The centurion replied, “Lord, I do not deserve to have you come under my roof.
But just say the word, and my servant will be healed.
“Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed.” These are the words spoken by the people and the priest during the Eucharistic prayer during mass. Just before we receive communion.
Today, I read the verse in Matthew 8.
And I realized that what is said during mass is taken directly from scripture. Some of you are saying, “DUH!?!”
Please…show me some grace. I am not a life-long member of the Catholic church. I joined when my son was 2 because I knew it was the Lord’s will for my life…to follow the spiritual leader of my home. You can read about that here.
This morning, as I read this passage…these words have new meaning.
I KNOW I am not worthy. But today my sense of unworthiness is elevated. This Advent season reminds me of how low he went – being born in a stinky, dirty stable – just so he could die.
For my sins.
For my healing.
And the healing…sometimes I think we want it to be instantaneous. With a snap of the fingers we are healed. But it doesn’t work like that too often.
No, the healing comes in the relationship.
In the time spent with Him. Learning to wait.
Learning to be patient.
Remember that HE knows what he is doing. It is all for my good. Even though it may not seem like it at the time.
And as I heard these words in church, I was reminded of what Advent is all about.
With all the grief and sadness in the world I wasn’t sure how I would handle today. How I would allow myself to grieve this loss? Today when there has so much WRONG in our world. In a post @deidrariggs shared today she reminded us that life goes on. And I realized that today this is my life. And I can grieve this loss. My life goes on... I am thankful for the 4 days we had her. On Friday I will remember each event of her last day and I will remember her dying in my arms.
And I will be both sad and grateful. #infantloss #trisomy18 #stlouischildrenshospital
Thank you Mary for this reminder. Actually, this morning during my quiet time, I turned to Psalm 27 – the last versus are all about waiting.
I am currently in a waiting season – a time of unemployment, now 10 months. The waiting has been difficult but giving thanks to Him for the provisions, care, and encouragement as eased the difficulty.
Waiting and learning, here, too.
Learning to be patient…I'm not sure that I've thought before about Jesus patiently waiting for the cross. Even though the human part of him dreaded it, I'm sure he also was ready to get it over and move on to the other side. Yet he waited until the time was right. So I should trust him in my waiting. Thanks for sharing this, Mary.
It is pretty amazing what He did. Isn't it?
I shared about waiting with expectancy today. "No, the healing comes in the relationship. In the time spent with Him. Learning to wait. Learning to be patient." These words touched my heart. Healing comes from relationship. Oh that I would draw closer to Him, that I too might be healed.