This
weekend, because our catechumens in the RCIA program are going through the
first scrutiny, we hear the readings from Cycle A instead of Cycle B.
We can thirst for a lot of things in life. We can thirst for meaning. We can thirst
for popularity or success in our job. We can thirst for material things. Mary Oliver, a very beloved American poet who has been recognized with the
Pulitzer Prize for Literature and the National Book Award, has a poem entitled
“Thirst.” Her poem “Thirst” begins this
way: “Another morning and I wake with thirst for the goodness I do not have.” Oliver sees God in the nature around her. She hears God teaching her many lessons in
her life. Through her thirst, she prays for a goodness of spirit, to learn about this goodness little by little each day.
Oliver could thirst for many things in life, but she thirsts for this goodness of
spirit.
When we thirst for something with our souls, it is like how our body thirsts
for water. It is something we cannot
live without. On my pilgrimage in Spain, walking 7 or 8 hours a day, you can imagine how
one’s body needs water and food to carry on. There are usually stores and restaurants and water fountains along the way to
fill up our water bottles, but during the winter months, a lot of the stores
and restaurants are not open and a lot of the fountains were frozen or not
working. So getting enough water can be
challenging. One day, I ran out of water early and found nowhere to fill up my water bottle. Meeting some other pilgrims on the trail, I told them I was desperate for
water. Thankfully, one of them had an
extra bottle of water which they gave to me. Boy, was I relieved and very grateful.
Moses was leading the people in the desert to the promised land in the reading
we hear from Exodus. The people were confused and frustrated and very thirsty. They had no water. They thought they would die of their thirst. Their violent confrontation with Moses has him so scared that he was afraid the
people would stone him to death. In their thirst, the Israelites wondered if God was really with them. They wondered if he had abandoned them on
their journey. The Lord instructs Moses to strike the rock of Horeb, from which flowed water
for the people to drink. It is interesting that Horeb means “dry” or “desolate”. The people indeed felt dry and desolate on
their journey. In the midst of their fears and their
thirst, God gives them a sign that he is with them, that he has not abandoned. He not only gives them water to satisfy their
physical thirst, but he sends them a sign of encouragement and hope that will
satisfy the thirst in their souls. We can have thirst in our souls on our journey, a thirst that we think can
never be satisfied. Our suffering and our fears and our longings, the emptiness we may feel in our
lives – all this may seem so overwhelming that we feel as abandoned as the
Israelites in the desert. The thirst that we feel in our souls does not mean that we are outside the will
of God. It does not mean that we are outside the realm of his kingdom. We may be following God’s will in our lives, but we may still suffer, we may
still feel frustration and confusion, we may still feel a deep-seeded thirst. Yet, God will still turn our thirst and our sufferings into something much
greater than what we can ever imagine. The thirst Jesus has the courage to express is a great example for us. It
accompanies us on our journey. And our own thirst helps points us in the right direction – it points us to
Jesus and to the Father. It inspires us
to continue on our journey of faith, on our journey through these days of Lent.
Let us open our hearts to that thirst.
Thirst
By
Mary Oliver
Another
morning and I wake with thirst
for
the goodness I do not have. I walk
out
to the pond and all the way God has
given
us such beautiful lessons. Oh Lord,
I
was never a quick scholar but sulked
and
hunched over my books past the hour
and
the bell; grant me, in your mercy,
a
little more time. Love for the earth
and
love for you are having such a long
conversation
in my heart. Who knows what
will
finally happen or where I will be sent,
yet
already I have given a great many things
away,
expecting to be told to pack nothing,
except
the prayers which, with this thirst,
I
am slowly learning.
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