For each of us, the Word becomes flesh. We know God by traveling the ways of love. On this path, we are transformed into gift. We are made by the light and for the light. This is not a simple assignment. We carved the old commandments into stone and tried to follow them. Where do we inscribe the new commandment? It presses against our flesh and sometimes breaks us open. The ways of love go deep.
From our first breath, love called us into existence. Without care, a child does not survive. Somehow, through the crowded years, we learned to listen. To hold another's words quietly and seek to understand. To take delight in the strange beauty of each person. To act in hope even when no light glimmers. To behold our own self with amazement. To wash the feet of another.
Some love seems impossible. How do I seek the good of my enemy? Saying these words slowly - there stands my brother, my sister - what is impossible begins to change.
Prepare my soul, O Lord, to hear and act on Your words of eternal life. Amen
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