His Pain Like Mine

"It began to blow a gale and the waves were breaking into the boat so that it was almost swamped. But He (Jesus) was in the stern, His head on a cushion, asleep." (Mark 4:37,38)

The all powerful God, out of whose Hands planets and galaxies tumbled, became a man and was tired! He had reached a point of physical exhaustion that neither rain, wind nor the shouts of fear-gripped men could overcome.
He was dead tired - every muscle, every bone, every nerve had reached the end of its endurance and sleep alone would bring back that energy so necessary for the human body to function well.

We have all felt tired - tired from work and often tired of work. We all reach a time when we must stop and rest. It is at this time we can relate to Jesus in a very conscious way. He and we know what it means to be worn out. We can unite our fatigue with His and offer it to the Father as a holocaust of love and obedience. Our work, our mission and our state of life accomplished according to His holy Will, make common fatigue a channel of grace and power. It becomes more than the natural consequence of exertion, it becomes a sacrifice of praise - an act of penance - a personal holocaust of love.

 

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