A Mother’s Fiat Brings Justice Like Rain


Sarah Granger // Genius of the Call

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January 19  

Let justice descend, O heavens, like dew from above, like gentle rain let the skies drop it down. Let the earth open and salvation bud forth; let justice also spring up (Isaiah 45:8)!

About 20 years ago I was serving in a rural impoverished area of Mexico as a Catholic missionary. A single Mom with three kids, having just gone through a painful divorce and annulment, I had limited human resources and an even more limited budget. The injustice that surrounded me overwhelmed me. Material poverty, addiction, domestic violence, bottomless need for God’s mercy. I found myself daily on my knees in front of the Blessed Sacrament crying out to the Father, “Please, send a tsunami of justice to wipe away this pain, to set things straight. Send someone with more political knowledge to fight this injustice, send someone with more money to provide for the poor.” After months of this prayer, I opened to Isaiah 45: Let justice descend, O heavens, like dew from above, like gentle rain let the skies drop it down.

God’s word hit me like a thunderclap, and changed me forever.  

God did not plan to send someone stronger, smarter, holier, or richer—he sent me. He was not interested in a tsunami to wipe away all of the pain and injustice around me at once, he sent me. In my visits with elderly shut ins, I was to be the refreshing dew of his justice and mercy. In my encounters with battered women, when all I could do was hold them and cry and pray, he was dropping down his justice like a gentle rain, his salvation was budding forth.

In this New Year, it strikes me that it has always been so. Jesus came to bring salvation to us all through his silent arrival in the Incarnation. Through Mary’s yes, God took human form smaller than a droplet of rain, and changed us all forever. 

In my role as a mother, I am daily reminded of allowing him to use me like a gentle rain of justice. When my son comes home from school discouraged by his learning disabilities, and I wish I could reform the entire educational system (maybe one day I will get that chance), I know that for now I can hold him and encourage him and bring God’s mercy to him. Even though it seems like a drop in the ocean, God is there. 

Through him, with him, in him, as missionaries, as moms, we are the justice like rain, like Jesus, that God uses to bring forth his salvation. 

Lord, let me allow you to use me as a gentle rain of justice. May your salvation bud forth through all the little encounters you invite me into every day. Amen.

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