“They Love Me… They Love Me Not…”
Monday of the
Sixteenth Week in Ordinary Time
Matthew 12:38-42
Some of the scribes
and Pharisees said to Jesus, "Teacher, we wish to see a sign from
you." He said to them in reply, "An evil and unfaithful generation
seeks a sign, but no sign will be given it except the sign of Jonah the
prophet. Just as Jonah was in the belly of the whale three days and three nights,
so will the Son of Man be in the heart of the earth three days and three
nights. At the judgment, the men of Nineveh will arise with this generation and
condemn it, because they repented at the preaching of Jonah; and there is
something greater than Jonah here. At the judgment the queen of the south will
arise with this generation and condemn it, because she came from the ends of
the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon; and there is something greater than
Solomon here."
Introductory Prayer: Lord, my prayer will “work” only if I have humility in Your
presence. So I am approaching You with meekness and humility of heart. I have
an infinite need for You and Your grace. Thinking about this helps me grow in
humility. I trust in You and Your grace. Thank You for the unfathomable gift of Your love.
Petition: Lord, let me love the way you love – with
self-giving generosity.
1. The Hurdle of
Pride: “Teacher, we wish to
see a sign from you.” The relationship of the scribes and Pharisees with Jesus
is uni-directional. They demand that he perform a sign if he wishes to be found
worthy of their esteem, but they have closed their hearts to any possible
openness toward him in advance. Pride makes impossible demands on others and
will not be satisfied until these impossible demands are met! Thus pride is
never satisfied. It is the cause of division, resentment and bitterness in
relationships. Rather than make demands on Christ, we need to make demands on
ourselves. We need to make demands that we grow in humility, selflessness and authentic
love in imitation of the Lord.
2. To Love or Not to Love: Pope Benedict XVI teaches us about self-giving love in his encyclical letter, Deus Caritas Est. Commenting on the Song of Songs, he writes: “The poems contained in this book were originally love-songs, perhaps intended for a Jewish wedding feast and meant to exalt conjugal love. In this context it is highly instructive to note that in the course of the book two different Hebrew words are used to indicate ‘love.’ First there is the word dodim, a plural form suggesting a love that is still insecure, indeterminate and searching. This comes to be replaced by the word ahabà. By contrast with an indeterminate, ‘searching’ love, this word expresses the experience of a love which involves a real discovery of the other, moving beyond the selfish character that prevailed earlier. Love now becomes concern and care for the other. No longer is it self-seeking, a sinking in the intoxication of happiness; instead it seeks the good of the beloved, it becomes renunciation and it is ready, and even willing, for sacrifice” (no. 6).
2. To Love or Not to Love: Pope Benedict XVI teaches us about self-giving love in his encyclical letter, Deus Caritas Est. Commenting on the Song of Songs, he writes: “The poems contained in this book were originally love-songs, perhaps intended for a Jewish wedding feast and meant to exalt conjugal love. In this context it is highly instructive to note that in the course of the book two different Hebrew words are used to indicate ‘love.’ First there is the word dodim, a plural form suggesting a love that is still insecure, indeterminate and searching. This comes to be replaced by the word ahabà. By contrast with an indeterminate, ‘searching’ love, this word expresses the experience of a love which involves a real discovery of the other, moving beyond the selfish character that prevailed earlier. Love now becomes concern and care for the other. No longer is it self-seeking, a sinking in the intoxication of happiness; instead it seeks the good of the beloved, it becomes renunciation and it is ready, and even willing, for sacrifice” (no. 6).
3. Nineveh and Love: Jesus tells us that at the Judgment, the men
of Nineveh will arise with the generation of people surrounding him and condemn
it. The reason is that the contemporaries of Jonah repented at his preaching.
True self-giving love begins with repentance. When I repent I acknowledge the
person of God who is worthy of all my love. I feel remorse for having loved him
so little or for having offended him who is all love. Love-filled remorse
implies a bending of my will affectionately toward the other. This is a form a
self-giving love that we can all achieve at any moment of our lives.
Conversation with
Christ: Lord, I love You. I
want to strengthen the habit of self-giving love within me. Presently my love
is weak and short-lived. I can always practice loving sorrow for having
offended You. Lord, grant me the grace of practicing contrition of heart
throughout the day.
Resolution: Today I will practice contrition in order to
grow in effective love.
Excerpts from the DIARY of
Saint Faustina Kowalska
303 Great love can change small things into great ones,
and it is only love which lends value to our actions. And the purer our love
becomes, the less there will be within us for the flames of suffering to feed
upon, and the suffering will cease to be a suffering for us; it will become a
delight! By the grace of God, I have received such a disposition of heart that
I am never so happy as when I suffer for Jesus, whom I love with every beat of
my heart.
