Dear God, I cannot love Thee the way I want to. You are the slim crescent of a moon that I see and my self is the earth’s shadow that keeps me from seeing all the moon. The crescent is very beautiful and perhaps that is all one like I am should or could see; but what I am afraid of, dear God, is that my self shadow will grow so large that it blocks the whole moon, and that I will judge myself by the shadow that is nothing.
I do not know You God because I am in the way. Please help me to push myself aside.
The Works of Mercy are an abiding norm for the Catholic Worker Movement. Dorothy Day and Peter Maurin lived lives of “active love” built on these precepts.
In Christian tradition they are…
The corporal works of mercy: feeding the hungry giving drink to the thirsty clothing the naked offering hospitality to the homeless caring for the sick visiting the imprisoned burying the dead
The spiritual works of mercy: admonishing the sinner instructing the ignorant counseling the doubtful comforting the sorrowful bearing wrongs patiently forgiving all injuries praying for the living and the dead
Love and ever more love is the only solution to every problem that comes up. If we love each other enough, we will bear with each others faults and burdens. If we love enough, we are going to light that fire in the hearts of others. And it is love that will burn out the sins and hatreds that sadden us. It is love that will make us want to do great things for each other. No sacrifice and no suffering will then seem too much. Yes, I see only too clearly how bad people are. I wish I did not see it so. It is my own sins that give me such clarity.