This "new" path I'm walking is as old as Jesus, Mary and Joseph...my spiritual triad. I'm learning to look to Joseph for my do the next thing, to Mary for my ask not, and to Jesus for my counterintuitive acceptance.
It doesn't seem that long ago when I would not acknowledge any of the three as important in my life. I love that Joseph was the last one I recognized, and now I consider him my spiritual guru.
To my reasoning mind, he showed the most faith of anybody in the Bethlehem story not named Jesus. Face it, his fiancée came to him telling him she is pregnant...by the Lord! And he believed her. All else stems from his belief, according to me.
Admittedly, accepting Jesus for my spiritual growth was one of the hardest mountains I had to climb. I doubt I would have even attempted it if I had not been made aware that the Sermon on the Mount was the original textbook for my fellowship.
The quiet word I got, and I cling to, is that Jesus is spiritually essential for my growth, but blabbing his name is ego...so I don't.
Joseph, now. There it is for all the world to see and few to take notice...faith in work clothes. No frills. No razzle-dazzle. I'm convinced he is where Jesus got the grounding for his Sermon...all the Sermon asks of us is that we put the other, any other, ahead of our own self. And didn't Joseph show us how that is done? Indeed.
Thank you.
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