
God loves you and me. No special performance required.
God loves me just as much when I sin or am angry, ashamed,
afraid, or drunk and crawling on the floor,
as He does when I am serving the sick, the imprisoned and the poor
God lets me touch right into the mystery with my prayer and ponderings
and lets me see and hear all sorts of wonderous things when I meditate and dream …
and I so feel His Love for me, His arms around me and His kiss in the catharsis of tears, and in the kenosis of a barren ego.
But it is only when I am with other people in the form of the poor, the poor in spirit, the sick, the imprisoned, the lame, the outsider, the alien and the outcast when I ascend to his eye-level and see His Face.
and I love me more when I serve, particularly through with and in the Church and her ministry work. Maybe you are like me…I don’t know, but I like me better when I dont feel I am constantly missing my own mark. It makes it easier on the entire community too probably. As much as I love my solitude I also love being a part of a community.
(I’ll probably edit this later, but I’m going to publish now anyway)
‘lu
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The Quote in the title is from Bob Dufford, S.J., Hymn
“Be not afraid”
You shall cross the barren desert
But you shall not die of thirst
You shall wander far in safety
Though you do not know the way.
You shall speak your words in foreign lands
And all will understand
You shall see the face of God and live.
Be not afraid
I go before you always
Come follow Me
And I shall give you rest.