Once when I was suffering greatly, I left my work and escaped to Jesus and asked Him to give me His strength. After a very short prayer I returned to my work filled with enthusiasm and joy. Then, one of the sisters [probably Sister Justine] said to me, "You must have many consolations today, Sister; you look so radiant. Surely, God is giving you no suffering, but only consolations." "You are greatly mistaken, Sister," I answered, "for it is precisely when I suffer much that my joy is greater; and when I suffer less, my joy also is less." However, that soul was letting me recognize that she does not understand what I was saying. I tried to explain to her that when we suffer much we have a great chance to show God that we love Him; but when we suffer little we have less occasion to show God our love; and when we do not suffer at all, our love is then neither great nor pure. By the grace of God, we can attain a point where suffering will become a delight to us, for love can work such things in pure souls.
Once when I was suffering greatly, I left my work and escaped to Jesus and asked Him to give me His strength. After a very short prayer I returned to my work filled with enthusiasm and joy. Then, one of the sisters [probably Sister Justine] said to me, "You must have many consolations today, Sister; you look so radiant. Surely, God is giving you no suffering, but only consolations." "You are greatly mistaken, Sister," I answered, "for it is precisely when I suffer much that my joy is greater; and when I suffer less, my joy also is less." However, that soul was letting me recognize that she does not understand what I was saying. I tried to explain to her that when we suffer much we have a great chance to show God that we love Him; but when we suffer little we have less occasion to show God our love; and when we do not suffer at all, our love is then neither great nor pure. By the grace of God, we can attain a point where suffering will become a delight to us, for love can work such things in pure souls.
324 The next day, I felt very weak, but experienced no
further suffering. After Holy Communion, I saw the Lord Jesus just as I had
seen Him during one adoration. The Lord's gaze pierced my soul through and
through, and not even the least speck of dust escaped His notice. And I said to
Jesus, "Jesus, I thought You were going to take me. "And Jesus
answered, My will has not yet been fully accomplished in you; you will still
remain on earth, but not for long. I am well pleased with your trust, but your
love should be more ardent. Pure love gives the soul strength at the very
moment of dying. When I was dying on the cross, I was not thinking about
Myself, but about poor sinners, and I prayed for them to My Father. I want your
last moments to be completely similar to Mine on the cross. There is but one
price at which souls are bought, and that is suffering united to My suffering
on the cross. Pure love understands these words; carnal love will never
understand them.
328 O purest Love, rule in all Your plenitude in my heart
and help me to do Your holy will most faithfully!
343 True love is measured by the thermometer of
suffering. Jesus, I thank You for the little daily crosses, for opposition to
my endeavors, for the hardships of communal life, for the misinterpretation of
my intentions, for humiliations at the hands of others, for the harsh way in
which we are treated, for false suspicions, for poor health and loss of
strength, for self-denial, for dying to myself, for lack of recognition in
everything, for the upsetting of all my plans.
Thank You, Jesus, for interior sufferings, for dryness of spirit, for terrors, fears and incertitudes, for the darkness and the deep interior night, for temptations and various ordeals, for torments too difficult to describe, especially for those which no one will understand, for the hour of death with its fierce struggle and all its bitterness.
I thank You, Jesus, You who first drank the cup of bitterness before You gave it to me, in a much milder form. I put my lips to this cup of Your holy will. Let all be done according to Your good pleasure; let that which Your wisdom ordained before the ages be done to me. I want to drink the cup to its last drop, and not seek to know the reason why. In bitterness is my joy, in hopelessness is my trust. In You, O Lord, all is good, all is a gift of Your paternal Heart. I do not prefer consolations over bitterness or bitterness over consolations, but thank You, O Jesus, for everything! It is my delight to fix my gaze upon You, O incomprehensible God! My spirit abides in these mysterious dwelling places, and there I am at home. I know very well the dwelling place of my Spouse. I feel there is not a single drop of blood in me that does not burn with love for You.
O Uncreated Beauty, whoever comes to know You once cannot love anything else. I can feel the bottomless abyss of my soul, and nothing will fill it but God himself. I feel that I am drowned in Him like a single grain of sand in a bottomless ocean.
Thank You, Jesus, for interior sufferings, for dryness of spirit, for terrors, fears and incertitudes, for the darkness and the deep interior night, for temptations and various ordeals, for torments too difficult to describe, especially for those which no one will understand, for the hour of death with its fierce struggle and all its bitterness.
