Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (little kid style in prayer edition)

shepherd boy

As it should be for all of us.

But it’s not.

Oooo! I’m not worthy! I’m too… you know… or not enough… you know… whatever!

So let’s take a more emotional example. How about being about to die?

rescue by helicopter

Now you might object in saying that the two scenes are different, so that the little boy, without baggage of self condemnation was able to run up and make his little offering out of love, but that the person being rescued, with however much baggage of apologies for not being a good swimmer or whatever other non sequitur nevertheless just gets over it and allows the rescue to happen, you know, because it’s forced.

And then you might object further in saying that while not being forced in prayer by such a dramatic rescue in progress, we who do have baggage of self condemnation and so don’t allow ourselves to run up to our Lord with flowers for the Immaculate Conception, and that there is no way out of this.

And you know, of course, that the lack of motivation comes from a lack of humility, a kind of self blinding, in which we don’t allow ourselves to see that the urgency of being humble and the urgency of running up to our Lord with a flower for the Immaculate Conception is just that urgent as a life or death rescue, and that our Lord is rescuing us by having us run up to Him with a flower for the Immaculate Conception with the simplicity and hope and love and eagerness and awe and wonder of that little guardian of the flock.

Note that in both cases there is eagerness on the face of Jesus and the first responder. And that eagerness is still there even if and especially if we are in full recognition of our unworthiness and nevertheless just get over ourselves and allow ourselves to be rescued whether in the turbulence of a storm or in the simplicity of a lazy Summer day.

Think about it. The two scenes are exactly identical. There is the same eager thanksgiving on the part of the little boy and the person being rescued. Right?

The question is, how does one get that humility since we can’t give ourselves what we don’t have: Nemo dat quod non habet. Fine. We can ask for this by grace. We make a little offering of ourselves, our gift being allowing ourselves by grace to be rescued by grace.

Some are shy of saying, “I love you” to Jesus and Mary, thinking that their baggage, their weakness, their temptation, their chaos, their distraction, their ineptness, their dullness, their… whatever… makes this assertion no more than rank hypocrisy. Some push through anyway, knowing by grace that Jesus and Mary love to hear us say “I love you,” knowing that we are being saved and so it’s not hypocrisy but is really O.K., even good, even very good.

Personally, I’m still a little bit shy of saying such a thing as “I love you” without asserting a preface: “Thanks for saving me, rescuing me; I love you.” Same difference but it’s just a lot easier for me, and helps me to notice the wounds on Jesus, and helps me not to emphasize myself, pointing out that my love is His love given to me, His love which rescues me.

“Here’s a flower for the Immaculate Conception; thanks for rescuing me, Jesus; I love you both.”

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3 responses to “Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (little kid style in prayer edition)

  1. My prayer at the elevation of the Eucharist is, “I am sorry You had to suffer for my sins, but I’m glad you did, Jesus. I love you and thank You! My Lord and my God”

  2. sanfelipe007

    Let me risk “going off the rails.”
    The more I say “I love you” to Jesus, the easier it gets. Adding a qualifier to the words “I love U” is not, I think, unlike the fig leaves Adam and Eve used to fashion an apron; it was unnecessary to use it. I want to say: “The fig leaf is the lie we tell ourselves, not the lie we tell God.”
    Do we wonder if one would, or could love God without the promise of salvation? Out of hope, I will say Yes! Does the witness of Job, in a sense, point us to the possibility of unconditional love for God on our part? I have no idea, but if Elijah was taken up to heaven (is that what happened?) before The Resurrection, then He must have fearlessly loved God a lot, yes? Surely if children can love their mother unconditionally, with nothing promised except her unconditional love, then Yes, we can Love God unconditionally, with no other promise but His unconditional Love.
    I’m wondering if suffering isn’t absolutely necessary to love.
    O.k. Now I have gone off the rails. Is this, what it is to be, a “fool for the Lord” or do I need to be set straight?
    That is a great photo comparison, Father.

  3. Father George David Byers

    @sanfelipe007 – let me think on that one. I’m a neophite… But I do remember as a child of, say, 2 1/2, learning to pray and loving the simplicity and love of it, that God was so interested in me as to listen to me, loving me. Squealing for joy as someone once put it. 😉

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