Clay in the Hands

This morning as part of my morning reading, I picked up Thomas Merton’s A Book of Hours.  I read him fairly regularly and when I do, I rarely come away from the experience disappointed.  Take a look at this and let it rest on your soul for a few minutes

To say that I am made in the image of God is to say that love is the reason for my existence,  for God is love.  Love is my try identity.  Selflessness is my true self.  Love is my true character.  Love is my name.

If, therefore, I do anything or think anything or say anything or know anything that is not purely for the love of God, it cannot give me peace, or rest, or fulfillment, or joy.

To find love I must enter into the sanctuary where it is hidden, which is the mystery of God.

If we truly are made in God’s image (and scripture clearly says we are) and if God is love (and scripture teaches us this truth), then should not our purpose revolve around love – loving God and others.  In fact, isn’t that a part of what Jesus came to teach us?  The person God created me to be is to be defined by love.  Does that describe you today?

Love generously today!