September 4, 2016
Twenty-Third Sunday in Ordinary Time
Teach us to number our days aright,
that we may gain wisdom of heart.
Return, O [uc]Lord[/uc]! How long?
Have pity on your servants!
A strange thought occurred to me the other day. What if I didn't know what I looked like? I was thinking of the days before mirrors. While I might catch a glimpse reflected in some water, ancient peoples had no clear idea of what they themselves looked like. One way would have been through the generous hand of another who sketched some lines on a board or paper.
My inner self can be a mystery--complex, puzzling, difficult to understand. I'm not sure what I really look like, and there is no perfect mirror to show me.
But there is someone, and the psalmist guides me to him. The God who created me out of love knows me. I listen as he teaches, I understand as my heart opens to his wisdom. In the stillness, he sketches the flaws, he captures the truth, and I see.
Lord, you have probed me and you know me. I look to you to see who I am.
- Amy Welborn
Wisdom 9:13-18|Psalm 90:3-6, 12-17|Philemon 9-10, 12-17|Luke 14:25-33