June 21, 2015 – Twelfth Sunday of ordinary time
Job 38:1,8-11; 2 Corinthians 5:14-17; Mark 4:35-40
Gerry Pierce, CSSR
According to one version of the Exodus story, when Moses and the Israelites were crossing the Red Sea the whole court of heaven was at a standstill, every angel was holding it’s breath, looking over the parapets of heaven as the forces of Pharaoh pursued the escaping Israelites. When the seas closed in drowning the pursuing Egyptians there was a deafening applause in the heavenly chambers. Then someone took a look at God the Father. He was crying. When asked how he could be sad he answered, “The Egyptians were also my children!”
In today’s Gospel we see the disciples trying to escape from the crowds. Jesus is tired and asleep on a cushion at the stern of the boat. But the fact that the master is aboard does not prevent them from hitting one of those flash storms that happen frequently on the Sea of Galilee. The apostles try to cope on their own but eventually they have to wake Jesus up: “Does it not matter to you that we are going to drown?” He showed that they did matter to him and he calmed the storm.
Like the disciples we can feel that we need a break because we have been working so hard—especially if we have been working in the Lord’s own vineyard. If a storm comes we resent it; did we not deserve the break? We try to cope using our own resources. But soon we panic and realize that we need to wake up the Lord that we have allowed to sleep within us. When we return to him in trusting prayer he wakes up within us and restores peace to our hearts and to our surroundings.
It is by constant trusting prayer that we keep in touch with Jesus who is ever in our hearts whether we sleep or are awake. He is there with a love that we cannot take away and that knows no barriers of sex, race or religion. The silent presence to that presence is perhaps the most uniting activity that this world knows.