Mission of the Soul
Jesus used stories. This is a story about how millions of people had their lives changed forever. It is every soul’s story. We all were created from a gesture of love, although sometimes we have to go back a generation or two. The story is about a tear in the soul. It is about being vulnerable to trust another soul.
Because Soul, by nature, is difficult to define yet is felt in moments of “lived truth,” perhaps Soul is the grail where spirituality, philosophy and psychology converge (Cosineau, 1994).
On many occasions I have seen the soul leave the physical body. Sometimes this “soul rising” occurs before the person actually stops breathing. However, most times the soul leaves simultaneously at the time a doctor would declare a person dead.
Every body and soul needs a family and relationships in order to survive and thrive. Every body and soul is in need of abundant love and joy and sorrow. We all need peace, boy to we need peace! We also need just the right amount of discipline, tensions, anxieties, sufferings and crosses to grow to be healthy and wise. We can still flourish without the traditional family of mother and father, limbs or eyesight, or the normal mental capacities. But we must have love from others in order to become what we were created to be: a stunning, magnificent, and beautiful soul!
One story passed on to us is when Jesus was just a few weeks from his death, a man ran up to him and knelt down. He blurted out a question. “Good teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus answered him by saying, “Why do you call me good? No one is good but God alone. You know the commandments. You shall not kill. You shall not steal. You shall not commit adultery. You shall not defraud. Honor your mother and father.” The earnest man shared without boasting, “Sir, I have kept all of these since my youth.”
Jesus looked at him and loved him. “You are lacking one thing. Go sell what you have and give alms to the poor and you will have treasures in heaven. Then come and follow me.” He bowed his head and went away sad because he had many possessions.
The silence that follows is unbearable. It feels soulless, but it is really soulful. The man needed nothing else in the world and he blew it. Can you imagine if he had allowed the Love from Jesus to permeate his body and soul? If I knew that I missed that opportunity, the trillion-dollar look, I would lose all hope.
The Good News is that the impossible is still possible with God. Our mission that goes beyond lent and Easter is a mission possible. The Soul can only awaken in a place of solitude. Our attitude must be soulitude. Soulitude is when we actively seek God with all our heart, mind, strength and soul. We seek God beyond the loneliness and isolation, the hostilities and persecutions, the illusions and boredom. God is waiting for us.
This story and mission possible is about journeying into cultural and religious warfare only to discover that the war is within my own soul. This mission is more difficult than making it to the Final Four as a 16 seeded basketball team.
Our mission will explore the dark night of the soul. Our mission is to turn the place of utter isolation into solitude, unbearable hostility into hospitality, and our illusions into nourishing prayer. Within the dark nights of the soul, there really is hope. The soul is wounded physically, emotionally and morally. But God heals. Hope is life.
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Having a spirit of Soulitude will call us to an authentic life. At Queen of Peace the people have understood stewardship and a genuine love for the poor. When much has been given, more is expected. Jesus is asking us to put out into deep water and lower our nets for a catch. Like Simon Peter at the beginning of his encounter with Jesus, we balk and complain. “Master, we have been working hard at stewardship for over 25 years… but at your command we will lower the nets.”
It is Jesus who calls us to renew ourselves at this mission. Even if you struggle with lent, keep asking Jesus to help you in this journey into the desert. Pray for me. No prophet is accepted in his native home. I am borderline native even if I have a graduate degree from Mississippi State. Please do not lose sight of the fact that Jesus was rejected by his own people. This mission will hopefully inspire us to experience Jesus’ look of love… and respond better than the man who bowed his head prayerfully and went away sad.
I am about to tell this story.
You are about to tell this story.
We are about to tell this story.
The birth of a soul,
The tear in the dark night,
and the death consubstantial with the Beloved.
When God falls in love with us, it means that God cannot go on living without us. God suffers at times like a parent who mourns a child or a grandchild. There is no consoling of God’s broken heart and soul.
God so loved the world that God became one heart, one mind, one strength and one soul with us.
God and we became
Without God we have no life, birth soul, spirit
Without You and Me God no longer has life, birth, soul or spirit.
St. Teresa was correct: God has no hands, no feet, no soul without us.
You see, God really loves us. God looks at us and loves us.
When the man bows his head and goes away because of his possessions taking priority, do we see and acknowledge that Jesus weeps and mourns for this beloved man? Do we see the tear… the tear of his soul.
Because God is in every cell and fiber and spiritual sense of every sing human being…
It was actually God, my Beloved, that I experienced in every casualty, death and grieving mother, father, spouse, child and friend destroyed by the violence of war or sexual abuse.
My mission is God’s mission.
You and I have been anointed and loved by Jesus, the Beloved, (Just as Fathers Jeff, Brian and Kaz) to bring great news to the poor (in spirit, mind, heart and soul).
God sends us to proclaim liberty to captives (by their sins, addictions, and possessions).
God sends us to aid in the recovery of the blind, especially the inwardly blind.
Jesus calls us to smash the yoke of those oppressed in any way, shape or form.
We are God’s lovers. Let us give it all away. We must be bread to the hungry at our doors. Open the gates, bring the robe and rings. Lavish the hungry with the plenty we have received in the Word and Love of God.
As Christians we receive God’s gifts gratefully,
cultivate them responsibly,
share them lovingly in justice with others,
and return them with increase to the Lord.
O Lord, my heart is not proud
nor are my eyes haughty
I do not busy myself with great matters,
with things to sublime for me.
Rather, I have stilled my soul,
hushed it like a weaned child.
Like a weaned child on its mothers lap,
so is my soul within me.
Israel, those who wrestle with God, hope in the Lord (Beloved),
now and forever.
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