You know the drill. Unless a seed falls into the ground and dies it remains just a seed, but if it dies it bears fruit thirty, sixty and a hundred fold. But, I mean, what’s the analogy to the spiritual life with that?
If we take up our crosses daily, dying to ourselves so as to live for Christ Jesus, following Him, it means we are going against the consequences of original sin and whatever of our own rubbish (that being the daily cross of weakness of mind, weakness of will, emotions all over the place, sickness and physical dying), going against these by not caving into any untowardness, any weakness, any sin, not living by way of our make-pretend love, our make-pretend respect for others, but following Jesus and living by His love, His truth, His goodness and kindness.
And that doesn’t necessarily mean doing anything, for we might not be able to do anything if our circumstances are such that we can’t do much of anything. But we will bear fruit thirty, sixty and a hundredfold. If we are living in the state of grace, in friendship with Mary’s Son, Jesus, our very lives in and of themselves are acts of intercession for all the members of the Body of Christ.
Precious in the eyes of God is the death of His faithful ones. Precious.
Speaking of death, and I know this is terribly presumptuous, and puts people laughing at me, but really, the truth of the matter is that I just so very much want to go to heaven. I know I’m not ready. I know I could never by truly ready. Jesus is truly good and kind, and I trust in Him. After all, He’s Mary’s Son. Right?
On the one hand, all the saints said that they could do ever so much more for all of us from heaven, when, freed from this body of sin and death, they could intercede for us with all freedom from heaven. Yes, I suppose. But, on the other hand, if we, burdened down with weakness, are living in the state of grace, that’s already very very much indeed.