
express. I have more friends than I can count, and a deeper belonging to the
Earth and to the Church than I have ever known.
But it does take courage. A frightened people cannot share
their resources with the needy. They cannot imagine there will be “plenty
even on the parched land.” They have heard stories of Jesus
feeding thousands with a few loaves of bread and couple of fish, and they claim
to believe such accounts, but their certain knowledge of these historical “facts”
don’t add up to faith in God.
Corrie ten Boom, in her autobiography, The Hiding Place,
tells of the women in the Nazi prison sharing a small vial of yeast extract. Each
night the women would take a small spoonful for the vitamins, and each night
there was barely enough to go around. The bottle only dried up when a worker in
the kitchen started providing a more ample supply.
There is enough to go around if we trust in God and share
with one another. There is enough health care, education, clothing and energy
for everyone so long as no one hoards more than they need.
Then the Lord will guide you always
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
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I love to write. This blog helps me to meditate on the Word of God, and I hope to make some contribution to our contemplations of God's Mighty Works.
Ordinarily, I write these reflections two or three weeks in advance of their publication. I do not intend to comment on current events.
I understand many people prefer gender-neutral references to "God." I don't disagree with them but find that language impersonal, unappealing and tasteless. When I refer to "God" I think of the One whom Jesus called "Abba" and "Father", and I would not attempt to improve on Jesus' language.
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