Held and Rocked
MY NEW TRINITY of jobs, family, and studies left no time or energy for the contemplative practices to which I had become accustomed. But one late night as I was rocking newborn Monica and longing for the monastery’s quiet, warm solitude, an awareness began to grow. I began to pay attention to my surroundings.
What I noticed was this: I was sitting in a darkened, warm place, surrounded by silence; I was sharing a time of communal solitude with the tiny person in my arms; I was feeling a deep, rejuvenating rest, a kind of waking sleep. Here was a new version of silence, solitude, and sleep—one fitting my changed situation. And I noticed something more: I had a sense of being held and rocked in loving compassion. Not only that, but I also felt that same sense of compassionate love for Monica. I was holding her in my arms of loving compassion.
—Andrew Dreitcer, Living Compassion: Loving Like Jesus (Upper Room Books, 2017)
As an adult, do you ever feel "held and rocked"?
"As a mother comforts her child, so I will comfort you; you shall be comforted in Jerusalem."
—Isaiah 66:13 (NRSV)
Prayer for the Week
Lord, make me an instrument of your compassion.
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