Daily One – Not a Slave, but a Son

Today’s Readings – January 1, 2013

As proof that you are sons,
God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts,
crying out, “Abba, Father!”
So you are no longer a slave but a son,
and if a son then also an heir, through God. (Gal 4:4-7)

There is so much joy in this, Lord!  Why don’t more people rejoice?  Here we are told, that you, Heavenly Father, have adopted us as sons and daughters, inheritors of a kingdom beyond our wildest imaginations.  And yet, we whine and complain.  We are like a stockbroker who still complains about a bad day’s trade even after finding out she owns all of Warren Buffet’s wealth.  We are like a man who is still insecure about his looks even after knowing he has the unconditional love of a beautiful woman.  We are still angry, still greedy, still hungry, still lonely, still needy… even though we are heirs.

It’s my pride, Jesus.  It’s my attachments, as De Mello says.  I’ve been programmed to want the wrong things.  The desire for infinite happiness was planted by you, God, and we will find no rest until we find an infinite source of happiness.  I know it’s you, but I need help to feel it, to desire it above all things.  To desire you.

Our Father…  Hail Mary…  Glory be…

Daily One – They Did Not Know Him

Today’s Readings – December 31, 2012

This part in today’s Gospel is so sad:

“He was in the world, and the world came to be through him, but the world did not know him.  He came to what was his own, but his own people did not accept him.”

Isn’t this like my own soul and all the changes the Holy Spirit has done to me, but my family and friends cannot see?  But it’s prideful to equate the small changes to my soul to the greatness of God becoming one of us.

Dear Lord, I still don’t get how awesome that you became a newborn child.  I understand intellectually, but I don’t feel it in my gut – the way I feel and believe in my gut that you are my Savior.  You came to us, my dear Jesus, and you are with us now.  Dear Jesus… help me hold on to the grace the Holy Spirit has given me.

Dear Holy Spirit, help me be the husband and father that God means for me to be.  Help me lead my family closer to you.  We are destined to be in Heaven with you.

Daily One – Feast of the Holy Family

Today’s Readings: December 30, 2012

I love that today’s reading had the name Hannah in it.  My wife and I brought our own Hana to Mass this evening.  I didn’t look up today’s Scripture beforehand.  So, it was a lovely surprise; kind of like God saying, “Hey, thanks.  It’s good to see at least one of your children at Church, today.”  We had left Maya at home.

Even though our family was incomplete without our two-year old, it was nice to know that she has loving grandparents who are willing to watch after her.  My wife and I need time to ourselves, and Hana is pretty low maintenance at this stage in her life (she stayed asleep throughout Mass).

My wife reached out for my hand.  So, I guess she (temporarily) forgave me for our argument earlier this morning.

The one thing that stuck me from the readings today – my Daily One – was “Beloved: See what love the Father has bestowed on us that we may be called the children of God.”

My family may be imperfect.  It may not be holy, yet.  But I’m part of the family of God.  God is holy; so, I’m holy by association.  I just need to work at deserving that holiness.  It’s like having a wealthy uncle makes me wealthy.  I just need to work at deserving a piece of his inheritance.

Daily One – Flower in the Field

Today’s Readings: Dec 11, 2012

Why can’t I be like the flower in the field? I would bloom for no one but the sun.  My scent to please nobody in particular, but everyone who passes by.

Instead, I’m like a flower that needs to be noticed, appreciated and admired.  I compete with other flowers for the best ground to grow.

I’ve found the one girl who plucked me from the field, and we will be together until I wilt and die.  But still… why can’t I just be like the flower in the field, with no worries – just live the life of a flower and then return to the dust?

Is it because my soul yearns for God?

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