Posted by: livingscripture | December 10, 2008

December 10, 2008 Second Wednesday of Advent

From the Word of the Day


Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.

  (Isaiah 40, 30-31)

How should we live this Word               



Even though we are a society with a certain degree of vitality, given much to the care of the body, to sports, and whatever can give us pleasure, weariness is an all too visible phenomena in our epoch.  We are not dealing with a merely physical weariness but one that is spiritual and psychological.  It is a lack of motivation to do anything, a meaninglessness, and the fear of facing life. 


Thus today’s Word from the Book of the Prophet Isaiah is very timely.  It can truly become a spiritual therapy, especially if we connect it with the Gospel where Jesus opens His heart, wherein nest all the Father’s tenderness, understanding, and mercy.  “Come to me all you who are burdened and oppressed and you will find rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me who am meek and humble of heart and you will find rest for your souls.  Because my yoke is sweet and my burden is light.”


Here is the secret.  Hoping in the Lord does not only mean confiding in Him but also conforming our lives to His.  It means making our heart like Jesus’ way of being humble and meek.  Then we find rest and satisfaction and a peace within ourselves that we can share with others.


Today in my pause for silent contemplation, I will open myself interiorly to the Holy Spirit.  Like Mary, I will say my ‘yes’ to the Father’s will, asking that my heart may become meek and humble like that of Jesus.  I will pray with this ancient invocation:


Jesus, meek and humble of heart, make my heart like Yours.


The voice of St. Mary Domenica Mazzarello, Foundress


Jesus must be all your strength.  With Jesus burdens become light, fatigue sweet, and thorns are turned into roses.



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