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Middle of the Road of Life

By: Sister Jeannine Marie, O.C.D.

Well, we made it! All you fellow mid-lifers now over the hill and through the glen we have journeyed through life. The children are older, the AARP (American Association of Retired Persons), is a regular companion, and the famous “mid-life” is upon us. Just when we seemed to have jumped all the hurdles, a large one looms before us. Isn’t it interesting that this month’s promise of the Sacred Heart is, “Lukewarm souls will become fervent.” Is there a hidden message here?

Routine can sometimes make us complacent. We go through our day neither warm nor cold, just rather “lukewarm.” We begin to pigeonhole our life. Unfortunately, this can creep into our spiritual life as well. There are so many things that seem more pressing and before we know it our personal time with God has moved to the “back burner.” The etymology of “tepid” is fire or to warm. Maybe we need to light a fire!

The Sacred Heart is the fire. He promised to make our lukewarm souls fervent once again. If we but give Him a small portion of our day, He will multiply it one hundred fold.

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