While waiting for Confession at the Cathedral of the Blessed Sacrament, I flipped through my newest copy of the Magnificat, and stumbled across something that fit like a hand in a glove that morning. Madeleine Delbrel wrote the following poem that spoke to my penitent heart in downtown Sacramento yesterday. It is a fitting meditation as we anticipate the Jubilee Year of Mercy slotted for December.
It is at this point we ought to recall that God has not created us for human loving but for that eternal awesome love with which he loves everything that he has created.
We should also accept this love not as a large-hearted magnificent partner but as the idiot beneficiary of it that we are, devoid both of charm and basic loyalty.
And in this adventure of Mercy we are asked to give whatever we can until we have nothing left. We are even asked to laugh when the gift that we make is defective whether because of failure, filth, or impurity.
But we are asked also to be full of wonder with tears of thanksgiving and joy before this inexhaustible treasure that flows into us from God’s heart.
It is at this intersection of laughter and joy that we find a peace beyond all confusion.