Sacred Heart, and a Year for Priests

I’m all set to write something and suddenly I cannot upload images because my computer crashes all the time!  That and evidently there are some java issues going on.  But that won’t get me down because I, of course, can cleverly post images via source codes. Sacred Heart

EWTN’s site has a beautiful Act of Consecration to the Sacred Heart of Jesus which is entirely appropriate for today’s Feast.

Someone was asking about the picture of the lamb I posted the other day, and it actually has to do with one of my favorite Scripture passages, John 1:5 ,  “the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not comprehended it” (depending of course upon your translation.)   The lamb is the light of the world, see.  When we experience darkness in our lives, it’s good to think upon Christ shining in the darkness, always reaching out to us, always calling us to himself, into his Sacred Heart.

I was thinking about this yesterday because of Vincent Van Gogh‘s painting Starry Night.

Starry Starry Night

Van Gogh was of course insane… people ponder that perhaps his entire life was a spiritual journey. But then elsewhere I read that his spiritual life would be gone because he suffered with addictions to absinthe, alcohol, God knows what else. And I was left to ponder upon Christ’s work in our lives.

You see, for everyone, because everyone is addicted to something even if it’s coffee or chocolate (and thank God there is chocolate,) or operates at some level of dysfunction, (it’s referred to as a part of original sin by some, or as part of our fallen human nature,) Jesus Christ reaches out as the Divine Healer. All through the Gospels he goes out to the leper, goes out to the blind man, cures them, heals them, makes them whole, brings them back into the fold, back to the Father.

Especially when we are wounded or wandering, lost in a sea of brokeness, we should be aware of God’s presence mysteriously in our lives because he goes after the lost sheep with ardor. How much would he search for that one lost sheep while the other 99 were safe, and how much would he rejoice when we came back into the fold.

Greatly. Very much greatly.

Jesus …

I beseech Thee, through Thine infinite Goodness, grant that my name be engraved upon Thy Heart, for in this I place all my happiness and all my glory, to live and to die as one of Thy devoted servants.