I have come to bring not peace but the sword.
For I have come to set
a man against his father,
a daughter against her mother,
and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;
and one’s enemies will be those of his household.
Sometimes we try to invite others into that place. Or we think they should want to come in. Or we think they can although its impossible. Sometimes we feel invaded by others, by their opinions about us, or their resentments, demands, and expectations. They almost crowd us out of our apartness, that sacred, secret, inviolable apartment.
And then the Lord enters and demands, Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me," or, as Saint Luke teaches the same thing,
‘Whoever comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, yes, and even life itself, cannot be my disciple."
Hearing and heeding that word we understand Saint Augustine's prophetic word, "Our hearts are restless until we rest in thee."
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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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