Come, Holy Spirit

 God's greatest gift to a mother is that of her child. In Spanish, I was taught the phrase "dar la luz", or "to give light", for when a mother delivers her child into the world. This image of having a light within me, being the child in my womb, is also a great visual for life in the Spirit. As Jesus is the Light of the World, we share in His glorious Light when we are with child. What joy!


Similarly, just as the strong gush of wind blew into the Upper room, as His breath of fresh life, we must continue boldly sharing Christ's love onto others. The Catechism of the Catholic Church (CCC) notes parents have responsibility to bear witness and educate in the virtues of Christ from as early an age to their child as able. The CCC also defines the Holy Spirit as, (CCC 733) "God's love poured into our hearts", its fruits being (CCC 736) "love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control." Who will be called more to share the gifts of the Spirit with more than that of our own flesh and blood? We are not called to exist in solidarity, but in unity with each other through family, forever serving each other with tenderness and fidelity (CCC 2223). Through the Holy Spirit we hold an everlasting exchange in our souls of God's divine mercy and love. 


Come, Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of Your faithful and kindle in them the fire of Your love. Send forth Your Spirit and they shall be created. And You shall renew the face of the earth.

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