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Salt seasons, purifies, preserves. But somebody ought to remind us that salt also irritates. Really living Christianity rubs this world the wrong way. - Vance Havner (How do you experience conflicts between your Christian
values and those of the culture? In what sense is your life counter-cultural?)
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EZ 34:1-11; PS 23:1-3A, 3B-4, 5,
6 MT 20:1-16 Jesus told his disciples this parable: “The Kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out at dawn to hire laborers for his
vineyard. After agreeing with them for the usual daily wage, he sent them into his vineyard. Going out about nine o’clock, he saw others standing idle in the
marketplace, and he said to them, ‘You too go into my vineyard, and I will give you what is just.’ So they went off. And he went out again around noon, and around three o’clock, and did likewise. Going out about five o’clock, he found others standing around, and said to them, ‘Why do you stand here idle all day?’ They answered, ‘Because no one has hired us.’ He said to them, ‘You too go into my vineyard.’ When it was evening the owner of the vineyard said to his foreman, ‘Summon the laborers and give them
their pay, beginning with the last and ending with the first.’ When those who had started about five o’clock came, each received the usual daily wage. So when the first came, they
thought that they would receive more, but each of them also got the usual wage. And on receiving it they grumbled against the landowner, saying, ‘These last ones worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us, who bore the day’s burden and the heat.’ He said to one of them in reply, ‘My friend, I am not cheating you. Did you
not agree with me for the usual daily wage? Take what is yours and go. What if I wish to give this last one the same as you? Or am I not free to do as I wish with my own money? Are
you envious because I am generous?’ Thus, the last will be first, and the first will be
last.”
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Reflection on the Scripture
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“Woe to the shepherds of Israel who have been pasturing
themselves!” —Ezekiel 34:2 We see in today’s Gospel parable the effects of a shepherd pasturing himself. Some faithful laborers worked a full day in the Lord’s service, but at the end of the day, they focused on “what’s in it for me,” such as assuming they would get a greater reward (see Mt 20:10ff). This focus is understandable from a human viewpoint. But Jesus teaches that it’s not to be the
focus of His disciples. If we fix our eyes on what we get rather than on what Jesus gets, we are in danger of “pasturing ourselves,” rather than focusing on the sheep (see Ez 34:10). Jesus wants us to focus on the welfare of the sheep and on the generous love of the Master rather than focusing on our own welfare. By focusing on the sacrificial love of the Good Shepherd, we take our eyes off ourselves
and “fix [our] eyes on Jesus” (Heb 3:1; see also 12:2). By focusing on the welfare of the sheep, we lay down our lives for our friends, not for ourselves (Jn 15:13). By serving others, we also serve Jesus, not ourselves (Mt 25:40). Repent of any ways in which you might be pasturing yourself, in which you might be concerned with your own interests rather than those of Jesus (Phil 2:21). The shepherd
loves his sheep and pours out his life for them (Jn 10:11). Let’s pour out our lives as a sacrificial offering for the Master and His sheep. Let’s leave our reward in the most generous hands of the Lord. Prayer: Father, give me the heart of the Good Shepherd. Promise: “Beside restful waters He
leads me; He refreshes my soul.” —Ps 23:2-3
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Poems from the Little Flower of Jesus: Saint Therese of Lisieux - by Athanasius Press, 2018 Part One: To Live of Love "If any man love Me, he will keep My word and My Father will love him and We will come to him and make Our abode with him. . . My peace I give unto you . . . Abide in My love." (John 14:23, 27, -- 15:9) 14. To die of love, O martyrdom most blest! For this I long, this is my heart's desire; My exile ends; I soon will be at rest. Ye Cherubim, lend, lend to me your
lyre! O dart of Seraphim, O flame of love, Consume me wholly; hear my ardent cry! Jesu, make real my dream! Come Holy Dove! Of love I
die!
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