Let Love Flow

Many of us will feel we are doing alright when it comes to loving one another. We are in a close-knit circle of family and friends. Loving them is not a problem; in fact it comes very naturally. Until a conflict occurs and we find ourselves in different circles. Today’s message pushes the boundary of our circles because in true love all humanity belong to the one same perfect circle.

“Love one another; just as I have loved you, you must also love one another” (Today’s Gospel)

So what is this true love? St Thomas Aquinas defined love as “willing the good of the other”. It means that confronted with a choice we must consistently choose what will be better for the other, sometimes at the expense of our own self. John Lennon invited us to imagine a brotherhood of humanity where all the people shared all the world and dream of everyone joining in this perfect circle so that the world will live as one. It will only happen if this begins with ‘me’.

“Just as I have loved you”. God is the source of unceasing and unconditional love. For some of us our relationship with God is in a conflict simply because God does not make the world the way ‘I’ want it to be. And ‘I’ want it instantaneously too. No matter how much we reject and blame him, God remains faithful to us. How did we end up in conflict with God who unceasingly will what is good for us?

In our human, self-defense mechanism we tend to blame the other. Sometimes we blame God. Many daily conflicts arise in our family and jobs because of choices we made. They become more complex and long-drawn over time because we keep rejecting love; this willing of the good for the other. When we do not want to live in the same circle as the other, there is a cause and effect of our choices. It is not God’s fault. This was never his way when he said, “Follow me”.

‘I’ am a blameless victim in a conflict. This ‘blameless victim’ does not exist. As long as we do not love one another, we tumble into the vicious cycle of causes and effects. These can only stop when we take it upon ourselves to love the other. The unconditional love God for us must flow through the life we live into the life of the other. To be able to truly love, we must assume our part in any conflict and in any breakdown in relationships.

‘I’ must first confess humility and trust in the love of God; to admit yes, reluctantly maybe and feel embarrassed or ashamed. ‘I’ must concede my prideful opinions and not pass the blame. ‘I’ must search the broken relationship and surely I will find moments to be grateful for. Use gratitude to power up love. ‘I’ must completely surrender as judgement is not for me, only willing good for the other. In ‘my’ lowliness I respect and obey the authority over me and trust in the consoling love of my ever faithful God. Taking is easy and giving is tough but when both hands clap, we come back to live in the same perfect circle.

Every week in Easter we get the same message, “Follow me”, follow my way. At our next point of conflict let us all do just this. Follow this Love and let it flow.

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Let Love Flow: unceasingly, unconditionally.

5th Sunday of Easter

Listen to that voice

I had it all then, a happy family and a good job. Nothing at all excessively as I am just an average man living an ordinary life. Which was why I was surprised by an emptiness that plagued me then. I could not understand it then but something inside me was bugging me, almost begging, questioning me about the meaning of my life. I searched everywhere, venturing into new experiences only to slip into a mild depression as I failed to fill that emotional void.

I stood at the back of the church like I have always been doing for the last 15 years appearing only to fulfil my obligation. I wasn’t interested to volunteer my time to the church. I had moved on from being a deeply religious person as I found my feet in the corporate world. It never even occurred to me to search the church to fill my emptiness.
Then a call to serve in a particular ministry began to echo like a little voice in that emptiness. Over the weeks it recurred more frequently, growing louder each time, same time exerting a pull over me. Unexplainably I went on to answer that call.

Now it is 20 years since. My life has completely transformed. I have found the meaning and purpose of my life in that answer. I did not know it then but now looking back on these last 20 years I know that it was the voice of my shepherd calling out to me. I acknowledge now that I was a lost sheep then. I didn’t even know and it was perhaps the grace of my spiritual instinct that made me follow that voice.

“Jesus said, ‘The sheep that belong to me listen to my voice; I know them and they follow me’” (Today’s Gospel)

Today is Good Shepherd Sunday. It is also Vocation Sunday. Today is a call to each of us to ministry and Christian service. It is a day to search through the din of our life and listen to that inner voice. It might just change your life as it did mine. Because following this voice will lead us to the meaning and purpose of our life.

Our lives are interlinked. We are of the one same flock. We cannot escape the consequences of each other actions or inaction. When we act only for our own self the other will inevitably get hurt. When others do only for themselves we get hurt. The Good Shepherd knows the path out of these complexities of our human life. He tells all sheep the code to stay on this path, “Love one another”. Just imagine. If we listen and fulfil that voice would not our lives be filled with lasting happiness and joy?

