Resting in Peace
S. Kathryn James Hermes, F.S.P.
Living Faith Apr-May-June 2009

He was asleep  Matthew 8:24

When I was in my 30s and finishing my theology degree, I remember being concerned that ill health might cut my life short--that all my education might never be used.  Perhaps it was subtle anxiety that I might never make my mark in the world.  Recently I've caught myself confiding to God that I wouldn’t mind if he took me today or tomorrow.  I've realized I can't really amass merits. There is no heavenly "bank account" I can fill.  Life doesn't allow one to build a monument to the Lord, much  less to oneself.

More and more I find myself simply worshiping, surrendering in the moment, not needing to grasp it, built on it, categorize it.  It can pass, just like every other present moment, because all that is necessary will be given me.

Someone once told me she wanted to be able to sleep during the storms of life, just as Jesus had in the boat. At the time, I thought it a rather creative understanding of the gospel passage. Now I think I'm beginning to understand what she meant:  Absolute confidence in the face of life or death helps us to remain at peace.

Reflection
Easier said then done;
But I think, easier as one gets older--
At least that's the hope. crsr