Today’s Gospel opens under the heavy shadow of John the Baptist’s martyrdom. We find Jesus withdrawing to a "deserted place," a move that is as much about strategic retreat as it is about the human need to mourn a friend and precursor. Yet, even in this remote and dangerous locale, the crowds refuse to let Him go. They are hungry—not just for bread, but for a presence that transcends the darkness of Herod’s court. Their desperate trek into the wilderness reminds us that Christ’s charisma isn't just a magnetic personality; it is the light of the world piercing through a moment of profound earthly sorrow.For the biblically minded, this scene is a stark reflection of the "permanent condition" of our fallen world. Like the prophets before Him, Jesus is hunted and forced into exile, proving that those who speak for God are rarely at home in a world governed by conflict. We often find ourselves in our own "deserted places," feeling the sting of loss or the weight of a culture that feels increasingly hostile to the Gospel. However, it is precisely in this wilderness—far from the comforts of the status quo—that we realize our deep longing for every word that comes from the mouth of God. In the desert of our lives, Christ does not just meet us; He prepares to feed us.
I am just beginning to dive into the beautiful, ancient devotion to the Five Wounds of Jesus, and I wanted to share a bit of the journey with you. It can feel a little overwhelming at first to look at the Crucifix this closely, but I’ve found such a gentle guide in St. Bernard of Clairvaux . In his Jubilee Rhythm on the Passion, Bernard doesn't treat the wounds of Jesus as distant historical facts or sights to be avoided. Instead, he approaches them with the tenderness of a friend, speaking directly to the feet, hands, side, and face of our Lord. For someone like me who is just starting out, his rhythm teaches that prayer isn't just about reciting words; it’s a holy hide-and-seek. Bernard invites us to literally hide ourselves within these wounds, seeing them as clefts in the rock where we can find shelter when our own lives feel turbulent or heavy. As I start this process, I’ve been practicing what I call gazing and greeting. Following Bernard’s lead, I look at the Crucifix an...
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