December 3, 2016
“Go to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.
As you go, make this proclamation: ‘The Kingdom of heaven is at hand.’
Cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse lepers, drive out demons.
Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give.” (from today's Gospel)
If you want to give something, give a little life to the lifeless.
How? Well...that's the hard question, and once you find the answer it becomes your duty, and once you know your duty it becomes your life,
and once you see your life in the light of your question: "How?", you know there are really few things you can really give that are life-giving,
but nothing like your own life...
Thus in a small question we have found our purpose.
What are we going to give when we have nothing else to give, when we realize nothing belong to us?
Nothing is ours, we own nothing, we have nothing.
"Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give.” says the Gospel. However, you cannot give what you don't possess.
Time is not yours, nor the sight or taste, or the people next to you.
What is ours then? What else can we give?
Can we ever reclaim the things we said we would give when we weren't aware of our poverty?
Like promises we would never fulfill we gave the world the air we breathe.
How are we supposed to cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse lepers, drive out demons?
How? If we are the sick, the lepers, when we walk dead carrying our own demons that we refuse to let go.
Such poverty we possess…
How much poverty we possess!
Like a kiss and a little bit of salt on the wounds of your sacred heart, when we break a sweat for your glory.
How much misery we own, the smell of our sin, the solitude in hearts like an empty chest of all the things we lack, mute hymns,
mere prayers, all at once, every time we believe we are ready to face you.
We have nothing, only the lies we tell ourselves sometimes...only our hearts, our poor poor poor hearts!
So it's in our hearts that we find the way to give you at least something, for our hearts were given to us to seek you.
We have the misery and our tears and our joys can be yours, the hail and the storms, the fire within and the praises alone...
all in the same heart, and all can be yours... if we freely give, if we freely receive. And this is all you want, just the little that we have,
but not to take away but to enlighten.
How can we give life to the lifeless?
What are we going to give when we have nothing else to give?
We would give our hearts, poor hearts just like you: a poor child.
And they will be the manger and the lullaby,
it would be the only thing we have to give... and in this our joy is made perfect.
Come Jesus come!🚼