We exist in the infinite embrace of God’s mercy. In mercy, we all were created. In mercy, we all live. In mercy, we all have the hope of eternal life.
The lavish mercy of God pours over us in every sunrise and sunset, in every noon and midnight. With every breath, we draw on mercy. With every thought, we capture its spirit and turn it to our hope. The gift of such divine power in us calls us to lavish mercy with our own lives, to be agents of mercy in all things.
This journal is offered as an act of thanksgiving and celebration for that lavish mercy. It is a gathering of reflections and prayers which sift through our ordinary experience to seek the breath-giving grace of God awaiting us there.
My name is Renee Yann. I am a Sister of Mercy. I love to chase God through the bright blessing of words. I love to discover words in the dark blessing of silence. It is a joy to share with you the humble fruit of those mutual blessings.
Our entire theological tradition is expressed in terms of Mercy, which I define as the willingness to enter into the chaos of others. James F. Keenan, S.J.
Children, let us love not in word or speech but in deed and truth. Now this is how we shall know that we belong to the truth and reassure our hearts before him in whatever our hearts condemn, for God is greater than our hearts and knows everything. Beloved, if our hearts do not condemn us, we have confidence in God and receive from him whatever we ask, because we keep his commandments and do what pleases him.
1 John 3:18-22
John makes it so clear and simple, doesn’t he? It’s what we do that matters, not what we say. Jesus said the same thing once when he pointed out a tree to his disciples and said, “By their fruits, you will know them..”
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
Let’s take a good look at our lives, and the lives of those we allow to influence us. Are we like trees bearing good fruit – good deeds of charity, peace, forgiveness, mercy, honesty, respect, encouragement, hope, and fidelity?
If our deeds reflect the opposite of these virtues, John says they condemn us. He calls us to Gospel faithfulness in what we do as well as what we say.
Poetry:
Music: Good Tree – Hillbilly Thomists (I thought these guys were fascinating! See more about them on their website: https://www.hillbillythomists.com/about)
You can’t gather grapes from a bramble bush Or pick a fig from thorns What I’d like to be Oh, to be a good tree
Some fall in the rocks, on the beaten path Some sink into great soil From a tiny seed Oh, to a good tree
Like a cedar high And mustard wide Where all the birds of the air can hide Find rest inside
Oh, a good tree The beetle bites The black rot strikes From the inside Have your enemies
Oh, if you’re a good tree High and dry Some branches die From time to time A prune’s required If you wanna be Oh, a good tree
Even when I’m old I still will be Still full of sap, still green That’s what I want to be Oh, to be a good tree
By Your word The dark is light The tree of death becomes the tree of life So let it be Oh, to be a good tree Oh, to be a good tree Oh, to be a good tree Oh, to be a good tree Oh, to be a good tree
Jesus said to his disciples: “If you know me, then you will also know my Father. From now on you do know him and have seen him.” Philip said to Jesus, “Master, show us the Father, and that will be enough for us.” Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you for so long a time and you still do not know me, Philip? Whoever has seen me has seen the Father.
Philip is like a lot of us. He is more comfortable with knowledge than with faith. He wants to be shown the Father, the way we might ask to be shown the facts, the details, the plan for something. But faith can’t be boiled down to facts and blueprints. Faith can’t be described or detailed in a presentation or an image.
Jesus challenges Philip to give himself fully to relationship with Jesus. In that shared love, wisdom, trust, and acceptance, Philip already knows the Father. Jesus is the human revelation of the Infinite Love, Wisdom, and Goodness of the Trinity.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
We pray for the spiritual freedom to release our hearts from any doubt or reservation in our faith. We ask for the grace to trust the Presence of God in our lives and to respond in love to that ineffable Loving Presence.
Prayer: from Julian of Norwich
God, of thy goodness, give me Thyself; for Thou art enough for me, and I can ask for nothing less that can be full honor to Thee. And if I ask anything that is less, ever Shall I be in want, for only in Thee have I all.
Music: Expecting Miracles – Velma Frye and Macrina Wiederkehr, OSB
Midnight moon, let your soft light fall gently, Gently upon all that has grown dim in our lives. Midnight moon, pour yourself into places Where we are weary, Midnight moon, refresh our bodies And our hearts. Let us watch throughout the long night as ones, As ones expecting miracles.
Morning sun, let your soft light fall gently, Gently upon all that has grown dim in our lives. Morning sun, pour yourself into places Where we are weary, Morning sun, refresh our bodies and our hearts. Let us step into this new day as ones, As ones expecting miracles.
May we live this day With the presence of disciples of joy!
