Sunday, August 1, 2010
Minds Not At Rest
The thing is these things that keep me awake, as important as they may seem to be, are really just temporary. It was the line in Ecclesiastes that got my attention today at Mass; "...even at night his mind is not at rest." But it is the toiling away that keeps our minds from resting at times.
Today's Gospel puts it all in perspective; we are to store our treasure for and in heaven. So maybe my nightly tape should go something more like this: when was the last time I went to confession, am I praying often and well enough, am I doing enough to serve God and others. Those are the things that will help me to get to heaven. My job and my bank account will surely fade away.
Help me to remember that the things of this earth will pass away, but that You and Your Word will not. Grant me the grace to store up my treasure in heaven and be less concerned with material things, desiring only what I truly need.
In keeping my eyes and mind on You, I know that I will someday gain the treasure that awaits me in my true heavenly home.
All of this I pray in Jesus' name.
Readings for today, the 18th Sunday in Ordinary Time
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.