Touched by an angel
Tuesday, January 3, 2006
1 John 3:1-3
How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! ... Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when he appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is. Everyone who has this hope in Jesus purifies himself, just as Jesus is pure.
I see Mother Teresa working with lepers when I read these words of John. She wore white and feared nothing of the dirt and disease around her. She inspired so many, helpers and victims alike, to be unafraid like her. In her presence death seemed to step back, intimidated by God, by life, by love.
Mother Teresa always pointed to Jesus when she was given credit for her wondrous work. She knew her shortcomings, how impatient she could be, how imperious she could be. She knew she did nearly nothing. But what she did do was stay out of God's way better than almost anyone. And Jesus worked so many miracles through her words and her touch.
She will be made a saint by the Catholic Church. She'll be called St. Teresa ... not the first St. Teresa, but the one who walked the twentieth century along with us. Listening to her and looking into her eyes humbled me and made me more whole. Reading her prayers, deep places within me found their voice. She drew me to Jesus, to her Savior and mine.
God, you lavish us with your love. There is no end to it. In your presence you give us white robes to wear and songs to sing, and purified lips to sing them with.