One Monk of the Order of Saint Benedict

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The Word of God and the Body of God reveal each other -- the homily worships both.

August 01, 2006

For Tuesday of the Seventeenth Ordinary Week of the Church Year

Matthew 13:36-43

Inside each of us, there are seeds and weeds of sin.
However, God tells us, the Church tells us and our faith tells us that, in baptism, God, with his own almighty hand and his eternal Spirit, has planted within each of us the seeds of righteousness, holiness and even much more.
By baptism and the Holy Spirit, God has planted his own Son within us, and has planted us in his Son.
God’s own power and divinity, his own light and truth, his own life and glory have been planted deep in our very being.
Each of us is a field of God, each of us an offspring of our heavenly Father.
We may trust that God himself will dig and plant, water us and weed out the causes of sin, whether now or in a future purgation.
At this moment, we are inside God’s house, where, right now, God himself is busy at work.
The Greek word “liturgy” refers to God’s WORK for his PEOPLE.
Here in the Liturgy of the Eucharist God is at work among his own sons and daughters, planting and gathering.
There is a beautiful prayer that speaks of this— a poetic prayer composed less than one hundred years after the Son of God himself, like a grain of wheat, fell into the earth and died— a prayer composed less than one hundred years after the Son of God sprouted from the earth in his eternal resurrection.
This prayer voices the rightful sense of hope and confidence that we dare to call our own, as well as the sense of gratitude that should enliven our faith.
we thank thee who hast planted
Thy holy Name within our hearts.
Knowledge and faith and life immortal
Jesus thy Son to us imparts.
Thou, Lord, didst make all for thy pleasure,
Didst give man food for all his days.
Giving in Christ the Bread eternal,
Thine is the power, be thine the praise.
Watch o’er thy Church, O Lord, in mercy,
Save it from evil, guard it still,
Perfect it in thy love, unite it,
Cleansed and conformed unto thy will.
As grain, once scattered on the hillsides,
Was in this broken bread made one,
So from all lands thy Church be gathered
Into thy kingdom by thy Son.

That God Be Glorified in All


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