Drawn

“Whoever is not with me is against me,
and whoever does not gather with me scatters.”

(Luke 11:23)

When I made the decision to get involved with young adult ministry again after a two-year hiatus, it was with some qualms. Personality differences, musical tastes– I was able to find any and every excuse to say “no” to what was obviously a life-giving mission. Now I look back and try to imagine the past few years without the Frassati Fellowship, and I simply can’t.

But what’s most striking is how easy it’s been. No, not that sending dozens of emails, calling rounds of priests to hear confessions, standing up in front of a group of 80 people to make an announcement was easy. But I have been given the immense privilege of seeing some of the fruits of the work Frassati has done–small conversions happening every day. And I realize that in his immense condescension the Lord has given me great encouragement in letting me see these small signs of grace. What’s more, he’s shown me that they did not come about by my hand, but by his will. He shows us how our lives have purpose.

Last week the younger sister of an acquaintance took her own life. She was a beautiful, faithful Catholic woman, only in her early twenties, and her death has caused a shock wave of sadness and sympathy and prayer. Though I’d met her once only briefly, we shared a name and an illness. She has made me think anew about purpose. If Fr. Walter preaches that being an adult is knowing that your work is never done, then what follows is a deepening understanding of what your work is, an ordering of what is important. Let us help Jesus save souls. What on earth can rival this heavenly mission? Lord, I want to gather for you– I want to be gathered to you, as you wished: “Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how many times I yearned to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, but you were unwilling!” (Lk 13:34). To be a means of evangelization, to be sent out of the Lord’s love while simultaneously being drawn further into it, this is saving, my friends, this is what it means to give every last drop. Let us pray for eyes that see opportunity, lips that are readied for preaching.

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