Tuesday of Week 28 – Gal 5:1-6; Ps 118:41,43-45,47-48; Luke 11:37-41

Only He could address a person in this way. Because only He knows the human heart. He can distinguish the grain from chaff, truth from falsehood, words thrown into the wind from words of commitment. My ploys and attempts at distraction are useless, sometimes I can deceive myself better than a Pharisee. He knows that the questions about starving children, the victims of war, the suffering of the innocent, and all the evil of the world are just a strategy, an avoidance. So that He doesn’t look into the depths of my heart. Not to call out by name meanness and selfishness. I am afraid of His anger.

Oh, fool! Don’t you know “that His anger lasts only a moment, but His mercy lasts the whole of life”? That this isn’t the anger of revenge but of mercy? Of tearing down the walls of sin and erecting saving walls around the ancient dwelling of goodness? That empties the vats of impurity to fill them with the wine of joy?

I, am a fool! I plead. Please make these question marks transform into the certainty of faith.