Sunday, May 24, 2020
Finding Joy in the Sorrow
It struck me the other night that all the Joyful Mysteries
of the Rosary I usually pray are about Jesus’ conception, birth, and childhood. Is there no joy in adulthood? But I DO recall that He said unless you have
the heart of a child, you cannot enter the kingdom of heaven. You need that level of complete trust, as a
child does, and that is living in joy.
My Jesus, I trust in You.
When Mary appeared to some
children in Rwanda Africa in the 1990’s, she taught them to pray a different
rosary with her, a rosary which meditates on HER seven sorrowful
mysteries. Of course, most of Mary’s
sorrows mirrored those of Jesus’ Passion, His sorrows caused deep sorrow in her,
but three of her sorrowful mysteries centered on Jesus’ childhood. Two of them, the Presentation of the baby
Jesus in the Temple, and the Finding of the Child Jesus in the Temple are also
listed among the Joyful Mysteries of the rosary we have prayed so often. From one point of view, those childhood events
were great joyful events we pray about and celebrate, but from another, they were
deep sorrows for Mary. The Presentation
had the baby taken to the Temple, His Father’s house, a great joy, but there
Simeon prophesized His later sufferings, which gave Mary great sorrows.
When the 12-year old Jesus stayed
at the Temple to speak to the elders after the feast day, when she discovered
Him missing, Mary thought He was lost; she thought she had failed in caring for
Him, and was deeply disturbed until He was found, and even then she heard
echoes of future sorrows.
As these Joyful and Sorrowful
events show, sometimes joys and sorrows intermix, depending on the viewer, but
often those sorrows are a focusing on the unknowns of the future, as Mary did. Jesus Passion came soon enough, THEN Mary’s sorrows
were truly united with His.
Perhaps that is how things are
meant to be in these times, the scary, sorrowful times of today. Look for the joys, remember the blessings we
have and give thanks to God. And if
deep, unavoidable sorrows are to come, unite those sorrows with His, that these
great sorrows may lead to great joys, even as His death did. God’s mercy is endless. If greater sorrows are to come, I will be
sad, even as I pray for His Mercy, and trust in Him to bring great joys out of
these sorrows.
Blessed be God Who comforts us
in all our trials. 2Cor 1:3
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I said a few posts back that I’d likely be further quoting
from Stinissen’s book, This is The Day the Lord Has Made, and today’s
meditation from there (May 24) is worth sharing:
Step by Step
God didn’t create the world and humankind
complete, once and for all. God creates
the universe in an evolution. He creates
humankind so that our insight grows and deepens little by little. Only by and by do we find out what is right
and true.
This evolution is part of creation
itself; it is contemplated by God and part of his plan.
God doesn’t wish for a child to act
and think as an adult. The child has a
right to be a child. There are phases in
the evolution of both the individual as well as humankind as a whole, and each
phase holds its own truth. God doesn’t
require you to be now what he may want you to become later. But in each phase of this evolution you are
given a certain measure of light and insight in order to keep growing. You must take the necessary steps from where
you are to where God calls you. The old
is never wasted if you proceed according to what you now know is right.
It is not fair to judge your past
from what you know now, but didn’t know earlier. And even if you should have acted earlier
against your own better judgement – not following your conscience and insight –
you can put everything right by doing what you now know to be right.
The possibility of living according
to God’s will is always open. From time
to time, it may even be God’s will that you don’t know what to do to move
on. In that case, surrender your uncertainty
to him, accept being temporarily in the dark.
If you are completely honest with God and yourself, you will know what
to do, when the time comes.
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