Gospel of the day...

Tuesday 17/JUL/12
Gospel of the day

Mt 11, 20-24.

Miracles.

Jesus began to berate those cities where he had performed more miracles, because they had become. "Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles done among you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have long since become, putting sackcloth and covering with ash. I assure you, on the day of Judgment, Tyre and Sidon will be treated less rigorously than you. And you, Capernaum, do you think you be exalted to heaven? No, you will be precipitated into hell. For if the mighty works done in you had been done in Sodom, the city still exist. I assure you, on the day of judgment, the land of Sodom is treated less rigorously than you. "

Reflection:

Serious words of Jesus to the cities, despite his having seen so many miracles, did penance and be converted.

And something similar can happen to us Catholics, because we have so many miracles of the Lord among us: the Eucharist, the Mass, Confession, all the sacraments, the Pope is infallible when teaching faith and morals, etc.., Etc. And sometimes it happens that's still not enough to be better, to become closer to the Lord, earnestly trying to be kinder, to be holy.

Consider that to whom more is given, much will be required. This is not to scare but to become aware that God has given us and we are very, very much, and we should be entitled too much.

He has entrusted their treasures to take advantage of that for good, and we must not stand idle, as if the Catholic Church is the center from where it spreads the truth, we can not keep it to ourselves, but must communicate to others, whether by prayer, by word and especially by example.

The Lord has given us much and we want to continue showering gifts, for whom he has will be given more and still have an abundance, but we know take what God entrusts to us and bear fruit. And bear fruit is simply love. Love God with all your soul, and our neighbor as ourselves.

Let us ask the Blessed Virgin the grace to open our eyes and realize that God has given us infinite treasures, of which we demand an accounting of how we have used and if we have multiplied.

Jesus, Mary, I love you, save souls.