October 4, 2014
(St. Francis of Assisi)
My favorite part of that whole, long and difficult story of Job:
“the LORD blessed the latter days of Job more than his earlier ones. For he had fourteen thousand sheep, six thousand camels, a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.
And he had seven sons and three daughters, of whom he called the first Jemimah, the second Keziah, and the third Kerenhappuch. In all the land no other women were as beautiful as the daughters of Job; and their father gave them an inheritance along with their brothers.
After this, Job lived a hundred and forty years; and he saw his children, his grandchildren, and even his great-grandchildren. Then Job died, old and full of years.” Jb 42:1-3, 5-6, 12-17
A second life, for Job!
Even more magnificent than the first.
Sometimes, beloved, it’s through our suffering that we are united with our Savior. It’s through our suffering that we can truly gain life. Just like life itself, it’s what we make of every moment that makes it either miserable or bearable or wonderful.
Join me, beloved, along with Jesus and St. Francis and all the martyrs and all the persecuted in our world today, in offering to Jesus all of our pain – all to the Glory of God our Father, in love.
In love for one another,
in love for LIFE!
. . . fast forward some 800 years . . .
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