Our suffering may not seem much compared to Christ’s, nor even to that priest’s suffering when he was tortured and murdered in India as he drove to say Mass this week.
However, all the little duties of our lives that require effort, all the little frustrations, all the little kindnesses we do for others that cost us some self-sacrifice; our efforts to live the gospel, to go to Mass when we feel like remaining in bed…these daily things are not little nothings to God.
To explain: if you were God and you sent your divine Son to teach and redeem humankind…well, why bother to send Him as anything other than a magnificent human personage, an adult ready to acheive His great mission…
But no: God so values the ordinary little aspects of His children’s lives, that He sent His divine Son as a helpless infant, who grew up as a normal child would, eating, going to the restroom, sleeping, schooling in scripture…etc. This childhood is barely recorded in the gospels precisely because it was a day to day human existence…yet this is God the Son I’m speaking of!
People easily overlook this…but thirty years of humble ordinary life on earth by the Son of God tells us in mountain high letters that offering God the small efforts, difficulties, and frustrations of our lives is precious to God, and powerfully valuable if we offer them, along with all that is good and happy in our lives, to God for sake of the others’ souls.
***“If you feel too lazy to pick up a bit of thread, and yet do so for love of Jesus, you acquire more merit than for a much nobler action done in a moment of fervour. Instead of grieving, be glad that, by allowing you to feel your own weakness, our Lord is furnishing you with an opportunity of saving a greater number of souls.” (Saint Therese of Lisieux)
“A spark of pure love is more precious before God, more useful for the soul, and richer in benedictions for the Church than all other works taken together.” (St John of the Cross)
‘Whatever you have done for the least of my little ones, you have done for me.’” Saint Augustine.***
God bless you, Trishie