I wish I could offer you
a reasonably clean
and swept house
to dwell in,
but I can’t.
I can say – and know the meaning of –
” I am not worthy to have you
come under my roof….”
But you are already there!
Living among the once-flourishing idols.
The floor is dirty
and at times the room is airless-
even for me!
I am ashamed of your presence there,
yet you slept in a cave
and on a donkey’s back at night
under the desert stars.
So, if I can’t change your accommodations,
let me rejoice all the same
that you are present.
I must believe strongly, Lord,
that I can’t question this:
that you are home
and my greatest sin, Lord Christ,
is that I don’t want to be a sinner!
Nor do I easily accept it – still,
But hope is like a green shoot
in the midst of an airless, disordered world.
And that hope comes from your Spirit.
I rest in that hope, Lord.
William Breault, SJ, 1926 – 2015, writer and artist in California
When [Jesus] had finished speaking, He said to Simon,
“Put out into the deep water and let down your nets for a catch.”
Simon answered and said, “Master, we worked hard all night and caught nothing,
but I will do as You say and let down the nets.”
When they had done this, they enclosed a great quantity of fish,
and their nets began to break;
so they signaled to their partners in the other boat for them to come and help them.
And they came and filled both of the boats, so that they began to sink.
But when Simon Peter saw that, he fell down at Jesus’ feet, saying,
“Go away from me Lord, for I am a sinful man!”