July 12, 2018 Thursday of the 14th Week in Ordinary Time-B
Hosea 11:1-4, 8-9
Yet though I stooped to feed my child, they did not know I was their healer. Hosea 11:3
Lord, I so remember the days when I was a rebellious teenager. I thought I knew everything that was good for me. I recall my disregard for my parents’ guidance and I so regret my disobedience. Yet they too stooped to feed me and tried their best to set me on the right path. Lord, this poem by Hosea is all too true. Despite our failures to trust and obey you, you remain faithful and always call us to come back. You urge us to come closer to you. I repent of my pride and arrogance, my independence, and forgetting your great love for me. Thank you for your patience and your faithfulness. You are not like me, and that is a good thing. How many times have you forgiven my failures and stooped to hold me close to you, kissing my cheeks. How many times have you swallowed your anger and given me another chance. Pity me, Jesus, and shed your infinite mercy upon me. Please don’t give up on me but continue to heal me and love me like a gentle parent. Amen.