What kind of Ground am I?
Mood:
quizzical
I spent time reflecting with Mark 4:1-20 today and I wonder what kind of soil I am. Sometimes I am afraid that I am the rocky ground with little soil. The seed of God's love falls down and springs up really fast, but there are no roots. I don't want to be this kind of ground. I am trying so hard to establish my roots. I don't want the Word to spring up to new life and die within me because of lack of roots.
I want to be the fertile ground. I want to be able to support and maintain new life. I want the Word to take firm root deep in my soul, so that I, like Our Lady, may give a resounding YES to God throughout my lifetime. God knows that I can't do this alone, so I must lean on Him, grasping on for dear life. I feel so unworthy to be called by God to consider Religious Life. Will I be able to stand on the shoulders of these AWESOME women who have come before me?
I want my roots to entangle with theirs. I want to grow with them and IN them so that I might be able to carry on the DREAM of the congregation. God will be my guide, for with Him, nothing is impossible. Not even the dream of one so unworthy. I want to carry God's love to others...to be the fertile soil in which others will one day entangle their roots with mine and bring forth the Kingdom of Our Beloved.
God help me to firmly establish my roots in You. Amen.