If I were to ask you, “How much faith do you have?” What would you say? I think most of us would say, “It depends on the day, or even what time of day, for anyone who’s not really a morning person, before that first cup or two of coffee—believe me I understand!
Human life, in many cases, seems to be an undulating movement, a falling apart, a pulling together, a gloomy night, and then a sunny day. And in our own lives, going away from God and coming back to God.
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“Lord, please help me to see” (Luke 18:41). Those words spoken by the blind man to Jesus are a prayer, an attitude, and a recognition that we need Jesus, particularly when we’re discouraged, lost, or confused. Jesus responds to this man, saying, “Have sight; your faith has saved you” (Luke 18:42). In those seven words, Jesus concisely teaches us about the need for faith (in God) and its role in our ability to see what we need to do and where we’re going so that we make it to heaven.
As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be in the days of the Son of Man. What happened in the days of Noah? We heard Jesus describe several destructive occurrences in the Old Testament that led to devastating and unanticipated death. But similar happenings also occurred in the time of the Son of Man.
As the clock struck a new hour I could hear my great-grandmother’s voice whispering, “Remember to say, ‘I love you sweet Jesus,’ every time you hear chimes welcome another hour of the day.” It was little practices like these that taught me as a young child how subtle prayer can grow into something powerful.
Last week, Father Fred spoke of the benefits of the first disciples going out two by two. Today’s gospel brought me back to that message as it connects to our salvation. Back in 2010, I went to Rome for meetings about Father Peyton’s Cause for Sainthood. I arrived one day before Father Jim Phalan, so, unlike the disciples, I was traveling alone. Everything went fine during the day, even the evening, until about 10:30 or 11 pm when I returned to the monastery where I was staying.