Weep not...

They say when the outside air is cold; our inner body is the warmest place to be.  Perhaps in our limited understanding of its makeup we judge this to be a purely mechanical act but I am one of many of faith who believes it is an act of spirituality.  There is definitely someone or something attending to us on a daily basis.  Whether you are one who seeks truth through evidence or one that seeks knowledge through truth you cannot be denied explanation.  The fountain of life remains contained, subordinate and willful to the stream until it is ignited by thought, deed, word or unexplainable action.

Our history is stained by the blood of others and amazingly it is this same blood, flowing through our veins, that is the very means by which we receive redemption.  How ironic it is to see people killing one another only to try and save them with the same blood that flows within them?  We are a society bent on the destructive nature of the soul and in its healing power. 

There cannot be light without dark, life without death, but there it is, flowing inside each of us.  A sacrifice of love, pure love, not angry passion was His way of reaching each one of us.  Residing in us all is the life giving blood of His compassion and the saving power of His grace.  Why then, do we try to explain its meaning?  We all try and attach some cosmic relevance to its creation but never seem to arrive at a result we can be satisfied with?  We are constantly left with more questions than answers.  Perhaps that is the way Jesus wants it.

By always trying to strive to be better stewards of our bodies, we are constantly growing; evolving into what He would like us to be.  There is no destination without a journey and the blood that flows through our veins can tell an amazing story.  This chapter in our life can be a short one, but without the risk, the adventure, and the living there can be no meeting with Him in eternity.  To be complete is to make us whole, to make us want to accomplish great things before our time on this earthly plain is done.  Each and every Sunday, across the world, we consume His very essence and living nature.  It mixes with our own, flowing together, making up a communal society in which we all hold the same serum.  Shouldn’t this make us a part of each other? 

Warmth of this divine blood signifies a love relationship with God.  By bringing Him into our hearts, we allow ourselves to be subject to His will.  Emotions like empathy, righteousness, grace and faith seem to become more a part of our lives.  This is no coincidence since it is Jesus himself that is present in this unique sharing.  As families, we give our hearts, minds and love to each other through these simple acts of kindness and come closer to His design for each and every one of us.  Remember, we are all made up of the same essential things, just mixed together differently and presented in a greater light. 

Cherish your life here and pass on that love to another who needs it more than you.  I am reminded by something the great Father Faber once said, “the precious blood is a flowing fountain of spiritual gifts that will never run dry”.  So weep not, for tears shed from divine grace can become a raging river; a river of love, a river of sanctity, a river of everlasting life.

May His blood flow through each of us and bless us.  May the wind be forever at your backs and may His peace be with you, always.