The Fifth Sunday of the Easter Octave. Moved by the reading, praying through the familiar words and phrases again and again, ‘chewing’ them over and tasting the juicy sweetness of what is given.
Prayer for D who died during an asthma attack, so loved by us for many years. We should have stayed in contact, should have done more when we knew she was unwell, but we couldn’t afford to travel or or help her out. And phone calls went unanswered, the muddle of human connections. She is held close in the Presence of the God she loved and at peace now, I pray. The little lives of struggle and poverty so dear to God.
‘Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling-places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am, there you may be also. And you know the way to the place where I am going.’ Thomas said to him, ‘Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?’ Jesus said to him, ‘I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you know me, you will know my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.’