There comes a time, or maybe several times, in each of our lives when we become this woman. We’re tired and we’re sick. Is it with sin? With anger? It doesn’t matter. Whatever it is, it’s made us weak, and we feel like we’ve run out of options.
God doesn’t desire us to verbalize our needs as a way of keeping us submissive. He’s not that petty. What He desires is the communication — that’s what really counts. That act of opening yourself up, of becoming vulnerable, of relying on Him, trusting Him.
The Body and Blood of Christ — that’s what it’s all about. If it’s not about that, it’s not about anything. If we don’t have the Eucharist, we’re just like the ancient priests, making sacrifices that don’t have the power to redeem anybody.
I hope it’s starting to look like summer where you are. We’ve still got a few weeks left before it’s official, but the school year should be winding up and the birds should be chirping a little louder. But thank God that He doesn’t take a break, even if we do.
Love one another. The greatest commandment, the simplest commandment — and if you’ve ever loved anyone, you know it’s also the hardest. How often do we take a moment to consider the action Jesus is asking us to take and the choice he is asking us to make?
The Bible tells us that when we bear fruit as good everyday stewards, it is for the Father’s glory. We are the branch on His magnificent tree. We also tend to reflect how well the other branches around us are incorporating the nutrients coming their way.
It’s right for us to always keep in mind that Jesus is God. But we also have to remember that he was man. He got hungry. He cried when he felt sad and laughed when he felt happy. It’s the tightrope walk we all try to balance every day, honoring our human emotions while still answering God’s call to be better.