8 02 2009

Humility is in your heart.

How could I have missed it?

You did not make grand speeches in the synagogues of the great cities. You did not use clever words or dramatic miracles to draw crowds and adoration.

You used stories of the earth – of farmers, shepherds, widows – told to small-town people to bring your kingdom. You did not set up for yourself a grand temple of healing, where the sick came from afar and paid exhorbitant fees for little result. You healed a friend’s mother, a broken women, the daughter of a distraught father.

You stayed in homes, not hotels. Your closest friends were fishermen, simple folk. You did not plead with listeners to convert or say what everyone wanted to hear. You told the Truth, instructed all people to turn, invited them to come and be healed.

You brought life and would not keep it for yourself. You forgave and entrusted your precious Bride, the Church, to the feeble sons of men. You were at rest in your purpose, pouring out for your calling.

By your touch you healed. Your hands blessed the children, your lips pardoned the defiled, your eyes showed mercy to the broken. You looked at us and loved us. (Mark 10: 21a). 

You cared about the widow in distress. “When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to her and He said, ‘Don’t cry’…the dead man sat up and began to talk and Jesus gave him back to his mother.” (Luke 7:13, 15).

You saw we were lost and helpless, harassed “like sheep without a shepherd.” (Matt. 9:36).

And you wept for God’s children who wanted a different kind of Messiah.




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