As I usually do each morning, and today is no exception, I sit down to my computer, recite my Lectio phrase to begin my practice of contemplation, “have in you the mind of Christ Jesus,” then wait. Whatever comes my way, I try to write it down for you. I don’t presume to speak for the Holy Spirit, for Jesus, or for God, but I do share what happens to me in my blog so that you might see my light shine and give glory to the Father for His kindness. Reflect on this passage in Matthew 5 for a few minutes as it applies to your day today.
The Similes of Salt and Light.*13i “You are the salt of the earth. But if salt loses its taste, with what can it be seasoned? It is no longer good for anything but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.*14You are the light of the world. A city set on a mountain cannot be hidden.j15Nor do they light a lamp and then put it under a bushel basket; it is set on a lampstand, where it gives light to all in the house.k16Just so, your light must shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your heavenly Father.l
WAITING TO BEGIN CONTEMPLATION: WAITING FOR THE LORD
My day begins with waiting for God I am seated on a park bench in the dead of Winter peering at the horizon waiting for Christ to come to meI am tired even though I just got up The winter cold begins to seep through my heavy jacket I am troubled by those around me telling me what to do in my eightieth year Where is Christ I think I am hereThe weather dominates my thoughts Why would Christ want to meet here at this time and in the dead of winter Where is He I am waiting and becoming a little a lot irritated and annoyed at being stood up
I have been sitting here for nearly an hour I will give Jesus five more minutes and then I will leave I have important things to do even if I am retired One last chance I stand up peering angrily at the bridge over which I thought Christ was coming to see me Wait I sit down again and hear a sound It sounds like the constant beating of a heart just like my own I sit there for five minutes just listening and it remains constant and not too loud nor so soft that I cant hear it I must strain to keep this sound focused in my mindIt is a heart beat I am sure of it No one is seated next to me on the bench yet this heart beat is so close that I can feel it A voice whispers MichaelMichael the voice whispers again dont be afraid I am here sitting next to youWhere have you been I say testily I have been here since the beginning of time says Christ waiting for you to show up with all your heart your mind and all your strength Welcome good and faithful servantMy Lord and My God Have mercy on me a sinner
