The Hermitage - Assisi Who knows how long a walk? Wrong shoes, no directions, no water in the middle of the day- the faith of a fool. But there is an intent for this walk - a journey towards a leaving behind. The ego, the little I, the needy needing to be needed; and for what? To prove that I am ‘good for something’; that I have a right to exist? God’s been doing the hard work again –waiting - waiting for me to recognise myself in Him. To realise that I may be an outsider but I am not outcast – not from God’s Love; not from Christ’s Body. To know that being ‘useless’ means being available to the Spirit’s desire. To understand that I can only be ‘useful’ to God by being empty, by being vulnerable. And. Lord, seeing this, knowing this, does not make it easy. Not for a Martha like me. But in this sacred space filled with the humility and devotion of Francis I may find my own place at your table. So I thank you, Lord, fo...
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