The Good Shepherd knows the rich pasture. Grazing in it feed us with meaning in life. He calls us into a vocation; the purpose of life is to pass on the unconditional love he has for us to each other. When we do good to someone do we not feel an inner glow of fulfilment? That is being human too. This fulfilment is where our human and spiritual lives are in union, where the stray sheep meets the good shepherd.

Listen to that voice. It is not about Himself. He cares unconditionally for each of us. He will lead us out of our emptiness to find meaning and fulfilment in our life. “Follow me”.

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Flocking into the Church of the Good Shepherd in Jericho. Listen to that voice will transform our life.

4th Sunday in Easter: Good Shepherd or Vocation Sunday

Restored and Empowered

In recent weeks we stood helpless and sad. There was the fire in Notre Dame and then those terror attacks in Sri Lanka. If we knew no one personally, then we were at an emotional distance. We wondered, “Why God?” After all this was his own church, his own people. But we, those from the distance, did not get angry or blame God. It was a “stray flame” and “an act of terror”. We accept that these events were consequences of some people’s actions. We sought God in the aftermath.

However when events become personal our human self cannot stay at that emotional distance. Many things do happen to us as a consequence of both other people’s actions and our own. When there is a storm in my life I have a tendency to blame God, “If you are God why do you allow this to happen (to me)?” Maybe I am not fully aware that I feel a self-entitlement in life. In my desperation I cry out, “Where are you God?”

Storms do pass. When they do they leave us tired, hollow and empty. Our sky is clearing up after a heavy storm but it is still dark. But we live. Inside us we tell ourselves it is going to be a new day. Hope fills up part of that nothingness. Hope is like a light in the darkness. At the dawn of a new day, it is like a charcoal fire in the distant on the beach.

“Jesus called out, ‘Have you caught anything, friends?’ And when they answered, ‘No’, he said, ‘Throw the net out to starboard and you’ll find something.’ So they dropped the net, and there were so many fish that they could not haul it in. As soon as they came ashore they saw that there was some bread there, and a charcoal fire with fish cooking on it.”

We will see God in the aftermath of a storm. We find him in the consolation after the disaster, we feel him in the unity of the people coming together. When storms become personal we must sought for him in the people around us. God act and answer us through the people he has placed in our life. It is in each other that the fire of hope glows. We are inter-linked by the consequences of our action, good or bad. But our God is a God to everyone and for everyone. In a way only He knows, He will always restore each of us individually.

In Him there is always forgiveness for our actions that led to bad consequences. There is no judgement, only unconditional love. He gave everyone a freedom to choose our ways, and that freedom includes believing in Him. God will always be there to pick up the pieces and restore them. On that beach he picked up the three denials of Peter to not only restore but empower each of those, “Feed my lamb, look after my sheep, feed my sheep”.

God shows us the way to live, the way to true freedom. It is not a transaction of good behavior and reward. His unconditional love is offered to restore every person. His way is the only safe passage through our storms in life. With that safe passage comes the reward of true joy, fulfilment and peace which we so desperately seek for in life. His way is open to everyone regardless of the times we choose to deny him. We only have to “Follow me”.


At the site of the Primacy of St Peter where today’s gospel occurred. “Feed my lambs, look after my sheep, feed my sheep” goes beyond restoration. It empowers us to go on a journey to true joy.

3rd Sunday of Easter

Of things unseen

I am learning Thai. It is a tonal language. Some of its sounds are very unfamiliar, unnatural for me. Some I never knew I was capable of making. But I realize the ability is there in me, and in anyone of us. It does require focus, training and nurturing to bring out our raw abilities and put them together into a useful language. It is just not about a language, but all of us are capable of a lot more in life when we explore deep into ourselves for things unseen.

We are into the Easter season. It gives life, and help us to live life. The Easter message is that the Risen Christ walks with us on our earthly journey. This is a peaceful reassurance, a consolation available to draw from when our journey go into stormy times. He is unseen but he is there, for everyone even if we “refuse to believe”. But how can we see the unseen Risen Christ?

