October 29

Fifteenth Tuesday after Trinity

If God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall He not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? S. Matthew 6:30.

Jesus says to each of us: "O ye of little faith, oh why will ye not trust in Me? It is all I ask in return for My love. Recline yourselves on Me; in My Bosom ye shall find peace for all your cares. I have left the riches and glories of heaven; I have emptied Myself of all My greatness, and become poorer than any of you, in order that ye may trust Me, and that trusting in Me, all which I have may be yours." Personal trust in Jesus can never fail, for He Who gave it upholds it. Only faith cannot endure without love, nor can love endure in total unlikeness. In vain do we think that we love God if we obey Him not. How can we think that we love Him if we do not trust Him, and if our will is at variance with His, if our affections are far from Him, our ways contradictory? Perfect trust and perfect love have no disharmony of will. God give us grace so to lay to heart our ways that we may weary of all which is not His—from Him, to Him, and through Him.

Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art!

That, that alone can be my soul's true rest.

Thy love, not mine, bids fear and doubt depart,

And stills the tempest of my tossing breast.

Girt with the love of God on every side,

Breathing that love as heaven's own healing air,

I work or wait, still following my Guide,

Braving each foe, escaping every snare.