|Hendrick ter Brugghen - The Incredulity of Saint Thomas|
As I pondered in my prayer today – I wondered - what if Jesus were standing in front of me and he tenderly and compassionately desired to place his fingers in my wounds? Where are those unseen, secret and sacred places within me that only God knows that are awaiting a healing touch? What wounding am I aware of in myself that are the sorrowful mysteries of my own life? How would I come to forgiveness of myself, of others, and of creation? How would I come to a deepening of my own faith, love, and hope?
Where do we need to invite Jesus to touch the wounds of humanity? Let us together ask Jesus to touch with healing, mercy, and peace those areas where there are conflicts, abuse, hunger, poverty, injustice, suffering for those who are marginalized in our governments, church, or systems? I know there is a litany with much more that I could name.
So let us pray: Holy Darkness, God of Mystery that creates in and through us, help us not to resist the darkness. Help us to trust in you precisely in those moments when we are confused or uncertain or do not understand. Heal us of our trepidation in the face of the unknown, and help us to yield to the creative process that at this very moment is at work in the inner darkness, in the unseen, secret places that only you know. Like dark energy, may your Spirit expand my being so that I become more of who you desire me to be – free, capable of loving and being loved. Amen.
|The Incredulity of Saint Thomas (Caravaggio)|