The call of Jeremiah renewed 15:10,16-21
A disaster for me, mother, that you bore me to be a man of
strife and dissension for the whole country. I neither lend nor borrow,
yet all of them curse me.
When your words came, I devoured them: your word was my
delight and the joy of my heart; for I was called by your Name, Yahweh,
God Sabaoth. I never sat in the company of scoffers amusing myself; with
your hands on me I held myself aloof, since you had filled me with
indignation. Why is my suffering continual, my wound incurable, refusing
to be healed? Truly, for me you are a deceptive stream with uncertain
waters!
To which Yahweh replied, if you repent, I shall restore
you to plead before me. If you distinguish between the precious and the
base, you shall be as my own mouth. They will come back to you, but you
must not go back to them. As far as these people are concerned, I shall
make you a fortified wall of bronze. They will fight against you but will
not overcome you, because I am with you to save you and rescue you, Yahweh
declares. I shall rescue you from the clutches of the wicked and redeem
you from the grasp of the violent.
Reflection
Who am I before God at this point in my life? At the start
of this time I present myself before God with empty hands. I recognize my
own nothingness and my complete dependence on Him; ….And yet at the same
time I acknowledge the fullness and the riches that I am bringing so that
simultaneously I rejoice in own humanity. I stop and I look at my self.
These hands of mine that I hold out before Him, so worn and used, are
hands made by God to do His work in the world. The whole of myself make to
be part of His world,…I am overawed to think of the person that I am,
that unique person, so lovingly created by God in all the fullness and
riches of my own individuality, a person make to be Hid daughter, His son.
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All Together
O Lord you search
me, and you know me,
you know my resting
and my rising,
you discern my
purpose from afar.
You mark when I
walk or lie down,
all my ways lie
open to you.
Before ever a word
is on my tongue
you know it, O
lord, through and through
Behind and before
you besiege me,
your hand ever laid
upon me.
For it was you who
created my being
and knit me
together in my mother’s womb.
I thank you for the
wonder of my being,
for the wonders of
all your creation.
Psalm 138 (139), verses 11-5, 13, 14 |

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A Seven-Day Journey with Thomas Merton ,
pg. 38.
Lectio Divina
for CP Groups
Contemplative Outreach of Dallas |