It has been a wearying week, with unrelenting attacks on the Body of Christ and our Vicar on earth, Benedict. In prayer and in reflection one begs the Lord, "Please, tell me what to do", "tell me what to say". One can forget easily,when overwhelmed with attacks and wearied of reading more of the filth that the worldly and the unbelievers delight in spreading, that the Lord has already borne these sorrows, He has already suffered all the hatred and evil that is possible, and He has the victory. By His wounds we are healed: victims of abuse, abusers, those in power who turned away when called upon for help and all of humanity.
As we enter the holiest of weeks, let us never turn our faces away from the Holy One. He will always give us the words to speak that will "rouse the weary". He is the Word to and for the weary. And He is Divine Love, the only grace that will soothe our wounds. He has and will bear all our sorrows. And in Him alone is the victory over every evil in this world.
Let us keep in prayer our Holy Father and all those who love the Body of Jesus Christ in the world which is the universal Church and with these words of Scripture move forward with the Lord, the "Man of Sorrows" in whom is all our help: "The Lord GOD is my help, therefore I am not disgraced; I have set my face like flint, knowing that I shall not be put to shame."
God bless you.
"The Lord GOD has given me
a well-trained tongue,
that I might know how to speak to the weary
a word that will rouse them.
Morning after morning
he opens my ear that I may hear;
and I have not rebelled,
have not turned back.
I gave my back to those who beat me,
my cheeks to those who plucked my beard;
my face I did not shield
from buffets and spitting.
"The Lord GOD is my help,
therefore I am not disgraced;
I have set my face like flint,
knowing that I shall not be put to shame."
-- Is 50:4-7
Art: Caravaggio, Ecce Homo.