"Jesus didn't 'shed a tear', he looked down on his people and wept. He sat down, and cried. Cried to his father, cried for himself, his people. He grieved for them. Could you imagine standing there, with Jesus our savior and life, grieving for his people? Sitting down, and weeping for the tasks to come? We are told to remind ourselves, 'What would Jesus do?' I want you to take a moment with Jesus, weeping beside you, and ask yourself, 'What would I do for Jesus?"
In the crowd you could hear sniffles, it was terribly moving. But it was very intimate and reassuring that maybe sometimes, we must be the miracle.
Which brings me to today. I went to Mass for the first time this month to sing. It was great pieces, many of which reminded me of MMA to be honest. I wore my MMA beads and everything. One year ago from today, I was sitting with my MMA family singing a Japanese hymn that marked the end of my MMA era. So that made it even harder.
This homily today, was given by a woman from our community. I've seen her speak before, and she is just such an inspiration for us, and is a true blessing to have her here. We celebrated the bread of life, and what that really means. She mentioned how we find ourselves blaming God, like the Israelites. They asked for water, and God gave them water, and then they forgot because they were so caught up in what they don't have then what they do. They forgot the miracles. They had to wait 40 years to find their homeland, I'm sure after 2 years being told "have faith" works a toll on the soul. But she ended it with...
"May we try to believe in our faith. May we try to believe in the Spirit. May we try and believe in the Miracles."
Count the blessings. Make the miracles the milestones in your life, not all the times where you cried out to the heavens. Don't click your heels three times and give up, don't give your miracles a time limit. But believe that if you keep clicking those heels, it will eventually come.
Look forward to the sunrise.