Friday, October 25, 2013

He Will Give Me Shelter

Luke 12:54-59

"Jesus said to the crowds,“When you see a cloud rising in the west you say immediately that it is going to rain–and so it does...'" And I, for my part, seek shelter. I work to protect myself from the downpour and the wind. I actively seek protection from the storm. Jesus continues, "and when you notice that the wind is blowing from the south you say that it is going to be hot–and so it is." Here too I look for protection. I work hard to find shade, a fan, or air conditioning to keep myself from the damaging effects of the heat. I do not expose myself to the fierce rays of the sun or the burning heat of the wind but rather hide myself in the cool places. He continues: "You hypocrites! You know how to interpret the appearance of the earth and the sky; why do you not know how to interpret the present time?"

Why do I seek shelter from the rain but allow myself to be drenched by sin? How is it that I can protect myself from the downpour and the wind yet I do nothing to protect myself from the near occasions of sin? When I see temptation coming my way, like dark clouds on the horizon, why do I not actively seek protection from that storm? And why do I not seek the cool shade in the shadow of Our Lord's wings when the heat of this world's sinful pressures bear down upon me? How is it that I don't hide myself from the damaging temptations of this world in the cool quiet of Adoration and prayer?

Why is it? St. Paul has the answer in the first reading of today, "The willing is ready at hand, but doing the good is not. For I do not do the good I want, but I do the evil I do not want." I do want to do good. I do want to seek shelter, protection, and shade. Yet my sinful nature fights against me. My wounded intellect keeps me standing in the storms of sin close to drowning. My sinful flesh does not recoil from the searing heat present in my sinful desires.

What hope is there for me, Miserable one that I am! Who will deliver me from this mortal body? There is only one hope. There is only One who can shelter me, save me, rescue me, protect me, keep me cool, and guide me from the wretched weather of my soul and in Him I place all of my trust. With Paul I cry out from my heart, "Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord."

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