I thank You, Jesus, You who first drank the cup of bitterness before You gave it to me, in a much milder form. I put my lips to this cup of Your holy will. Let all be done according to Your good pleasure; let that which Your wisdom ordained before the ages be done to me. I want to drink the cup to its last drop, and not seek to know the reason why. In bitterness is my joy, in hopelessness is my trust. In You, O Lord, all is good, all is a gift of Your paternal Heart. I do not prefer consolations over bitterness or bitterness over consolations, but thank You, O Jesus, for everything! It is my delight to fix my gaze upon You, O incomprehensible God! My spirit abides in these mysterious dwelling places, and there I am at home. I know very well the dwelling place of my Spouse. I feel there is not a single drop of blood in me that does not burn with love for You.
O Uncreated Beauty, whoever comes to know You once cannot love anything else. I can feel the bottomless abyss of my soul, and nothing will fill it but God himself. I feel that I am drowned in Him like a single grain of sand in a bottomless ocean.
371 Jesus, King of Mercy, again the time has come when I
am alone with You. Therefore I beg You, by all the love with which Your Heart
burns, to destroy completely within me my self-love and, on the other hand, to
enkindle in my heart the fire of Your purest love.
389 Love must be reciprocal. If Jesus tasted the fullness
of bitterness for me, then I, His bride, will accept all bitterness as proof of
my love for Him.
502 Only love
has meaning; it raises up our smallest actions into infinity.
513 Love is flooding my soul; I am plunged into an ocean
of love. I feel that I am swooning and becoming completely lost in Him.
589 Love casts out fear. Since I came to love God with my
whole being and with all the strength of my heart, fear has left me. Even if I
were to hear the most terrifying things about God's justice, I would not fear
Him at all, because I have come to know Him well. God is love, and His Spirit
is peace. I see now that my deeds which have flowed from love are more perfect
than those which I have done out of fear. I have placed my trust in God and
fear nothing. I have given myself over to His holy will; let Him do with me as
He wishes, and I will still love Him.
890 Love is a mystery that transforms everything it
touches into things beautiful and pleasing to God. The love of God makes a soul
free. She is like a queen; she knows no slavish compulsion; she sets about
everything with great freedom of soul, because the love which dwells in her
incites her to action. Everything that surrounds her makes her know that only
God himself is worthy of her love. A soul in love with God and immersed in Him
approaches her duties with the same dispositions as she does Holy Communion and
carries out the simplest tasks with great care, under the loving gaze of God.
She is not troubled if, after some time, something turns out to be less
successful. She remains calm, because at the time of the action she had done
what was in her power. When it happens that the living presence of God, which
she enjoys almost constantly, leaves her, she then tries to continue living in
lively faith. Her soul understands that there are periods of rest and periods
of battle. Through her will, she is always with God. Her soul, like a knight,
is well trained in battle; from afar it sees where the foe is hiding and is
ready for battle. She knows she is not alone-God is her strength.
947 Sometimes there are whole hours when my soul is lost
in wonder at seeing the infinite majesty of God abasing Itself to the level of
my soul. Unending is my interior astonishment that the Most High Lord is
pleased in me and tells me so Himself. And I immerse myself even deeper in my
nothingness, because I know what I am of myself. Still I must say that I, in
return, love my Creator to folly with every beat of my heart and with every
nerve; my soul unconsciously drowns, drowns... in Him. I feel that nothing will
separate me from the Lord, neither heaven nor earth, neither the present nor
the future. Everything may change, but love never, never; it is always the
same. He, the Immortal Mighty One, makes His will known to me that I may love
Him very specially, and He himself makes my soul capable of the kind of love
with which He wants me to love Him. I bury myself more and more in Him, and I
fear nothing.
Love has overtaken my whole heart, and even if I were to be told of God's justice and of how even the pure spirits tremble and cover their faces before Him, saying endlessly, "Holy," which would seem to suggest that my familiarity with God would be to the detriment of His honor and majesty, [I would reply,] "O no, no, and once again, no!" In pure love, there is room for everything: the highest praise and the deepest adoration, yet the soul is immersed in Him in deepest peace through love; and the words of people, speaking from the exterior, have no effect upon that soul. What they tell the soul about God is but a pale shadow in comparison to its own experience of Him; and it is often surprised how other people can be struck with admiration at what someone else says about God when, for this soul, it is nothing special, as it knows that what can be put into words is not yet that great. So this soul listens to everything with respect, but has its own special life in God.
