MAN CANNOT COMPREHEND THE WORK OF GOD

Altar Server Prayer: Father in heaven, Your Son Jesus Christ showed his love for you by serving his brothers and sisters in need.  I now ask you to give me your help I serve you and your people Open my mouth to praise you in word and song. Open my ears to hear your word. Open my hand to do your work well. Take from me all evil and distracting  thoughts.  Help me to know what I should do and do it well. Help me to serve reverently at your Holy Altar and give you praise and glory now and for ever. Amen 

Readings  There is a season for everything, a time for every occupation under heaven:A time of giving 

A birth, a time for dying; a
time for planting, a time for uprooting what has been planted.

A time for killing, a time for healing;
a time for knocking down, a time for building.

A time for tears, a time for laughter,
a time for mourning, a time for dancing.

A time for throwing stones away, a time for gathering them up;
a time for embracing, a time to refrain from embracing.

A time for searching, a time for losing;
a time for keeping, a time for throwing away.

A time for tearing, a time for sewing;
a time for keeping silent, a time for speaking.

A time for loving, a time for hating;
a time for war, a time for peace.

What does a man gain for the efforts that he makes? I contemplate the task that God gives mankind to labour at. All that he does is apt for its time; but though he has permitted man to consider time in its wholeness, man cannot comprehend the work of God from beginning to end.

One day when Jesus was praying alone in the presence of his disciples he put this question to them, '

Who do the crowds say I am?' And they answered, 'John the Baptist, others Elijah; and others say one of the ancient prophets come back to life.' But you, 'he said, "Who do you say I am?" It was Peter who spoke up. 'The Christ of God' he said. But he gave them strict orders not to tell anyone anything about this. Homily

Father give me wisdom. Help me invest my time in seeking you, and to understand that my time is in your hand.


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