ALL FLESH IS GRASS

PRAYER MOMENT 

Tuesday 9 December 2014

ALL FLESH IS GRASS

             

Pause. Enter into the stillness of God within.

Reading: “All flesh is grass and its beauty like the wild flower’s. The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on them.” (Isaiah 40:1-11)

Reflection. There is no grass on the moon. There is no life there. Grass is a sign of life and source of life. But it doesn’t last. For Isaiah it is a sign that life passes quickly and we fade. I have in mind a family with attractive children and grandchildren. You look at the photos of past years and say, ‘How beautiful!’ And then you look at the grandparents, worn by age and illness, bearing up well but struggling. Advent is that time when we root our hope in what lasts. God is forming us for life with him. He is gathering his lost sheep, every one. Yes, we are to relish the present and its joys and challenges. But this is also a time to raise our eyes to our destiny and hear the words of Isaiah, ‘Say to the towns of Juda, “Here is your God!”’   

Prayer. Lord, give us that passion to relish life and all its moments while at the same time knowing that it is a journey to you. Amen.  

David Harold-Barry SJ