This morning in mass I was so moved by the Responsorial Psalm response that I've decided to use it as my mantra all day long:
BLESSED BE GOD
WHO HAS FILLED MY SOUL WITH FIRE!
Today I will practice remembering that my soul is filled with fire. My task is to guard that flame, protect it and cherish it so that it may be for others a guiding light and a comforting presence rather than a wild fire that threatens lives. There are times when the fire of my life has almost gone out. The result is a kind of apathy, indifferent, acedia--I don't have enough energy to get up and put a little kindling on the embers; but the Spirit of the Living God is farsighted and always seems to send someone to blow on the fading embers of my life. Sometimes it is a person, sometimes it is a word from the Scriptures or a poem. Sometimes it is a meadow of wildflowers. Oh God, thank you for the fire in my soul. I know it is your breath and your burning.
