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“A father’s communication with his many children… that is one of the most agreeable occupations of my life” 1857
This morning I found myself struggling with the words above – only because I was secretly measuring my own worth. I began to think of how Jesus did not measure the worth of any – he died for every one of us – without measure.
Yesterday a friend came to visit me, asking if he could anoint me with the sacrament of the sick. I was more grateful than anything else. He reminded me of when Jesus was looking for Adam in the garden – it was with worry and love. For some reason I have always heard God speaking to Adam with a voice of judgement and condemnation rather than love. My friend pointed out that God condemned not Adam or Eve, but rather the serpent. It was not a matter of Adam and Eve’s imperfections but rather his promise to them of redemption.
I heard no hint of measurement, judgement or condemnation when Jesus said my name, telling me of his love and that I belonged to him. I was transformed by a love that was full and sweet and that began an ongoing transformation within me.
I am still human, still wounded but The Spirit, the Church, St. Eugene and our shared Mazenodian and Oblate family are foundational within me. There was an invitation from God, the Church, St. Eugene de Mazenod and his family to join them and walk with them as pilgrims of hope in communion. I simply needed time to sit with the Beloved and my struggles fell away. This is the love given to me to share with all those I meet – light and grace for everyone…