November 28, 2017
Comets streak across the galaxies,
And where is man in the midst
Of such a display of power?
Man stands with head down
Subdued by things he cannot understand
Struggling to understand his place
In a universe of unfathomable wonders
Where he feels swallowed by his own insignificance.
But across the heavens a silver thread
Cast forth by the Lord our God
And carried forth by a multitude
Of His holy messengers
Reaches the place that all men stand.
And His holy messengers proclaim,
"Lift up your head and grasp this silver thread,
For you are made in His image
And Earth is not the final resting place
For children of the Most High."
So look heavenward and pay attention.
See the strands of gossamer
That can be seen only in love's holy light
And know that you cannot be bound by Earth
When you were created to dwell with Him.
In each age He proclaims anew,
"I have created you to rest in Me
And your heart will not be satisfied
Until you have seen My face
And rest securely in My arms."
"So stand up straight," He commands,
"I have claimed you as My own
And there is nothing that can impede the journey
Of those who have known My presence
And who yearn always for My embrace."
Be of good cheer.
The Lord our God is a jealous God
Who desires that all His children return unto Him
And who calls to them with His voice
That they might recognize the sound and heed His call.
Do not avert your gaze
Do not close your ears
Do not stake a claim on this Earth
For angels await to guide you on the path
That will take you safely home.
Do you hear the love song?
It drowns out the collision of stars
It encompasses the planets' orbits
It overtakes the comets' frenzied flights
Until it has reached the heart of every man.
Such love is impossible for man to fathom
But know that it nonetheless exists.
This is the love song that was sung at creation
And that our Lord sung upon the cross
And that rolled forth as a mighty crescendo at His resurrection.
It cannot be silenced!
Open your ears and listen!
Can you hear it?
It is the sound of His love for a hurting world.
He sends it forth in a multitude of ways.
It flows from the heart of Jesus
And from the heart of Mary
To the heart of each man.
Listen! It is calling you home!