Daily Scripture

Friday May 2, 2008

+ Sixth Week in Easter

There is a time for speaking but there must be a reason.

Readings: Acts 18:9-18 Psalm 47 Ephesians 4:2-7 John 16:2-23

One night while Paul was in Corinth, the Lord said to him in a vision, “Do not be afraid. Go on speaking and do not be silent, for I am with you.”[Acts 18:9]

Sooner or later, we are / will be held accountable for what we say and do. I’m not referring to ‘divine judgment’ after death but to our accountability on earth.

Paul believed he was accountable to the Lord, rather than to civil rulers. His crime was the preaching of the good news. But Paul also held himself accountable to the people who could surely speak in his behalf were they to have had that opportunity. No ‘empathy deficit’ nor ‘apathy surplus’ there!

We are fast approaching Pentecost. Although Easter, Ascension and Pentecost are technically one event, we can’t absorb them all at once and so we need to separate them into segments of the one mystery.

It is time for us to get into the full rhythm of the Gospel ‘using words when necessary.’

“There is a time for being silent. And there is a time for speaking out. It is a difficult balance. If we are not aware of how painful it is we have not even begun the journey of the Spirit. Amen?” [George B. Wilson, SJ]


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