To be dead is to stop believing in the masterpieces we will begin tomorrow. So claimed Patrick Kavanagh as cited in John O’Donoghue’s book, Eternal Echoes. Too good to be true about the masterpieces, you might think. Well, that depends on how you eye a masterpiece. We can all too easily sell ourselves short. There is more to each of us than meets the eye especially our own.
Have you ever surprised yourself? Have you ever done something you thought you never could, shown a humanity you didn’t know you had, opened to an insight that took your breath away, gone that extra mile exhausted yet finished quite refreshed? And, have you discovered that exquisitely subversive truth that the more you give, the more you realise you have to give?
If so, Isaiah’s words today (35:5-6a) will make sense to you: Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped, then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy. But they will make sense in a way you never dreamed of.
You’ll gasp as you grasp that, in fact they refer to you!
Copyright: Fr. Tom Cahill SVD (Intercom)
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