The beloved disciple

I am looking over some notes I took on a book I read quite awhile ago that struck me as very profound, Only Love Creates, by Father Fabio Rosini. (I believe it’s the only book of his that is translated into English.) I had it checked out from our library for so, so long but finally returned it so someone else might have the opportunity to read it. As I said, today I was looking over the notes that I had taken while reading it. Here is just a snippet from the introduction.

“Why does Jesus know how to love?  Because he’s loved.  He is, and he lives in, a gift—namely, that the Father begot him, gave him being, gave him all of himself.”

“In John 13:23-25 there is a person called ‘the beloved disciple’ who at the Last Supper makes a gesture and reclines his head on Jesus’s chest.  At that moment he has an intimate dialogue with Jesus concerning Judas’s betrayal:

One of his disciples—the one whom Jesus loved—was reclining next to him; Simon Peter therefore motioned to him to ask Jesus of whom he was speaking.  So while reclining next to Jesus, he asked him, ‘Lord, who is it?’

“In that moment he feels Jesus’s heart beat with love for Judas.  It’s from that moment that he’s called the ‘beloved disciple,’ not before, because he encountered love. ‘He reclined his head on the chest’ of Jesus: that expression has already appeared at the end of the prologue at the beginning of John’s Gospel, where there is an extraordinary hymn that, toward the end, says, ‘No one has ever seen God.  It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father’s heart, who has made him known’ (John 1:18).  This is the same image, that of a little boy curled up against his daddy.  Jesus is always attached to, turned toward, and aimed at the Father, and the beloved disciple does the same thing with Jesus, listening to his heart.”

The Heart of Virtue

I have been plagued by Jansenism most of my life, and Lent can be an especially difficult challenge in that regard. But over the past couple of years, God has been freeing me of this heresy by his sovereign intervention in my life and by writings like this by Joshua Elzner (building on my years of reading Thérèse). You can see that I have read and reread these pages a few times now. I share them with hope that your eyes may also be opened to the true heart of virtue.

O soul who reads these lines

“Faith teaches that God loves us and that he loves us not as a group, but personally, individually: He loved me! Each of us can make these words of the Apostle Paul his own without fear of error. He knows my name; he has engraved my image in his heart. Still more, I can be assured that his heart is all mine, because our Lord cannot love as we do, by halves; when he loves, he loves with his whole heart, infinitely.

“Souls sometimes say, with a mixture of love and ignorance, ‘I wish our Lord would love me more.’ But is that possible? Can he who loves infinitely love any more? If nothing else existed in the world except God and you, O soul who reads these lines, he would not love you any more than he does right now. If you were the only object of his love, he would love you just as he loves you now.” (Luis Maria Martinez)

Look for Him

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Thinking a lot this morning about the Samaritan woman who practiced social distancing every day–going to well at noonday when no one else was there.  Yet, here is Jesus meeting her at that exact time, coming to her, bringing Himself to her.  He desires to do the same for each of us, wherever we are in our isolation and sin.  Look for Him to come to you.

As for Love

I lost my second mother this past week.  She lived an amazingly fruitful life and was finally able to go Home.  Nonetheless, her loss is hitting me hard.  And, as with all loss, it brings up all the other losses in my life.

One of my go to books during times like this is Edges of His Ways by Amy Carmichael.  (I consider her a mother to me also.)  Here’s the selection for today:

Ps 18:30: As for God, His way is perfect.

God is love, so we may change the word and say, As for Love, His way is perfect.  This has been helping me.

One of the ways of Love is to prepare us beforehand for any hard that that He knows is near.  Perhaps this word will be His loving preparation to some heart for a disappointment, or for some trial of faith, something know to others, or some secret sorrow between the Father and His Child.  As for Love, His way is perfect.