Today is the Ephiphany, the end of the Christmas season.
After a beautiful homily, I was given this prayer from St. Agustine which brought me to tears in church…tears…par for the course these days it seems. Which is a good thing. When you heart is open, you cry.
Late have I loved you, Beauty so ancient and so new, late have I loved you!
Lo, you were within,
but I outside, seeking there for you,
and upon the shapely things you have made
I rushed headlong – I, misshapen.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
They held me back far from you,
those things which would have no being,
were they not in you.
You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;
you flared, blazed, banished my blindness;
you lavished your fragrance, I gasped; and now I pant for you;
I tasted you, and now I hunger and thirst;
you touched me, and I burned for your peace.
While I was in mass, meditating on God, I saw how our relationship with him is the roadmap to the relationship with those we love. Learning to be in relationship with God, this mystical union, is also what we are to practice in our interpersonal relationships.
For example, today, I didn’t really want to go to mass, but then I thought…no…no when we love someone we show up for them. We are present.
The mass took on a new meaning for me today, it is more then worship…it is communion, it is sitting down with your love and having a conversation and sharing, and getting to know each other.
Mass is a date with God.