Tandem Riding Report June 28. Today's ride was canceled as the captain took off in a red Mini Cooper and the Stoker took a long nap... Make that two long naps. Mother Nature has gone totally out of control with her hot flashes.When it gets to be over 100 degrees the blacktop is something like 160 degrees. When I was a little kid we loved the hot weather. It was fun to find bubbles in the tar and pop them with a stick or a nail. Mother Nature even let out a few grumbles (thunder) and blown off some steam with some pretty strong winds today. I got up early this morning for a ride on my roadie but when I felt the air temp it was easy to go back to sleep. Took care of the dogs and horses and got cleaned up for church. Backed the car out of the garage and out of the corner of my eye I saw something that was not supposed to be there. A horse! My big mare that I had just finished doctoring. I got the horse back in and thought I was late for church but Fr Luis had trouble with the sound system so I was good. The reading today concentrated on healing. The woman with the 12 year hemorrhage had dared to touch Jesus' cloak. She was poor, a woman and considered unclean due to her illness. Yet her belief healed her. What faith she had! Jesus felt the power go out of him and turned around to say "Who touched me?" In the crowd around him he was touched and jostled and bumped alot. But the power of healing went out to only the one person, the one who believed. Her admission to Jesus that she had touched his cloak took great courage as this bold action could have brought her death. Fr Luis reminded us that even with our physical illnesses the greatest thing we need healing from is fear. Think about it, aren't most of our actions based in fear? Most of are negative emotions are buried in fear. Why do we get angry, carry anger around with us and not let it go. Anger is based in fear because we are afraid if someone touches us, or thinks differently than us or influences us we are vulnerable to harm.
Many former Catholics joke about the Catholic guilt. I remember having that guilt. But it wasn't because I was Catholic. It came from fear. Fear if I didn't behave a certain way the nun was going to whack me with a ruler. That fear lead to many physical symptoms that I help onto in to adult life. Fear of telling what I really believed. Fear that it wasn't OK to accept what I could bear to accept at the time, and let the rest be...Fear of the mystery that was a vengeful GOD and is loving GOD.
After being diagnosed I let it go, the anger, the guilt, the fear. There were a few rough moments in the process, but "I" began to emerge.
Fr Luis said "When you walk out of this church today you will be healed of the illness of fear" Jesus feels you reach and touch His cloak. Because you believe you are healed.
Deliver us, Lord, from every evil, and grant us peace in our day. In your mercy keep us free from sin and protect us from all anxiety as we wait in joyful hope for the coming of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
Amen
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