Jesus said to his disciples: “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You have faith in God; have faith also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. If there were not, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back again and take you to myself, so that where I am you also may be. Where I am going you know the way.” Thomas said to him, “Master, we do not know where you are going; how can we know the way?” Jesus said to him, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”
John 14: 1-6
The disciples today, especially Thomas, remind me of myself on my first day of kindergarten. I had never done anything without my mother beside me, (except when, early one morning before the adults awakened, my three-year-old self tried to escape our front door to capture myself a pet pigeon.)
The disciples now face a life without Jesus’s physical presence. They’re scared. But Jesus assures his nervous followers that, in Him, they now have all they need to move forward with the Gospel. If they hold to his Way, his Truth, and his Life, they have nothing to fear.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy,
We ask to trust Christ’s assurance to us as well, focusing our days on his Way, Truth, and Life by our sincere study and practice of a Gospel spirituality.
Prose: ― Thomas Keating – from Fruits and Gifts of the Spirit
St. Teresa of Avila wrote: ‘All difficulties in prayer can be traced to one cause: praying as if God were absent.’ This is the conviction that we bring with us from early childhood and apply to everyday life and to our lives in general. It gets stronger as we grow up, unless we are touched by the Gospel and begin the spiritual journey. This journey is a process of dismantling the monumental illusion that God is distant or absent.
Music: Here’s a little “cardio-prayer” for your enjoyment! 😀
Beloved: Clothe yourselves with humility in your dealings with one another, for:
God opposes the proud but bestows favor on the humble.
So humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time. Cast all your worries upon him because he cares for you.
1 Peter 5:5-7
In Peter’s inspiring letter, he lovingly mentions his “son” Mark. No doubt Mark has earned this intimate affection by living a life such as Peter describes – one clothed in humility and trust.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
Humility, that grateful self-understanding which recognizes itself as completely dependent on God, opens us for God’s favor, as noted by Peter.
As we grow in that holy knowledge, worries abate and trust upholds us.
Poetry: Humility- Jessica Powers
Humility is to be still under the weathers of God’s will. It is to have no hurt surprise when morning’s ruddy promise dies,
when wind and drought destroy, or sweet spring rains apostatize in sleet, or when the mind and month remark a superfluity of dark.
It is to have no troubled care for human weathers anywhere. And yet it is to take the good with the warm hands of gratitude.
Humility is to have place deep in the secret of God’s face where one can know, past all surmise, that God’s great will alone is wise,
where one is loved, where one can trust a strength not circumscribed by dust. It is to have a place to hide when all is hurricane outside.
I came into the world as light, so that everyone who believes in me might not remain in darkness. And if anyone hears my words and does not observe them, I do not condemn him, for I did not come to condemn the world but to save the world. Whoever rejects me and does not accept my words has something to judge him: the word that I spoke, it will condemn him on the last day, because I did not speak on my own, but the Father who sent me commanded me what to say and speak.
John 12:46-49
Today’s message is pretty clear and a little scary: it is our own words and actions – not anyone else’s, not even God’s – that will condemn us if we do not choose the Light!
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
We pray to be honest with ourselves as life presents its many challenges, to seek the confidence that comes with living those choices in God.
Quote: from St. Ignatius Loyola
“Our only desire and our one choice should be this: I want and I choose what better leads to God’s deepening life in me.”
And Jesus walked about in the temple area on the Portico of Solomon. So the Jews gathered around him and said to him, “How long are you going to keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.” Jesus answered them, “I told you and you do not believe. The works I do in my Father’s name testify to me. But you do not believe, because you are not among my sheep. My sheep hear my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish.
John 10:23-28
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
We may find ourselves not unlike the crowd in today’s Gospel: impatient for answers we already have!
Sometimes, if the apparent answer isn’t what we want, we persist in believing we haven’t been answered at all.
Jesus says what makes the difference is faith which opens us to a logic beyond this world – the Logic of eternal life.
Prose: from Rainer Maria Rilkë
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.
Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever does not enter a sheepfold through the gate but climbs over elsewhere is a thief and a robber. But whoever enters through the gate is the shepherd of the sheep. The gatekeeper opens it for him, and the sheep hear his voice, as he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When he has driven out all his own, he walks ahead of them, and the sheep follow him, because they recognize his voice.
John 10:1-4
The “gate” is the place where life flows in and out of our spirits. “Thieves and robbers” – all that is unloving – tries to break in to that sacred place. But it is only when we hear the voice of Love and Truth that we should allow our hearts to follow.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
Let’s examine our heart’s gate – that place where we discern the spirit motivating our lives. To guard our hearts for grace, that “gate” must be secured and oiled with prayer and a Gospel-catechized life.
Poetry: from Rumi
Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates At the first gate, ask yourself, “Is it true?” At the second gate ask, “Is it necessary?” At the third gate ask, “Is it kind?”