Where do we look? We must explore deep into ourselves for things unseen. Often divine guidance and protection are in the things that never happened to us. When we embrace this, we inspire our disposition of gratitude that is already present in us to surface as a refreshing attitude to life. With gratitude follows humility. We cannot be grateful for our life if there is no higher Being for us to acknowledge. Humility reduces self-importance to concede that the Divine is in control.

It is in ordinary, day-to-day life where the Risen Christ is seen. We say that God is in the details. The little innocent things that happened for us, the major events that crossed our path, the trials and tribulations and the happy fruits of our life, all are both dots and milestones that make our journey in life thus far. They all join to make a picture of a blessed life, our personal salvation history. It is in these chapters of our life story where we find the hidden, unseen Risen Christ.

The events or things that have happened in our life are all very personal. No one shares the same life path. We are all unique in this sense. The Risen Christ uses things that have happened, or are happening, to us to dialogue with us. It becomes a spiritual language, its tone varying in the love, consolation, reassurance and peace that we need to move on day to day in life.

In recent weeks we witnessed the events at Notre Dame and in Sri Lanka. Both events a consequence of human actions. One may be the result of a careless stray flame while the other was from the choice to hate. God allows us to choose but he is there and seen in the aftermath. We can see him in the love among the people, in the consolation to the victims, in the courage and determination to rebuild and in the unity where the world stood together. We shall not be moved. The unseen is seen.

And so it is in our personal life. We must first know where to find him. Then we focus, train and nurture until the unseen is seen. Storms will come for us in life. Look in its aftermath, in the healing. When we find the Risen Christ in the personal details of our life, we establish a personal relationship with him speaking a spiritual language. “Peace be with you”.

“Doubt no longer but believe.”


2nd Sunday of Easter


“He saw and he believed”. John saw an empty tomb. It was in nothingness that he saw something. We too will do well to search in the emptiness of our life, in our losses and our brokenness. In these nothingness he is present. This has been the experience of our faith. “Why look among the dead for someone who is alive?” Why do we continue to look for him in “the things that are on earth”? We have been told countless times that He is not there.

The Easter liturgy is very rich. And there are many readings to ponder that can map the journey ahead for us. New life, new life. It remains only a promise until we embrace it by getting rid “of all the old yeast” and make ourselves “into a completely new batch of bread”.

We are also called to have yeast-like effects on the people we meet on our path in life. A common thread runs through the many readings. There is excitement causing the people to run and share what they have witnessed. Searching deep into ourselves we too will find many accounts of our encounters when “our hearts burn within us”. We are “all the prophets to bear this witness”. It is my privilege today to be vulnerable and humble to share an account from a personal chapter in my life about the woman who handed me my faith and taught me how to love.

It took her 5 days to journey through the passage of death to get on to the other side of life. She had suffered 25 years of crippling pain from rheumatoid arthritis, each new day decreasing her mobility and increasing her pain. She sits still unable even to scratch an itch away, patient with time as her only help to take it away. Yet she wore a brave smile, never once complaining, “Everything is in God’s hands”. She was my model of faith, my own ‘Mary’, her life a living lesson of “Christ must increase, I must decrease”.

It was on the fourth day that she said to me that it was difficult to die. Around her was her family grieving not ready to let her go. I asked if she wanted each to say a personal goodbye but she said not. She wanted the family to gather around to pray with her. At the end of the prayers she raised her crippled hand and waved. She only said two words, “Alleluia, Alleluia”. Not good bye, not thank you.

You see she had never uttered these words before. She never went to school, cannot write and was never conversant in Western languages. We wanted to be by her side, to pray more but she waved us away. She entered a physical state, groaning unintelligible sounds. She fell asleep and when we woke up at dawn she was gone. One of our wristwatches had unexplainably stopped while we slept. Did she leave us the time of her departure?

It took me awhile to comprehend, to see the something in the nothingness. At that final prayer she came face to face with her Creator which was when she proclaimed, “Alleluia! Alleluia!” following then no prayer was needed anymore. That moment her soul reached the afterlife of eternal life, leaving her physical body to pass away according to its earthly time-table. That day I experienced the truth of faith; the resurrection became convincingly real for me. I saw and I believed.

Happy Easter! May each of us experience the Risen Christ on the paths we travel in life. May our eyes be opened to recognize Him!

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Our journey to Emmaus. May each of us experience the Risen Christ on the paths we travel in life. May our eyes be opened to recognize Him! 

