Lord, my cup must be emptied
before it can be filled.
If it is already full, it can’t be filled again
except by emptying it out.
In order to fill anything
there must be a hollowed out space.
Otherwise it can’t receive.
This is especially true of your word.
In order to receive it,
we must be hollowed out.
We must be capable of receiving it,
emptied of the false self
and its endless demands.
When Christ came,
there was no room in the inn.
It was full.
The inn is a symbol of my heart.
Your word, Christ,
can take root only in a hollow.
William Breault, SJ, 1926 – 2015, writer and artist in California
Hearts on Fire Praying with Jesuits slightly modified