The Silent Kiss of the Soul
Until His death, Christ’s every work surged with new life so that in His resurrection, we might draw our life from each them. Reflecting on even the most mundane and ordinary of Jesus’s actions, this is to have flow into us a readiness to respond to the Father’s slightest desire with astonishing generosity and thoughtful care. And the Son knows the desires that live in the depths of the Father’s love as wellsprings that can never be exhausted – and so He never tired of adoring His Father and abandoning everything to Him with complete thanksgiving. And the Father knows His Son, delights in Him, and hands everything over to Him. Each of the Lord’s works are filled with this exchange of delight and thanksgiving, of handing over and abandonment, of a circumcession of love and truth, of mutual possession and surrender possible because the Father is in the Son and the Son is in the Father.
What was disclosed in even the most unnoticed acts of the Lord was an indomitable trust and confidence. The kiss He offered his mother. The smile He offered a stranger. The hope He offered to those who did not even know that they had lost it. The origins of this confidence were more ancient than humanity – but from this ancient source, humanity finally draws forth its deepest truth. With every decision, Christ His Sacred Heart unveiled this transforming infusion of overflowing Divine Trust until through His Heart pierced, the same trust surged to flow into every heart … even the heart furthest away from His love. A new beginning was afforded each us from this Sacred Spring and the prayerful drink from it.
Through prayer, the Cross becomes the key that unlocks the meaning of every action of Christ. A prayerful thought tastes how the moment in which Christ acted could not contain the wonder that the work of the Father evokes. The sigh of faith ponders a glory too great for this world unveiled in the obedience of Christ. Eyes closed with reverence even glimpse the hidden secret about humanity in the Lord’s every effort. The vulnerable stillness discovered on bended knee hears each word of wisdom, sees each healing, marvels over each miracle. Contemplative reading of the Bible searches for what is signified in each moment of Christ’s life and knows without knowing something so much greater than the limits of the words can show. With unrelenting purpose, this surge of the heart follows the mysteries signified in each of those revealed moments until they crescendo upon the Cross. When brought to this threshold of the Father’s heart, the ear of one’s own heart can even hear the Lord’s last wordless cry echoing. The meaning every work of Christ’s life resounds in this sacred place where the silence of a soul kisses the silence of the Cross.
Beautiful. Thank you Anthony