First Reading: Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
Responsorial Psalm: Psalm 144:1B AND 2ABC, 3-4
Gospel: Luke 9:18-22
Today’s readings are all
about timing. The perfection of God’s
timing only makes sense to us in retrospect and God. Is. Never. Late.
If there’s one thing that I am consistently, it’s being late. Recently, I read an article in the New York
Times that said people who are chronically late are not trying to be rude but
they are overly optimistic about deadlines.
And it’s true. I get a rush from accomplishing a large of
number of tasks in an impossible amount of time. I used think that I felt this way because I’m
“doer” and an “achiever”. Smugly, I
would observe how many things I have accomplished in the same 24 hours as
others who were clearly sitting on their bottoms and watching reruns.
Now, I understand my smugness
and sense of accomplishment for the millions of tasks are all related to the
sin of pride.
Accomplished tasks were
confirmation that I was better than other people, and it was how I gained my
sense of worth. A day with undone tasks was a
failure, which meant I too, was a failure.
But there is one thing I am
learning slowly but surely and that is I am perfectly loved by God. Tasks don’t define me, my failures (real or
perceived) don’t define me. Even my shortcomings, like
being consistently late and overly optimistic are things God probably finds
endearing, He made me this way after all.
I am not perfect but He is and He uses my imperfections if I allow Him, for a greater good. I may be late for everything but His timing is perfect.
Years ago, I attended a
wedding reception. As usual, I was
late. The only seat left was in the back
next to a young man I didn’t really know at the time and who in a few years
would become my husband.
God’s timing is perfect.
My timing is not.
God does not ask that we be
perfect before He can love us. He simply
wants us to grow each day in love for Him and He is perfect enough for all of
us.
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