Peter, filled with the Holy Spirit, said: “Leaders of the people and elders: If we are being examined today about a good deed done to a cripple, namely, by what means he was saved, then all of you and all the people of Israel should know that it was in the name of Jesus Christ …
Acts 4:8-10
The early Church understood that the miraculous grace in their lives came only through the power of Jesus. They lived in his Name.
No doubt they continually said that precious Name in prayer, remembrance, hope, and longing.
As we pray the precious Name today, let us think of how it sounded when spoken by his loving mother.
Think how brave Peter called to him in prayer.
Hear Steven say the Holy Name as he faced death.
Hear the tenderness of Mary Magdalen‘s “Rabboni”.
Listen to your own heart, and all that it means to you as you repeat the precious Name, Jesus.
Prose: from St. Bernard of Clairvaux
The sweet Name of Jesus produces in us holy thoughts, fills the soul with noble sentiments, strengthens virtue, begets good works, and nourishes pure affections. All spiritual food leaves the soul dry, if it contain not that penetrating oil, the Name Jesus. When you take your pen, write the Name Jesus: if you write books, let the Name of Jesus be contained in them, else they will possess no charm or attraction for me; you may speak, or you may reply, but if the Name of Jesus sounds not from your lips, you are without unction and without charm. Jesus to me is honey in the mouth, light in the eyes, a flame in our heart.
When he arrived, they took him to the room upstairs where all the widows came to him weeping and showing him the tunics and cloaks that Dorcas had made while she was with them. Peter sent them all out and knelt down and prayed. Then he turned to her body and said, “Tabitha, rise up.” She opened her eyes, saw Peter, and sat up. He gave her his hand and raised her up, and when he had called the holy ones and the widows, he presented her alive. This became known all over Joppa, and many came to believe in the Lord.
Acts 9:39-42
In our readings today, we see people’s lives turning forward or backward based on the power or weakness of their faith.
Peter prays and then turns toward Tabitha to restore her life by the power of his faith.
In our Gospel, those disciples whose faith is too weak to receive Christ’s teaching on the Eucharist, return to their former uninspired life.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
We pray to have a committed faith that grows stronger with the inevitable turns of our life. May our Eucharistic faith power our lives to witness Christ.
Poetry: The Waterwheel – Rumi
As I read this poem, I can hear Jesus asking his friends to believe and stay with him in the turns of life.
Stay together, friends. Don’t scatter and sleep.
Our friendship is made of being awake.
The waterwheel accepts water and turns and gives it away, weeping.
That way it stays in the garden, whereas another roundness rolls through a dry riverbed looking for what it thinks it wants.
Stay here, quivering with each moment like a drop of mercury.
As Paul was nearing Damascus, a light from the sky suddenly flashed around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?” He said, “Who are you, sir?” The reply came, “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting. Now get up and go into the city and you will be told what you must do.”
The men who were traveling with him stood speechless, for they heard the voice but could see no one. Saul got up from the ground, but when he opened his eyes he could see nothing; so they led him by the hand and brought him to Damascus.
There was a disciple in Damascus named Ananias, and the Lord said to him in a vision, “Ananias.” He answered, “Here I am, Lord.” The Lord said to him, “Get up and go to the street called Straight and ask at the house of Judas for a man from Tarsus named Saul. He is there praying, and in a vision he has seen a man named Ananias come in and lay his hands on him, that he may regain his sight.”
Acts 9:3-7
Acts describes all kinds of “sight” in this familiar passage. We can see with our eyes, with our minds, with our hearts, and with our spirits. Or these magnificent gifts can be blinded in us by our ignorance and prejudice, as they were in Saul.
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy:
We think of times in our lives when truth or reality “dawned” on us. We may have been shocked that we had, until that time, missed the point! Surely you’ve asked yourself at sometime, “How did I ever miss that?!”
We pray for the grace to SEE God’s Presence in our circumstances by living a prayerful, spiritually receptive life. God may be calling us, comforting us, challenging us – but God is there, loving us.
Poetry: St. Paul – Thomas Merton
When I was Saul, and sat among the cloaks, My eyes were stones, I saw no sight of heaven, Open to take the spirit of the twisting Stephen. When I was Saul and sat among the rocks, I locked my eyes, and made my brain my tomb, Sealed with what boulders rolled across my reason!
When I was Saul and walked upon the blazing desert My road was quiet as a trap. I feared what word would split high noon with light And lock my life, and try to drive me mad: And thus I saw the Voice that struck me dead.
Tie up my breath, and wind me in white sheets of anguish, And lay me in my three days’ sepulchre Until I find my Easter in a vision.
Oh Christ! Give back my life, go, cross Damascus, Find out my Ananias in that other room: Command him, as you do, in this my dream; He knows my locks, and owns my ransom, Waits for Your word to take his keys and come.