St. Paul tells us in his letter to the Romans, chapter 8, that "We know that all things word for good for those who love God . . ." (vs. 28) I couldn't help but think how so many times, when the pieces of my life don't seem to fit together, I doubt the truth of his statement. All things? I mean, the sad things, the unjust things, the horrible things, the shouldn't-have-happened things? How do they work together for good?
As simplistic as it may seem, perhaps the remainder of his sentence provides the answer for me. . . . "for those who love God." Perhaps if my life were, like St. Teresa of Calcutta, love would be my clear motive for thinking, acting, desiring, accepting all that fills my life. If love fills me, then negativity, rudeness, despair, unacceptance, --------and more of the human reactions I excuse myself of when things and people are difficult ---- all these ways of coping with or surviving difficulties would have no room to live and grow in me. There would only be room for LOVE.
St. Teresa of Calcutta, pray for me.
As simplistic as it may seem, perhaps the remainder of his sentence provides the answer for me. . . . "for those who love God." Perhaps if my life were, like St. Teresa of Calcutta, love would be my clear motive for thinking, acting, desiring, accepting all that fills my life. If love fills me, then negativity, rudeness, despair, unacceptance, --------and more of the human reactions I excuse myself of when things and people are difficult ---- all these ways of coping with or surviving difficulties would have no room to live and grow in me. There would only be room for LOVE.
St. Teresa of Calcutta, pray for me.