O God, our Father, Creator of all that is, give us the courage to wrestle with the questions you ask us rather than jumping to some immediate answer—thereby cutting off any possibility of real growth or struggle. Help us stay in the question long enough to hear what it is you have for us there. In the name of Jesus. Amen. (JLB)
Psalm for the Week: Psalm 13
Scripture for the Day: John 21:1-19
Reading for Reflection:
Each one who is born comes into the world as a question for which old answers are not sufficient. (New Seeds of Contemplation by Thomas Merton)
There are questions, lots of questions. And it is good to live in the question. A pat answer is closed, it is finished; that’s it. It goes nowhere and leaves little room for hope. A question, the mystery, opens the space for us. It is full of possibility. It gives hope of life and even more abundant life. Our faith, solid as it might be is full of questions. And therefore full of life and hope. (Living in the Question by M. Basil Pennington)
Reflection and Listening: silent and written
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Song for the Week: How Firm a Foundation
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said—
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled?
Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed,
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by My gracious, omnipotent hand.
When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
For I will be with thee thy trouble to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not harm thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.
The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose,
I will not, I will not, desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.
It seems to me Lord
that we search
much too desperately
when a good question
holds as much grace
as an answer.
(Seasons of the Heart by Macrina Wiederkehr)