This is a reprint of “Good News,” the weekly reflection written by Campus Ministry staff and students that was distributed at Sunday Masses April 30 at the Chapel of St. Thomas Aquinas.
By Rob Strusinski,
Chapel Music Director
O Great Spirit, Make Me Always Ready
Spring’s in the air and the Great 50 Days of Easter finally have sprung. Christ is victorious over the grave and nature’s come alive! In today’s readings the Spirit breathes new life as we welcome members of our community into the fullness of the Church and our Christian journey — a journey that inevitably will be interrupted by one of life’s dark moments: death.
The sun is pulling fresh green from the ground and campus life is bursting with energy — an odd time to think about death. But Eastertide is indeed a good time to think of dying. In recent days we mourned the loss of two fellow students: Greg Marzolf and Michael Daniel. May their dying be a reminder for us this spring to figure out where we stand in our own continuum from birth to death. Decide what is precious and treat it well; decide what needs to be done and do it. Spring is the assurance that the world comes back to life, but also a reminder that life expires. Easter is the assurance that eternal life awaits.
As we hear the command of Jesus in our midst, “Receive the Holy Spirit”, let’s take the spirit of a traditional Native American prayer with us:
O GREAT SPIRIT
Whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me! I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom.
LET ME WALK IN BEAUTY, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
MAKE MY HANDS respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
MAKE ME WISE so that I may understand the things you have taught my people.
LET ME LEARN the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I SEEK STRENGTH, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy — myself.
MAKE ME ALWAYS READY to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset my spirit may come to you without shame.