From Walk With Jesus
You once were condemned; you are still being condemned. You once carried your cross; you are still carrying your cross. You once died; you are dying still. You once rose from the dead; you are still rising from the dead.
I look at you, and you open my eyes to the ways in which your passion, death, and resurrection are happening among us every day. But within me there is a deep fear of looking at my own world. You say to me: “Do not be afraid to look, to touch, to heal, to comfort, and to console.” I listen to your voice, and, as I enter more deeply into the painful, but also hope-filled lives of my fellow human beings, I know that I enter more deeply into your heart.
My fears, dear Lord, of opening my eyes to my suffering world are deeply rooted in my own anxious heart. I am not sure that I, myself, am truly loved and safely held, and so I keep my distance from other people’s fear-filled lives. But again you say: “Do not be afraid to let me look at your wounded heart, to embrace you, to heal you, to comfort and console you. . . because I love you with a love that knows no bounds and poses no conditions.”
Thank you, Lord, for speaking to me. I do so desire to let you heal my wounded heart and, from there, to reach out to others close by and far away.
I know, Lord, that you are gentle and humble of heart and that you call out: “Come to me, you who labor and are overburdened, and I will give you rest.”
As your passion, death, and resurrection continue in history, give me the hope, the courage, and the confidence to let your heart unite my heart with the hearts of all your suffering people, and so become for us the divine source of new life.