This morning in his homily Father M gave a beautiful explication of the Divine Mercy image. He explained it to the children, as we go to the “family Mass” but really it was for all of us. It was nothing knew to me and yet I had tears in my eyes.
I’ve been thinking again about this post from last September, about the word eleison: “Eleison literally translates into an image of one pouring oil on a wound…. When we pray Kyrie elesion me, we are asking God to pour His healing Grace on our wounds and heal us. We are asking God to make us whole.”
How powerful it has been for me in recent months to contemplate that image of God’s mercy as a healing balm rather than a sort of judicial reprieve. It’s become a touchstone for me in times of trouble. It is so different to plead for mercy when I understand that what I am asking for is for Christ the Physician to come and heal me rather than for Christ the Judge to remit my sentence.