Thursday of the Seventeenth Week in Ordinary Time
August 3, 2023
Today’s Readings:
https://bible.usccb.org/bible/readings/080323.cfm
Today, in God’s Lavish Mercy, our scripture passages focus on how God dwells with us and calls us to ever greater intimacy.
In Exodus, Moses meticulously performs God’s instructions to build a holy dwelling place – the Ark of the Covenant. When Moses’s work is finished, God settles in among the Israelites and begins the new work of leading them to the promised land. It is a “Finished. What’s Next” scenario.
The “next” is this: by manipulating a visible cloud, God signals when it is time to rest and when it is time to move forward on the journey.
Whenever the cloud rose from the Dwelling,
Exodus 40:35-36
the children of Israel would set out on their journey.
But if the cloud did not lift, they would not go forward;
only when it lifted did they go forward.
Verse 33, not included in today’s selection, says this:
Finally, Moses set up the court around the tabernacle and the altar and hung the curtain at the gate of the court.
Exodus 40:33
Thus Moses finished all the work.
The italicized phrase should ring a bell with us. It is reminiscent of this familiar phrase in Genesis:
By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.
Genesis 2:2
And it is predictive of this solemn phrase in John’s Gospel:
When he had received the sour wine, Jesus said, ‘It is finished,’ and he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.
John 19:30
Praying with Exodus today, we might consider how God continually finishes chapters in history and in our lives. With each completion, a new dynamic is initiated which reveals God’s deeper Presence to us. If our hearts are open, God always invites us deeper – that is the journey.
God enacts this ever-renewing revelation in the Scriptures as well as in our lives.
- In Genesis, God comes to dwell in the Creation.
- In Exodus, God comes to dwell in Presence.
- In the Incarnation, God comes to dwell in our flesh.
- In Pentecost, God comes to dwell in our spirits, giving us the capabilty of opening ourselves to the inexhaustible bounty of God’s Love.
God keeps coming to us anew, not with a new Face, but with a Face that, earlier, we may not have had the depth to recognize.
A word from the Hebrew, first encountered in ancient rabbinic literature, captures the concept of the eternal generative Presence dwelling among us: Shekhinah. The word means “dwelling” or “settling” and denotes the presence of God, as it were, in a particular place.
In today’s Gospel passage, Jesus finishes a significant chapter of his ministry. In five succinct parables, Jesus has painted a picture of our “next” – the Kingdom of Heaven.
- the mustard seed
- yeast
- the hidden treasure
- the merchant
- the net
Image by chanwit whanset from Pixabay
Closing today’s lesson, Jesus charges the future teachers of the faith to remember the whole history of God’s indwelling as they guide the people to God’s penultimate revelation. As we move forward to a Parousia we can only imagine, we can be encouraged and consoled by the stories of God’s Presence in the past, and imaged for us in the parables.
“Then every scribe who has been instructed in the Kingdom of heaven
Matthew 13:52
is like the head of a household who brings from his storeroom
both the new and the old.”
Image by chanwit whanset from Pixabay
Before today, we may never have thought of ourselves as God’s “scribes”. But just as God used our first parents, and Moses, and the early disciples, God is using us to write the current and future story of God’s love for all Creation.
The chapter with your name will not be included in the Bible, but it will be written large in the Book of Life. It will be read by those who love you, depend on you, work with you, or need you. Each of our lives, in its own way, is a scipture for our times.
Poetry: Wellfleet Shabbat – Marge Piercy
The hawk eye of the sun slowly shuts. The breast of the bay is softly feathered dove grey. The sky is barred like the sand when the tide trickles out. The great doors of Shabbat are swinging open over the ocean, loosing the moon floating up slow distorted vast, a copper balloon just sailing free. The wind slides over the waves, patting them with its giant hand, and the sea stretches its muscles in the deep, purrs and rolls over. The sweet beeswax candles flicker and sigh, standing between the phlox and the roast chicken. The wine shines its red lantern of joy. Here on this piney sandspit, the Shekinah comes on the short strong wings of the seaside sparrow raising her song and bringing down the fresh clean night.
Music: Dwelling Place – John Foley, SJ