The Lord Is My Chef Daily Recipe for the Soul by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II Tuesday in the Eighteenth Week of Ordinary Time, Year II, 02 August 2022 Jeremiah 30:1-2, 12-15, 18-22 ><]]]]'> + <'[[[[>< Matthew 14:22-36
I like your words today, God our loving Father; they are so true, and yes, so hurting. They are a bull's eye or "sapul" as we say in Filipino.
Many times, I feel so confident with myself, with my goodness, or holiness; many times I feel I am so equipped to hurdle everything in life; and many times, I feel so sure I have done nothing wrong and sinful like Peter in the gospel who asked Jesus to make him walk on water.
Thus says the Lord: Incurable is your wound, grievous your bruise; there is none to plead your cause, no remedy for your running sore, no healing for you. All your lovers have forgotten you; they do not seek you. I struck you as an enemy would strike, punished you cruelly; why cry out over your wound? Your pain is without relief. Because of your great guilt, your numerous sins, I have done this to you. Thus says the Lord: See! I will restore the tents of Jacob, his dwellings I will pity; city shall be rebuilt upon hill, and palace restored as it was.Jeremiah 30:1-2, 12-15, 18
Give me courage, O Lord, to look inside myself and confront my true self; build me up anew, Lord, as your people and you our God. Forgive us, O God, for the many times we have misread your coming in Jesus Christ as like a ghost in the dark sea; so many times we are so sure of our swimming skills like Peter, confident we would not drown, unaware of the strong winds that can beat and pummel us into pieces. When overconfidence drown us, let us shout like the disciples in the boat, "Truly, you are the Son of God, Lord Jesus!" Amen.