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Seeing Jesus

In my Bible class tonight, my teacher told a story about a monk who wanted to see Jesus before he died. While in prayer, Jesus said He would meet the man the next day. The following day, the monk awaited eagerly in his room to meet with Jesus. He didn’t attend Mass as usual. He didn’t serve others as he would normally do. When a fellow monk came to check on him, he sent him away. By the end of the day, the monk had not seen Jesus and prayed asking Him where He was. Jesus answered that he was in the Mass, in the people he should have served, and even in his brother who he sent away. I loved the story and wanted to get all the details right before telling my version here. So, of course, I googled it. I was amazed that the first thing that popped up was a blog post of a priest friend of mine. The post is his homily from Advent 8 years ago almost to the day. In the post, my friend tells a similar story, but it highlights a monastery who is told that one among them is Jesus. All the monks begin treating each other just a little differently because any of them could actually be Jesus. Of course, the lesson in both stories is that Jesus dwells in each one of us, and in each person we encounter. I loved the message. And I love the fact that God pointed me directly to a friend who has been instrumental in my faith life and that of my children.

I Found God today remembering Jesus dwells in each of us and He cares very much for us.

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