Easter Sunday

Examining a journey; the cock is crowing

Palms 2Today is Palm Sunday, the start of Holy Week. We display palms not as charms to ward off evil spirits. Waving a palm simply symbolize that we welcome Christ into our life. Life is a long journey. Along the way we constantly battle our conscience; Good versus evil. Evil always seem to intrude on us while good needs constant working on. In today’s world the voice of conscience is gradually being drowned out. The cock is crowing but we can’t seem to hear it anymore.

This week is a good time to quieten down and listen to the cock crowing in our life. Who have we become? The Passion of Christ is a journey made once for all of us. It is the triumph of good over evil. In the journey to Calvary, good is hidden in the shadow of evil. All along the way till the very end, evil forces itself upon good. Such is also true for our own journey in life. We must wave our palms to welcome Christ on our own journey.

Evil penetrates all aspects of our daily life. Many things create for us a distracting din. Progress and material comfort are obviously good but evil use them to raise the level of cockiness in us, increase our self-importance and reduce our need for Christ. It uses our power to reason and even our fellowship with one another to effect itself. It attacks our pride to take away our humility, our humble need for Christ.

We can identify with the many characters along the route to Calvary. A collective voice is a very powerful tool of influence. We too have been in a baying crowd. We too have gotten together, formed opinions of others to crucify their reputation. Like the crowd it was easier for us not to believe. We take lustful pleasure in soaking in our own opinions. It happens to every one of us. The collective voice is many times greater than the sum of individual voices. “Crucify him, crucify him!” The cock crows.

Sometimes we can heckle like Herod. Perhaps we have become too powerful in status, or become too learned, too cocksure of everything. We delight to debate to display our power to reason. But our pride takes over to mock and belittle. We treat others with a lower capacity than us with contempt and make fun of them. We unite with others with similar behavior and become an even greater destructive force. The cock crows.

Our lone voice placed in a group is a fearful voice especially if it is isolated. Pilate was this lone voice. His conscience found no guilt in Jesus but preferring self-preservation he gave in; the voice of the howling crowd drowned the voice of conscience. How often have we placed ourselves in this position in our daily life? The cock crows.

Along comes Simon from Cyrene. We can identify with him. He helps to carry the cross but for a short distance. In that short distance Christ unites himself with all our challenges in life. He is saying to us he will carry our cross all the way. He is the hidden good, and many times he is present in the worse things that did not happen to us.

Let us enter Holy Week with a disposition of humility. Let us quieten ourselves to listen to the cock crowing in us. Maybe it will become too loud a jarring intolerable noise. Then let us raise our palms and wave.

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Let us listen to the cock crowing in our life.

Palm Sunday (Passion Sunday)

Always perfecting

I grew up living the mantra “nobody is perfect”. I was schooled to work hard and try harder. Perfection is impossible to attain, but strive towards it. Nadia Comaneci came along and I was entranced by gymnastics. When in the 1976 Olympics she scored the first perfect 10, the whole world was mesmerized. But still perfection belonged only to sports until Bo Derek came along in 10 a few years later. Perfect 10 began playing in our minds in all aspects of life.

I grew up also believing in life after death. I believe in the resurrection. Only through the passage of death will I find perfection. Many argue this belief, but for me it has given me a strong handle to deal with the challenges of my earthly life. It gives me time to rebound from my wrong doings and learn from my mistakes. Ahead of me is the prize of perfection: eternal life of everlasting happiness and joy. There is no judgement until we reach the finish line and we are allowed to fail as many times as we fail.

Today’s second reading is perfect for this reflection. “I am no longer trying for perfection by my own efforts, but I want only the perfection that comes through faith in Christ. All I want is to know Christ and the power of his resurrection. Not that I have become perfect yet: I have not yet won, but I am still running, trying to capture the prize for which Christ Jesus captured me. I am far from thinking that I have already won. All I can say is that I forget the past and I strain ahead for what is still to come; I am racing for the finish, for the prize to which God calls us upwards to receive in Christ Jesus.”

The elder son from last week’s parable continue to cast his shadow of our reflections. Like him we too have our image of the perfect 10, a line of what is acceptable and what is not. Cross our line and we uncontrollably judge. We condemn, stigmatize and throw stones. Our lifetime is the duration of this race and no prizes are given mid-race. There is time yet to stumble but as a friend wisely wrote, “But many times through these stumbles we reconnect with God”.

