From morning prayer:
Isaiah 66: 1-2
Thus says the Lord:
The heavens are my throne,
and the earth is my footstool.
What kind of house can you build for me;
what is to be my resting place?
My hand made all these things
when all of them came to be, says the Lord.
This is the one whom I approve:
The lowly and afflicted man who trembles at my word.
What kind of house can be built for the Lord that makes for Him a suitable dwelling-place? Solomon building his temple did not accomplish it--nor for all of its finery and beauty has anything built by the Church in all its ages of existence.
What, then, is a suitable dwelling-place? There is only one expansive enough, strong enough, exalted enough to serve--the human heart. This is the only dwelling place into which God can make a suitable home. The human heart turned over to Him is refashioned to put even the most magnificent human-built tributes to shame. This is the only place that God can make His own and call home. It is the only vehicle to carry Him, the only place in which the Son of Man can rest.
If I invite Him in and talk with Him, if I serve Him and love Him, then all that is humanly possible has been accomplished. It is His presence that will accomplish all the rest.
