Friday, May 25, 2012

May 25, 2012

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Reflection on the Spirit of the Sacred Heart
May 25, 2012
Pentecost

I watched a hen the other day
pursue a barn-owl twice her size
across the yard.
Her flaps and squawks
seemed laughably inept
yet kept that predator from eating more
than half of her new chicks.
  
She made me think of dark-eyed children 
throwing stones at tanks and
Rosa Parks defiant on a bus and
Gandhi bending low
making salt.
  
Where does such fire come from 
that can make a little one stand tall
or turn to flesh a heart of stone?

I saw it fall in tongues of flame 
one day on ordinary folk
and knew it would in time
all things malevolent consume.


Poem written by Beatrice Brennan rscj, province of the United States
 

   For Reflection...
 
"If only it were given to me, if only I were not so unworthy, that God might give me the grace to speak to you of the happiness of persons who give themselves over to the Holy Spirit, completely and without reserve!   

If I could tell you all that takes place in them, if I could depict their happiness. It is no longer they who act; it is God. They go nowhere, they do nothing except by the Spirit's inspiration; everything becomes easy for them; they no longer experience difficulty; they meet no obstacles. The Holy Spirit pulls them along and sets up a communication between them and heaven.    

These people have found the secret of touching hearts. It is as if they do not act of themselves; they do not know whether they are doing good; one might say they do not even desire to do good; rather they have only one desire to follow and obey the impulse of the Holy Spirit in everything."

St. Madeleine Sophie Barat, Conferences I, 2 June 1827, p. 18  



 burst of spirit maille

Artwork by Sophie Maille, rscj 


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