Love has overtaken my whole heart, and even if I were to be told of God's justice and of how even the pure spirits tremble and cover their faces before Him, saying endlessly, "Holy," which would seem to suggest that my familiarity with God would be to the detriment of His honor and majesty, [I would reply,] "O no, no, and once again, no!" In pure love, there is room for everything: the highest praise and the deepest adoration, yet the soul is immersed in Him in deepest peace through love; and the words of people, speaking from the exterior, have no effect upon that soul. What they tell the soul about God is but a pale shadow in comparison to its own experience of Him; and it is often surprised how other people can be struck with admiration at what someone else says about God when, for this soul, it is nothing special, as it knows that what can be put into words is not yet that great. So this soul listens to everything with respect, but has its own special life in God.
989 My Lord and my God, You know that it is You alone
whom my soul has come to love. My soul is entirely drowned in You, O Lord. Even
if I did not accomplish any of the things that You have made known to me, O
Lord, I would be completely at peace because I would have done what I could.
990 I know well, O Lord, that You have no need of our
works; You demand love. Love, love and once again, love of God-there is nothing
greater in heaven or on earth. The greatest greatness is to love God; true
greatness is in loving God; real wisdom is to love God. All that is great and
beautiful is in God; there is no beauty or greatness outside of Him. O you sages
of the world and you great minds, recognize that true greatness is in loving
God! Oh, how astonished I am that some people deceive themselves, saying: There
is no eternity!
1030 + O my Jesus, give me wisdom, give me a mind great
and enlightened by Your light, and this only, that I may know You better, O
Lord. For the better I get to know You, the more ardently will I love You, the
sole object of my love. In You my soul drowns, in You my heart dissolves. I
know not how to love partially, but only with the full strength of my soul and
the total ardor of my heart. You yourself, O Lord, have enkindled this love of
mine for You; in You my heart has drowned forever.
1685 During Holy Hour today, I asked the Lord Jesus if He
would deign to teach me about the spiritual life. Jesus answered me, My daughter, faithfully live up to
the words which I speak to you. Do not value any external thing too highly,
even if it were to seem very precious to you. Let go of yourself, and abide
with Me continually. Entrust everything to Me and do nothing on your own, and
you will always have great freedom of spirit. No circumstances or events will
ever be able to upset you. Set little store on what people say. Let everyone
judge you as they like. Do not make excuses for yourself; it will do you no
harm. Give away everything at the first sign of a demand, even if they were the
most necessary things. Do not ask for anything without consulting Me. Allow
them to take away even what is due you-respect, your good name-let your spirit
rise above all that. And so, set free from everything, rest close to My Heart,
not allowing your peace to be disturbed by anything. My pupil, consider the
words which I have spoken to you.
1686 O my Love, my eternal Master, how good it is to
obey; because when obedience infuses the soul, it brings with it power and
strength to act.
1702 Towards the end of the Way of the Cross which I was
making, the Lord Jesus began to complain about the souls of religious and
priests, about the lack of love in chosen souls. I will allow convents and churches to
be destroyed. I answered, "Jesus, but there are so many
souls praising You in convents." The Lord answered, That praise wounds My Heart, because
love has been banished from convents. Souls without love and without devotion,
souls full of egoism and self-love, souls full of pride and arrogance, souls
full of deceit and hypocrisy, lukewarm souls who have just enough warmth to
keep them alive: My Heart cannot bear this. All the graces that I pour out upon
them flow off them as off the face of a rock. I cannot stand them, because they
are neither good or bad. I called convents into being to sanctify the world
through them. It is from them that a powerful flame of love and sacrifice
should burst forth. And if they do not repent and become enkindled by their
first love, I will deliver them over to the fate of this world...
How can they sit on the promised throne of judgment to judge the world, when their guilt is greater than the guilt of the world? There is neither penance nor atonement. O heart, which received Me in the morning and at noon are all ablaze with hatred against Me, hatred of all sorts! O heart specially chosen by Me, were you chosen for this, to give Me more pain? The great sins of the world are superficial wounds on My Heart, but the sins of a chosen soul pierce My Heart through and through...
How can they sit on the promised throne of judgment to judge the world, when their guilt is greater than the guilt of the world? There is neither penance nor atonement. O heart, which received Me in the morning and at noon are all ablaze with hatred against Me, hatred of all sorts! O heart specially chosen by Me, were you chosen for this, to give Me more pain? The great sins of the world are superficial wounds on My Heart, but the sins of a chosen soul pierce My Heart through and through...
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-I-303, 324, 328, 343, 371, 389)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-II-502, 513, 589-590, 947, 989-990)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-III-1030)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-VI-1685-1686, 1702)
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