All Saints Day
This past Tuesday, we celebrated the
Feast of All Saints. God be
Praised! Sometimes I wonder what it
means to be a saint. I have a two-pointer
answer:
·
to
live the message of the gospel and
·
that
we can intercede for others from Heaven after we die.
As
St. Therese once prayed to Jesus: “I want to be a saint, but I feel so
helpless. Be yourself my sanctity!” We are all called to take on the Way of
Jesus. After all, He is the Way, the
Truth, and the Life!
My religious community I used to
belong to (The Sisters of the Visitation of Holy Mary in Tyringham, MA) have a
long tradition of drawing one of the beatitudes. We read about each one in the gospel on this
special day. It helps each of the sisters to reflect on and to be assured by
the one they chose.
The witness of the saints inspires
us to live the gospel in our own lives.
And it is not a hard way, so long as one feels open to the
challenge. It is the way of
self-sacrificial, joy-filled love! God
be Praised!