Tuesday, February 28, 2012
St Martin Moments
I am a little late in posting this, but one of the things that has stayed with me since hearing yesterday's Gospel passage (Matt. 25:31-46), is the story of St Martin's Cloak. While Martin was a soldier passing outside the city of Amiens, France, garbed in his uniform, he happens upon a beggar with no coat. Martin takes his sword and cuts his military robe in half and gives half to the beggar. Martin is laughed at by the locals who witness his kind deed.
That night Christ appears to Martin in a dream wearing the piece of cloak Martin gave to the beggar earlier that day. Christ says to the angels around Him: "Martin is still only a catechumen, but he has clothed Me with this garment."
Martin lived out the passage from Matthew's Gospel- "...whatever you do for the least of these, you do for Me."
Moments such as these present themselves to us throughout our lives, for some, perhaps each day. Fr. Joseph T. Lienhard, in a reflection on this Gospel passage, calls these moments "Martin Moments". I love that! There is always someone in need of food, clothing, shelter, or maybe just a kind word or a visit.
During these days of Lent may we become more aware of these Martin Moments and act on them as St Martin did that cold winter's day.
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.