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November 25, 2016

St. Catherine of Alexandria

Lk 21: 29-33

Then he told them a parable: “Look at the fig tree and all the trees; as soon as they sprout leaves you can see for yourselves and know that summer is already near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that the kingdom of God is near. Truly I tell you, this generation will not pass away until all things have taken place. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.

New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved.

The Buds Will Burst Open

Life can be difficult. “Just try this” some will say. It might help, it might not. You would love if it were that easy. Sometimes, you just feel lost.

The buds will burst open.

A small gesture may begin to lift you out of darkness. A hug, a sunrise, the loving words of a loved one. You believe that there is hope and life.

The buds will burst open.

Soon, you pay more attention to the moments of light. You see how beautiful the world is, how God cares for you, and you desire to love deeply in response. Struggle is there, but it does not have the last word.

The buds will burst open.

You may not have felt God’s presence in the darkness, but God was there, all along. And now you can rejoice, because the buds have burst open. They always will.

—Chris Williams, S.J., a Jesuit scholastic of the Wisconsin province, is studying philosophy at Loyola University Chicago.

Prayer

Primary Wonder

Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; cap and bells.

And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng’s clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void: and that, O Lord,
Creator, Hallowed One, You still,
hour by hour sustain it.

—Denise Levertov

 


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November 25, 2016

St. Catherine of Alexandria

Lk 21: 29-33

Then he told them a parable: “Look at the fig tree and all the trees; as soon as they sprout leaves you can see for yourselves and know that summer is already near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that the kingdom of God is near. Truly I tell you, this generation will not pass away until all things have taken place. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.

New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved.

The Buds Will Burst Open

Life can be difficult. “Just try this” some will say. It might help, it might not. You would love if it were that easy. Sometimes, you just feel lost.

The buds will burst open.

A small gesture may begin to lift you out of darkness. A hug, a sunrise, the loving words of a loved one. You believe that there is hope and life.

The buds will burst open.

Soon, you pay more attention to the moments of light. You see how beautiful the world is, how God cares for you, and you desire to love deeply in response. Struggle is there, but it does not have the last word.

The buds will burst open.

You may not have felt God’s presence in the darkness, but God was there, all along. And now you can rejoice, because the buds have burst open. They always will.

—Chris Williams, S.J., a Jesuit scholastic of the Wisconsin province, is studying philosophy at Loyola University Chicago.

Prayer

Primary Wonder

Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; cap and bells.

And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng’s clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void: and that, O Lord,
Creator, Hallowed One, You still,
hour by hour sustain it.

—Denise Levertov

 


Please share the Good Word with your friends!