In today’s Gospel, Christ knows we will stumble. He bents down to the ground and provide us with grace to race on in life. This is the love of God in action. Each mistake or wrong doing is polished with forgiveness and given time for restoration. Life is this run towards the perfection of eternal life. Along the way, especially through our stumbles, we are being perfected take our place in it.

Lent is a time of returning and perfecting. Lent is a time of prayer to get into that deeper reflection. We are not only in the woman on the ground but often too in the baying crowd, quick to condemn and refusing others a chance of restoration (Today’s Gospel). In this we hear that we are never condemned whoever we are even if I am a disbeliever. God will continue to perfect us. We are not left to our own efforts. The more we strain ahead the more we find God’s graces perfecting us.

God perfects us in the things that happened to us in life. We can look back at our past and find many events to be grateful for (first reading). Today we acknowledge we are not perfect but that He is always perfecting us. With this we can continue to run towards 10, with grace and gratitude.



5th Sunday in Lent

The Returning Catholic

The spendthrift, wasteful son appeared as a speck on the horizon. The ever-waiting, faithful father immediately spots him and begin running across the divide towards his returning son. The elder son scoffs at the lavish bother accorded to his brother. The journey of a returning Catholic today is an inspiring modern day parable of the prodigal son.

People leave the Church when God is no longer an attractive option. People only return to Church when God becomes the only option.

Typically, a returning Catholic hears God’s call when wounded by some event in life, and everything else fails them. When they turn to look for God, they are unable to recognise his face. They are wearied, apprehensive and unsure. Some feel unworthy, others weighed down by guilt. They are confused and lost.

Secularism and a material lifestyle has caused many of us to drift away. If money is the hard currency used to purchase worldly happiness then faith is the soft currency exchanged. Once rich in faith, we are prodigal in our spending only to meet an emptiness in life. With a tank empty, we are too weak to come home on our own.

The father in the parable is God the Father and the Church. The Church must not stand behind its gate to wait for them. We are the legs that must run for the Church. We must constantly scan the horizon and be ever ready to run the moment the speck appears, to go meet them where they are emotionally and spiritually and bring them home. We provide “the best robe, put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet” to restore him back into his proper place: he who is still a child of God.

There is a stigma to being a returning Catholic. Did God or the Church marked them with this stigma? We stand erect and proudly declare that we have never left the Church ever, and deafly turn away invitations to be the ambassador to reach out to returning Catholics. Be careful the elder son in us who think ourselves all deserving of God’s blessings and judge the returning Catholic because by feeling so we are the ones who put a stigma on them.

Returning to Church is reconciling with God. And it is God who initiates this reconciliation when he faithfully remain the only option despite the fact that we deserted him. God is faithful. He waits. He forgives. He restores. He welcomes. He rejoices.

“It is all God’s work. It was God who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the work of handing on this reconciliation. In other words, God in Christ was reconciling the world to himself, not holding men’s faults against them, and he has entrusted to us the news that they are reconciled. So we are ambassadors for Christ; it is as though God were appealing through us, and the appeal that we make in Christ’s name is: be reconciled to God.” (Second reading)

The greatest message a returning Catholic receives is, “I may have left God, but God never left me”. As a Church we rejoice in this unconditional love. The father continues to run after us. It is he who is prodigal.

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The spendthrift, wasteful son appeared as a speck on the horizon.


4th Sunday of Lent

A tree in us


“In each of us there is a tiny seed that can grow into a large tree giving shelter to everyone on our path.

There is a persistent call in all of us to make better the lives of every person we meet along the path of our own life. This is the only path towards a life of meaning and fulfilment. We should live a life that has a transforming impact of the life of others around us. We are perhaps not called like Moses to lead a nation out of slavery but we can when we accept this call to lead those whom God has placed in our life into the freedom of his transforming presence.

The inability to see and feel the Divine in everyday life is a form of modern time slavery. The pursuit of worldly happiness is the unquenchable thirst of the secular desert. The promises that material comfort will fulfil are mirages that confuse our spiritual eyes. We are left in the sweltering heat when we cannot find inner peace amidst external turmoil. This is the slavery that we are called to lead one another out of; this call a “burning bush” that is found everywhere dotting our spiritual path.

