Come now, you who say,
“Today or tomorrow we shall go into such and such a town, spend a year there doing business, and make a profit.”
You have no idea what your life will be like tomorrow. You are a puff of smoke that appears briefly and then disappears.
“Today or tomorrow we shall go into such and such a town, spend a year there doing business, and make a profit.”
You have no idea what your life will be like tomorrow. You are a puff of smoke that appears briefly and then disappears.
The spiritual
life is that quest to make of oneself more than a puff of smoke. We seek
eternal life, something which has more weight than the immortality of a vampire
or zombie.
Immortal life doesn't sound attractive to me. I’m only sixty-five and I think I have already seen too much change. The older
I get the less I know about anything. Why would anyone want to live in an indefinite
future of endless change and ebbing familiarity? At the VA I see intense,
beautiful young people preparing to serve as doctors, nurses and technicians. I
am quite willing to turn my sorry world over to them.
In the meanwhile I look for that
substance which is not a puff of smoke. I find evidence of it in our creed, in that
mysterious word consubstantial. We
are created in God’s image and called to be holy as God is holy. We find in the
person of God that substance which does not perish by sin or corruption.

Saint Francis saw Eternity in water, so useful, lowly, precious and pure. This is the same water of the rich and the poor, of animals and plants, of animate and inanimate life. It is more substantial than wealth; its contemplation touches God.
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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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