Come holy spirit

Two very fine threads, through one needle I keep a lot of quilts, thread, and other stuff I teach with in the back of the car because it’s easy for the times when I get to lecture and teach. I’m in a summer slowdown – unless of course your Parish, guild or shop would like to have me visit – so I’ve brought a whole bunch of stuff into the house and right up to my sewing studio. I put some of the thread to immediate good use. I’m quilting. This is much more of a shocker than it might seem at first. It’s been a while since I’ve just quilted for myself, for the sheer joy of watching what happens when. . . As a quilter balanced tension is a desire, goal and requirement. It took a while to learn to balance tension on my machine, particularly when using different thread weight through the top and in the bobbin. In the photo to the left the tension is balanced though the way the light hits in a couple of spots it looks like it’s not. One thread is a shade of purple the other a shade of red. (Shade is used in the broader sense of a part of a color rather than the finer sense of a color deepening through black,) Tension, like so many other words, has more than one meaning. There’s the mechanical components of the machine, needle, thread and the movement of our hands. Then there’s the bodily sense of how I hold my person while I’m doing things. And then there is the spiritual sense of holding two things that seem in opposition to one another in a given moment. The already and not yet. It is so beautifully wild. This morning I woke up earlier than intended with my brain yearning for both sleep and already praying. After trying to go back to sleep my brain said, “okay let’s do this” and I made my way to the dining room table where I spend time intentionally praying. Part of the Sunday ritual is listening to the homilies of Bishop Barron and Fr Mike Schmitz. Below is Bishop Barron’s homily on this Feast of Pentecost, where he brings in Galatians 5:22 where Saint Paul teaches the Fruit of the Spirit. Bishop Barron uses the word “fruits” and while a little annoyance arose in my being as he said this I realized that sometimes a word is used in a way that describes a fullness of being while remaining seemingly singular. In all my years of practicing the title of Vinculum Amoris – Chain or Bond of LOVE – is not a Title of the Holy Spirit I’d heard. I have to say I’m smitten. All fruit of the Holy Spirit is derivative of LOVE. This fruit is our delightfully human way of experiencing our relationship with God. While at first glance these are seemingly different things, they are ways our fragmented human selves experience the restoration, reintegration of our being. And this Fruit is deeply connected to the Golden Rule, summed up in Love God, Love your Neighbor, Love Yourself – a trinity of relationship. There is always a time when things seem messy in this relationship with God. Often when things are messy we begin to wonder where God is and this is a good wondering. Our human go-to is to either abandon this relationship or to pursue other avenues of prayer, worship etc. I am beginning to understand that there is a need for steadiness, allowing my heart (soul) come to rest so I am able to listen, see, hear, feel, taste. This is that tension, the already and not yet, the stillness and moving. Through the last few years I’ve still quilted for the what I need to do of it all. I knew that underneath somewhere is the quilting for joy. In this quilting there is the same, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” experience that I’ve had in the reading, formation and prayer. This Joy is something to hold on to when things feel slightly out or wildly of sorts. Come Holy Spirit! This post feels like it’s ending a little weirdly. I’m okay with that. Teri

DAILY HOLY MASS READINGS Open our heart, O Lord, to accept the words of your Son. ACTS 16:14 1 SAMUEL 1:20-22,24-28 My Soul's Beloved, All I have You have given me. You have blessed me immensely from the moment I was conceived in my mother's womb and You have been with me always. Thank You for the children You blessed me with and one that in Your wisdom You took to Yourself. All my children O Lord I have always offered to You, even though they are mine, the first belonged to You and they are Yours forever. Beloved, Hannah longed for a child with a longing that consumed her whole being and she pleaded with God to give her her heart's desire and God did bless her with a son, Samuel. God had taken away her shame and her disgrace but she did not cling to the gift that was given to her but freely, unreservedly gave him back to God. Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the Living God, I give You my family, my children, and I ask nothing more than this Beloved, that You keep them save in Your love and bring them home at last to Yourself eternally. Hannah conceived and gave birth to a son, and called him Samuel ‘since’ she said ‘I asked the Lord for him.’ When she had weaned him, she took him up with her together with a three-year-old bull, an ephah of flour and a skin of wine, and she brought him to the temple of the Lord at Shiloh; and the child was with them. They slaughtered the bull and the child’s mother came to Eli. She said, ‘If you please, my lord. As you live, my lord, I am the woman who stood here beside you, praying to the Lord. This is the child I prayed for, and the Lord granted me what I asked him. Now I make him over to the Lord for the whole of his life. He is made over to the Lord.’ PSALM 83(84):2-3,5-6,9-10 My Soul's Beloved, We are Yours purchased by Your Blood. We belong irrevocably to You and we are happy and fulfilled when we nestle close to Your Heart. It is when we wander away from the path of holiness and righteousness that we fall prey to the wiles of the Enemy. Grant us wisdom, Lord, that we may always say no to the flesh and to keep our gaze fixed on the prize which is the Kingdom of God. Lord God, our Savior, and Redeemer, never let us be parted from You. Reach out to us and prevent us from making choices that lead us astray. You give us life and You fill us with Your Spirit as long as we are united with You we will live the abundant life and bear good fruit, fruit that will last. My Lord and my God, be merciful to us O Lord and do not permit us to stray from You and finally bring us safely to our rest never to be parted from You. How lovely is your dwelling place, Lord, God of hosts. My soul is longing and yearning, is yearning for the courts of the Lord. They are happy who dwell in your house, O Lord. O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer, give ear, O God of Jacob. Turn your eyes, O God, our shield, look on the face of your anointed. They are happy who dwell in your house, O Lord. 1 JOHN 3:1-2,21-24 My Soul's Beloved, We are baptized into Your Body and are members of the family of God. We are privileged to call God, Your Father, our Abba. You have poured Your Holy Spirit into our hearts and it is the Spirit that enables us to cry out, to the glory of God, that You are Lord.  Beloved, how easily we could have been born outside the faith, outside the Church, but through no merit of ours except Your sheer goodness and mercy, we were born in a Catholic home and received the free gift of faith. Thank You, Lord, for not permitting us to stray too far from embrace in our Youth and when we were tempted to do so, You led us back gently back into the fold. My Lord, I believe, in Your time and in Your way You will bring back every member of my family home to the Catholic Church for only in her do You dwell in fullness and in truth. Grant the gift of Baptism to those in my family who are not baptized. I know You will hear and answer me for this is the desire of our Father as well.  Sacred Heart of Jesus, I place all my trust in You. My dear people, if we cannot be condemned by our own conscience, we need not be afraid in God’s presence, and whatever we ask him, we shall receive, because we keep his commandments and live the kind of life that he wants. His commandments are these: that we believe in the name of his Son Jesus Christ and that we love one another as he told us to. Whoever keeps his commandments lives in God and God lives in him. We know that he lives in us by the Spirit that he has given us. LUKE 2:41-52 My Soul's Beloved, For twelve years You lived quietly under the loving and watchful gaze of Mother Mary and Joseph. Yes, You were the Son of Mary but they were also aware that You were the Son of God and they only knew as much about Your divinity as was revealed to them, which was not much. They accepted everything on faith. Having been chosen by God to nurture, watch over, and protect the Child they surrendered their whole lives to fulfilling the great honor God had bestowed on them. When as usual, that year, they prepared for the yearly trip to Jerusalem for the feast of Passover they had no way of knowing that everything would change for them from then on. The journey to Jerusalem was unremarkable, they had made this journey to and fro without incident for eleven years and had no reason to believe that his trip would be any different. On the way back home to Nazareth, after a day's journey, everything changed for Mary and Joseph. One can only imagine the terror that struck them when they discovered You were not with the caravan. My Lord and my God, parents from time immemorial have suffered because of their children. The terror, sorrow, and numbing grief that strikes the hearts of parents is so great and never quite leaves us. We can lose our children in so many ways and there are times that they may never return. In times like these Lord, we can turn to Mary and Joseph and take comfort that they too suffered as we do and they will pray and intercede for us. It is hard O Lord not to cling to our children. We learn from Hannah to give back to God what He has freely given us. We learn from Mary and Joseph to not give up hope but to search for You until we find You. Too often we lose You because of wrong choices that we make and they take us further and further away from You but if we keep our gaze on You and look for You with a contrite heart and a broken spirit we will find You.  Mary and Joseph were struck with wonder when they did find You on the third day and their hearts were filled with joy. Yet the sorrow never quite left them even though You returned home to Nazareth with them and from then on You were obedient to them as You grew in age and wisdom. Mary, in particular, we are told, kept all these things in her heart and pondered on them. Lord Jesus, grant us the grace also to keep Your Word in our hearts, ponder on all that happens to us in the light of the Gospel, and allow all that occurs in our lives to be moments in which we grow in wisdom and in stature after the heart, mind, and will of God. Every year the parents of Jesus used to go to Jerusalem for the feast of the Passover. When he was twelve years old, they went up for the feast as usual. When they were on their way home after the feast, the boy Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem without his parents knowing it. They assumed he was with the caravan, and it was only after a day’s journey that they went to look for him among their relations and acquaintances. When they failed to find him they went back to Jerusalem looking for him everywhere. Three days later, they found him in the Temple, sitting among the doctors, listening to them, and asking them questions; and all those who heard him were astounded at his intelligence and his replies. They were overcome when they saw him, and his mother said to him, ‘My child, why have you done this to us? See how worried your father and I have been, looking for you.’ ‘Why were you looking for me?’ he replied. ‘Did you not know that I must be busy with my Father’s affairs?’ But they did not understand what he meant. He then went down with them and came to Nazareth and lived under their authority. His mother stored up all these things in her heart. And Jesus increased in wisdom, in stature, and in favour with God and men.