Oh Lord, purify me, make me a chalice in which you dwell, offer your sacrifice in me and spread your love through me. Let me shine like gold, adorn me with the jewels of virtue that I may always be open to you. Fill me. Overflow me. Let me be like that most perfect vessel, the Singular Vessel of Devotion, She to whom I cry for protection against the Evil One. I ask this for your glory, for the vessel is nothing without the sustenance inside, the cup nothing unless it is filled. Oh Lord, purify me.

Give me a word, Abba

Saturday, July 3, 2010

A Three Day Weekend

I wonder what Jesus felt like on his three day weekend?

This weekend is about the longest break I've had from a schedule that makes me wake up, eat breakfast, work for 7 hours, come home, eat, go to rehearsal for three hours, come home, eat and go to bed. it's a busy life, but I am enjoying it. Jesus probably had it harder. After the Passion I bet it was a relief to go open the gates of Hell. After having to "suspend" his divine power for a while, he could show what he was REALLY made of.

On weekends like this, I like making things, creating things, writing, composing, drawing. If creativity is a participation in the work of God (opere dei), I too can show what I'm really made of.

I already fixed the lawn mower.

I may have to cut the lawn, but a weekend also gives me the opportunity to discover God in creativity. For that I am thankful.

Before Monday evening I have to a) record some music b) draft and abstract for a paper proposal and c) Design something. it's not quite Opening the Gates of Hell, but it's something.

Ta ta.