Typically this call comes from deep within us. It is always affirming and empowering, reassuring that we can do this. Typically we meet this call stammering and stuttering, suppressing a “yes” because we do not feel qualified to lead anyone out of slavery, whichever its form. Typically we ignore the reassurance, finding it difficult to get out of our comfort zone to do what we are not used to doing, away from our set routine methods of living. We are unable to comprehend who God want us to become.

Yet the bush will remain burning in front of us until we become spiritually tuned into it. They are first, markers on a path, if followed, gradually becoming milestones on a grand spiritual journey. We must take the first step away from secular distractions to put ourselves into a more spiritual environment where it is easier to hear this call. Today’s second reading speak of an unfulfilled life if we constantly do things ignoring the presence of Christ.

In each of us there is a tiny seed that can grow into a large tree giving shelter to everyone on our path. Yes, we can grow that big. This is a call to make that difference simply through actions of love and faith by doing things in Christ-like ways. But it can all only begin with a small, simple “yes” to accept God’s calling to use us as his instruments, first by trusting his reassurance and accepting his affirmation and empowerment. He can only qualify us when we mutter our little “yes”.

Our burning bush is seen in our daily life, nothing too dramatic at all. Very often it appears in a simple form, a call to love, to get more involved in works of mercy or in parish ministries. But these can already be quite challenging for those whose life is not in a spiritual environment. Yet it represents a first step to take that can lead us out of our spiritual desert. And it has the potential to grow us into a large tree giving shade and comfort to all those around us, sharing our path in life.

Christ waits patiently to fulfil each of us. He waits for each of our little “yes”, year after year. “Sir,” the man replied “leave it one more year and give me time to dig round it and manure it: it may bear fruit next year; if not, then you can cut it down.”’ (Today’s Gospel). Lent is a good time to acknowledge, that yes, we can impact the lives of others. Our little “yes” is the manure Christ the gardener need to grow us into trees.

3rd Sunday of Lent

When we run out of fuel

The world has never been at a better place. In terms of material comforts, and through technological innovations, tomorrow will get even better. In this aspect the world can never go backwards. We acknowledge and pray for the many peoples and parts of this world that have yet to experience this. Within ourselves we can question a parallel disparity; have our emotional and spiritual-self kept up?

Material comforts and technological innovations cannot progress us in our emotional and spiritual needs. The needs as a human person is a reality unchanged by external factors. It does not prevent us from being hurt by others. It does not stop relationships from breaking up. It has no medicine against illness, not an elixir against death. It definitely cannot be a substitute for the balm of love which every human person thrive on.

“There are many who are behaving as the enemies of the cross of Christ. They are destined to be lost. They make foods into their god and they are proudest of something they ought to think shameful; the things they think important are earthly things.” (Today’s second reading)

As our earthly world progress each day, faith and religion, any for that matter, seem to have been left behind. There is an ever-widening chasm between the secular world and our faith life. The “importance of earthly things” breeds a disbelief in God. God will be kept at a distance, even ridiculed, as long as our earth remains merry and comfortable. In this chasm, we “are destined to be lost”.

We will not realize that we are lost until a crisis comes along. It is no mystery in life that many things and many people can, and will, let us down. It can simply come about from a serious health issue when suddenly life falls into perspective and the value of earthly things quickly diminishes. It can come from relationship issues generating hurt and anguish which no amount of earthly things can soothe. It will feel like we are running on empty, unable to carry on. Without a belief in God, we are lost.

The love of God is the only constant in an ever changing world. This unconditional love mean that God will never abandon us, even if we choose to abandon him. For many of us who have left the Church but have somehow found a way back, this has been the greatest revelation.

Our God is a faithful God. When our fuel tank is completely empty and we cannot journey on anymore, we are forced to a stop. We will then realize that He has been there all along, faithfully waiting with mercy and compassion. Down and out we search no longer for earthly things but for this balm of love. Without belief to see Him, He first appear for us in the form of hope. Like a rope we cling to hope allowing it to pull us out of this chasm.

Through the clouds of doubt, we hear a voice saying, “This is my Son, the Chosen One. Listen to him”. (Today’s Gospel). Who will we listen to if we stop believing in God?

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“It will feel like we are running on empty, unable to journey on”.


Second Sunday of Lent