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St. Ignatius of Loyola tells us that when we do Lectio Divina, or Sacred Reading, to see what stands out to us and to sit with that. As I was reading and praying over the readings the Psalm just popped out at me. I usually focus on the Second reading and the Gospel, but this week the Psalms just punched me in the face.
Psalm 27:1
"The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom do I fear?
The LORD is my life's refuge; of whom am I afraid?"
Fear is paralyzing. It stops us from living properly. It can stop us from pushing forward and growing. Almost all fears, except irrational fears, are based on a lack of knowledge. When we have fears we become scared. I am scared of the dark because I don't know what is in the dark. I am scared of failure because I don't know what people will think about me after. I am scared to quit my job and pursue my dream because I don't know if it will actually happen. I am scared of being happy because I don't know what it is like to stop chasing happiness and actually be happy. I am scared to trust God because I don't know where my life will go.
It is always nice to dream isn't...
The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom do I fear?
The LORD is my life's refuge; of whom am I afraid?
Do not be afraid... for nothing is impossible for God.
Our Catholic friend Mickey Rourke's interview with Barbara Walters. I really recommend you see it.
Pray well!
Where Are All the Others?
ReplyDeleteThose full of fear are not really on the way.
Everyone here is a king. No servants.
The wave can never be afraid of the ocean.
Inside that motion, how can anything be “other?”
When you feel separate, you’re in your imagination.Saints are the lights we see within
this exquisite fluid, and I’m not talking
about the elements! There’s a light
that’s the opposite of fire, as white to black.
When what I’m pointing to arrives,
there’s no trace of burning. Don’t ask
for a lineage of revelation, or explication
of texts, or rules of morality. There’s nothing
here but love and mystery. Welcome to the tavern
where drunkards get sober and transparent,
until they disappear altogether in the face
of the one they love.