But so much more the report went around concerning him, and great multitudes gathered to hear and to be healed of their infirmities. But he withdrew to the wilderness and prayed.
Good afternoon, Lord. My day began abruptly this morning, but now there is time and silence in which to ponder your Word. Let me listen attentively, as Mary, the sister of Martha and Lazarus, did at your feet. I had to be more like Martha today, busy about many things, but now I am here.
After you healed the leper, you asked him not to tell anyone, but still the word spread and the crowds gathered. You taught and healed them, but even you, my Jesus, who are One with the Father and the Spirit, “withdrew to the wilderness and prayed.”
Please teach me how to keep a balance with prayer life, work and charity. They do not conflict; all are good and necessary. Everything is prayer when we do it for you, but even you went off to be alone with your heavenly Father. How can I neglect that? Make me more aware of you, especially when I have to adjust my plans.
When that happens, my first impulse is irritation. If I hit a snag, I give in to frustration. When, by your grace, I finally overcome a hurdle, I want to relax and forget any other commitments. Please help me to be more flexible, and especially to get back to prayer when it is postponed or interrupted. Without this time with you, I become sluggish and discouraged. I don’t want to waste my energy on worldly and fleeting concerns. You are all that matters. My Jesus, I trust in you. Thy will be done.