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November 3, 2014

St. Martin de Porres

Psalm 131

In you, O Lord, I have found my peace. O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor are my eyes haughty; I busy not myself with great things, nor with things too sublime for me. Nay rather, I have stilled and quieted my soul like a weaned child. Like a weaned child on its mother’s lap, so is my soul within me. O Israel, hope in the Lord, both now and forever.

New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved. http://www.usccb.org/bible/approved-translations

Finding Our Peace

A hungry, wailing child finds no respite in anything or anyone other than the source of their food and nourishment, their mother’s milk. A child, moments after filling his/her belly with milk, stills on a mother’s lap staring straight into a mother’s eyes with a look of contentment and joy.  Infants latch on to the only thing they know can bring them peace, and there is nothing that deters them from seeking the source that can provide it.

The world offers us many choices and options to find our peace, the way a frazzled parent desperately offers a multitude of choices to a wailing child attempting to help them find peace before milk can be offered and the child satisfied. We must seek the source of our peace, our Lord, with the determination of a hungry child. It is in you, O Lord, we find our peace.

—Becky Eldredge is a spiritual director, writer, retreat facilitator and mom of three.

Prayer

O God, what will you do to conquer the fearful hardness of our hearts? Lord, you must give us new hearts, tender hearts, sensitive hearts, to replace hearts that are made of marble and bronze. You must give us your own Heart, Jesus.

Come, loveable heart of Jesus. Place your Heart deep in the center of our hearts and enkindle in each heart a flame of love as strong, as great, as the sum of all the reasons that I have for loving you, my God.

O holy heart of Jesus, dwell hidden in my heart, so that I may live only in you and only for you, so that , in the end, I may live with you eternally in heaven. Amen.

—St. Claude La Colombiere, SJ


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November 3, 2014

St. Martin de Porres

Psalm 131

In you, O Lord, I have found my peace. O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor are my eyes haughty; I busy not myself with great things, nor with things too sublime for me. Nay rather, I have stilled and quieted my soul like a weaned child. Like a weaned child on its mother’s lap, so is my soul within me. O Israel, hope in the Lord, both now and forever.

New Revised Standard Version, copyright 1989, by the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. USCCB approved. http://www.usccb.org/bible/approved-translations

Finding Our Peace

A hungry, wailing child finds no respite in anything or anyone other than the source of their food and nourishment, their mother’s milk. A child, moments after filling his/her belly with milk, stills on a mother’s lap staring straight into a mother’s eyes with a look of contentment and joy.  Infants latch on to the only thing they know can bring them peace, and there is nothing that deters them from seeking the source that can provide it.

The world offers us many choices and options to find our peace, the way a frazzled parent desperately offers a multitude of choices to a wailing child attempting to help them find peace before milk can be offered and the child satisfied. We must seek the source of our peace, our Lord, with the determination of a hungry child. It is in you, O Lord, we find our peace.

—Becky Eldredge is a spiritual director, writer, retreat facilitator and mom of three.

Prayer

O God, what will you do to conquer the fearful hardness of our hearts? Lord, you must give us new hearts, tender hearts, sensitive hearts, to replace hearts that are made of marble and bronze. You must give us your own Heart, Jesus.

Come, loveable heart of Jesus. Place your Heart deep in the center of our hearts and enkindle in each heart a flame of love as strong, as great, as the sum of all the reasons that I have for loving you, my God.

O holy heart of Jesus, dwell hidden in my heart, so that I may live only in you and only for you, so that , in the end, I may live with you eternally in heaven. Amen.

—St. Claude La Colombiere, SJ


Please share the Good Word with your friends!