Wednesday, August 25, 2010
As I was listening to today's Gospel at Mass, the phrase Our Lord uses is white washed tombs. Those things that look real nice on the outside, but not so much inside. This was the case of most of the pharisees and scribes of Jesus' time.
The stark yet vivid imagery of that phrase, white washed tombs, really struck me. I began to think about the state of my own soul; is it a white washed tomb? Are the exteriors there all bright and shiny, but the interior beginning to look a little dingy and dirty?
Jesus gave us the perfect cleaning agent to get our souls bright and shiny inside and out when He instituted the sacrament of Reconciliation. The grace of this sacrament along with the Eucharist will keep our souls from taking on that dead white washed appearance and keep them as living tabernacles of His presence.
I don't know about you, but I am definitely a little overdue for cleaning off the white wash!
Thank You, Jesus for the grace of Your sacraments.
Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King
My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.
Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.
Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.