Posted by: livingscripture | April 29, 2012

Fourth Sunday of Easter

From the Word of the Day

“I am the good shepherd, and I know mine and mine know me.”

                                                      (John10: 14)


How should we live this Word

What a special flavor this expression assumes in Easter light!  He gave His life for us, for me, for everyone.  With this gesture, He totally lifted the veil that hid God’s face from our eyes.  Now we may say in all truth, I know Him.  I have experienced His love!  He embraced me so tenderly and I felt myself known without needing to hide myself or flee any longer.

The ancient figure of Adam reveals all his absurdity in fleeing.  At the foot of the cross we realize Jesus gave His life for us and we do not need to hide ourselves from His gaze.  We joyfully repeat with the psalmist, ‘You probe me and You know me.”  Yes, I am known in my deepest reality, in my richness and in my limitations, in my zeal for the good and in the shadows that darken my path.  I am known without being judged, because love only knows forgiveness that stresses the potential for the good that remains beyond the error.

This knowledge calls forth love for love.  I am known and I know.  I discover the face of love that surrounds me and redeems me.  I know it in a crescendo that brings me deeper into the mystery and transforms my life in a permanent tension toward a ‘more’ that I already taste.  It is in this tension that my heart is peaceful and overflows with joy.

Today in my pause for silent contemplation, I want to remain in an adoring attitude before the Crucified and Risen Jesus, the Good Shepherd who receives me and guides me.

Lord, You probe me and You know me!  What joy I feel in being reached by Your gaze!  Grant that I may never distance myself from it but help me to meet Your gaze that I may read in it all the love You have for me!

The voice of St. Theresa of the Child Jesus, Carmelite & Church Doctor

Our Lord’s love is revealed equally well in the simplest soul as in the most sublime.  It is proper to Love to mercifully abase itself.  The more our good God descends to the littlest soul, the more He shows His infinite greatness.

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