I wish for people to familiarize themselves with the Psalms, more and more. In all truth we can say, that God is here, and he speaks to me through this Word; a true, dynamic and living God that manifests His mind and His will.
Just like in the Eucharist where Jesus Chris is present, saving all distances; so too is God in the Word. Let’s take a Psalm, which begins by saying magnificent expressions that denote all that we call the nostalgia for God. This nostalgia could only be placed in our hearts by the Infinite.
When the Psalms express vibrant words of fire: “You are my God, I seek you at dawn, my soul thirsts for you, all my body yearns for you like a parched land without water.” As Psalm 42(41) says, we are like the deer that longs for rivers of living waters. Like St. Agustin expresses we are flyings arrows always restless and a source of restlessness, .seeking a center of gravity where to find rest. We are inifinite wells that infinite finites cannot fill, that is why innately and instictively we are seekers of the Eternal and Infinite. Pilgrims of the Absolute and almost always without knowing it. The hidden tragedies suffered by humanity are nothing more than the other face of God
Human dissatisfaction in all its greatness and scope, not knowing why we are in this world, boredom and emptyness of life and general disenchantment, are the supreme ills of the human heart. They are nothing more than the other side of the face of our thirst for God.
God made us for Himself. In the depth of our heart God has planted a seed of Himself. Our measure is the infinite measurements of God. That is why, whether we know it or not, we search for Him, almost always without knowing it. Because of how we are created, we carry God’s digital imprint, God’s onus in the depth of our being. We are sealed by God and this is why our being, even if we do not know it, is always searching for him. ”My God, I seek for you like I seek for water, like dry land seeks rain.” That is the spirit and depth of the Psalms.
An extract from a homily by Father Ignacio Larrañaga.
