March 22 - Jennifer Zovar


AM Psalm 131, 132, [133]; PM Psalm 140, 142

Exodus 7:25-8:19; 2 Corinthians 3:7-18; Mark 10:17-31


O Lord, I am not proud;
I have no haughty looks.

I do not occupy myself with great matters,

or with things that are too hard for me.

But I still my soul and make it quiet,

like a child upon its mother's breast;

my soul is quieted within me.

O Israel, wait upon the Lord,

from this time forth for evermore.

- Psalm 131

This psalm encourages us to quiet our soul, “like a child upon its mother’s breast.” When you hold a sleeping baby, their little bodies relax completely, and they melt into your arms like there is nothing separating you from them. Cognitively, babies don’t even realize they’re separate individuals until they’re about six months old. Even today, when my son comes to me after a nightmare or when my daughter bangs her knee during some exuberant dancing, I feel them quiet when I hold them. Sometimes I marvel that I can still do this for them. And I dread the day that a cuddle will no longer be able to quiet their wounds and worries. Because this is what we do as parents. We take our children’s worries and we keep them for ourselves.

 But where do we go when their worries are too big for us to hold? When we face hardships or are confronted with “evildoers”? When our “spirit languishes”? How can we return to our mother’s breast? The reading from 2 Corinthians speaks of a veil that separates us from God and from each other. Paul reminds us that “when one turns to the Lord, the veil is removed.” In Christ, perhaps, we can remember, as we knew when we were babies, that we are not really separate individuals from our mothers, fathers, brothers, and sisters. We are one body in Christ. And it is on His breast that we can leave our worries.

- Jennifer Zovar