Reflecting on the Sunday Gospel with my lectio group, the phrase “Jesus passed through…” was highlighted for me. It brought to mind a beautiful painting on the wall of the cafeteria at Mundelein Seminary in Illinois. I don’t know the story of the painting, but it has always captured my attention, as it depicts several people whose gaze is fixed on Something unseen. One person is bending down and touching the stone pavement. Others’ eyes are fixed on a long flight of stone steps. The wind seems to be strong as it is blowing the head coverings of others…All have experienced Something ~ Something that catches my heart and makes me want to know what has happened here…
My photo obviously is imperfect, as it includes the reflection of the lights in the cafeteria and on the windows of the room, but it’s enough to remind me of the painting, and it still stirs something within me ~
What does it stir? Jesus is passing by…. And how often in my day is He passing by, and I don’t notice? How often do I miss Him?
At Mass the other day, as the Eucharistic Minister was carrying the Consecrated Hosts to the back of the church for distribution, a woman in the pew in front of me bowed her head in reverence ~ Jesus was passing by…..
St Mother Teresa greeted each person she met with her hands clasped and her head bowed, in recognition of the sacredness and dignity of the person in front of her ~ seeing Jesus in each person she encountered and served. Jesus is passing by…
Lord God, help me to be more aware of Your Presence everywhere I may be, and especially within those I meet each day. May I live in awe and wonder as I believe, and know in my heart ~ Jesus is passing by…
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