friday,october 1, 2010

Feast of St. Therese of Lisieux.

from today's readings and Psalm 139:

LORD, you have probed me and you know me;
you know when I sit and when I stand;
you understand my thoughts from afar.
My journeys and my rest you scrutinize,
with all my ways you are familiar.
R. Guide me, Lord, along the everlasting way.
Where can I go from your spirit?
From your presence where can I flee?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I sink to the nether world, you are present there.
R. Guide me, Lord, along the everlasting way.
If I take the wings of the dawn,
if I settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
Even there your hand shall guide me,
and your right hand hold me fast.
R. Guide me, Lord, along the everlasting way.
Truly you have formed my inmost being;
you knit me in my mother’s womb.
I give you thanks that I am fearfully, wonderfully made;
wonderful are your works.

I can't help but sing when I read this psalm... because we sing a song with these words at church. I remember when I first heard those words "knit me in my mother's womb"... wow! i just didn't happen. I was KNIT. Everything about this psalm speaks of the closest friendship with the Creator. We are no accident. We are the precious sons and daughters of the Mother and Father of the Deep and the High and of Infinity (as the boys used to conceptualize). I'm gonna sit with this notion of the bombshell that is our creation... as I did when each of our boys were fashioned and born. Someone had each of us in mind, and that Someone longs to know us and to be known.