Eighth Sunday after
Thoughts for the Week - Fr R Taouk
30th July 2017
The Glory of Heaven by St. Anthony Mary Claret
Jesus wants us to think about Heaven. He tells us "Where
your treasure is, there your heart is". If we do not think
about, and meditate on Heaven, how will we ever treasure it,
since we do not see it now except with eyes of faith?
With the gaze of my imagination I will picture a city of
beauty, of joy, of brilliance - the capital of the Supreme
King, who is seated on a throne of unspeakable majesty,
attended by Angels and Saints. In spirit I see many of my
patron Saints who beckon me to become their fellow citizen
and a member of God's household. How lovely and peaceful is
this city! How lovable, how blessed are its inhabitants! How
fortunate I will be if I finally arrive in their company!
My Lord and God, grant me light to see and know the great
value of heavenly glory, and give me grace to be one of the
just on Earth throughout my life, so that hereafter I may be
one of the Saints in Heaven.
What is Heaven like?
If somewhere in the world there were a city where squares,
streets and buildings were made of precious stone, of silver
and of purest gold; if all its inhabitants were very rich
and noble, very kind, agreeable and courteous; if,
furthermore, this city were governed by a king who was a man
of peace and of virtue, fond of doing good and who truly
brought happiness to all who wanted to go live in his
fellowship - how quick would men not be to journey to that
blessed city? Would they not be hastening from the farthest
parts of the world to enrol under his banner? Knowing he
would become rich, honoured, and well-blessed, would anyone
hold back so as not to suffer the little trouble of travel?
My soul, with a little trouble during this life, you can
become a citizen of the city of God, the city of heavenly
glory. You can dwell in endless peace amid all that is good.
What has God failed to provide in Heaven for those who dwell
there? If on Earth He has made such beautiful things, what
would He not provide in the heavenly Jerusalem for His
If I were to say that this eternal city is paved with finest
silver and purest gold, I would be saying nothing. If I said
that this blessed Sion were constructed with diamonds,
rubies and emeralds, I would say nothing. If I said that in
that blessed country rivers flowed with milk and honey, that
it has the most delightful flowers and gardens, that one
finds tasty and rich fruits of every kind, I would say
O paradise! You are the masterpiece of things produced by
the magnificence of an all-powerful God. You are the price
of the Blood of an infinitely kind and generous Saviour. You
have the best of all good things, to the exclusion of all
that is bad. O paradise, in you is found a river of delights
into which the person who has been saved is plunged. In you
is found light, glory, gleaming splendour that causes
darkness to flee. O divine tabernacles! When will I come to
possess you? O Heaven! When will I leave this valley of
tears to enjoy your delights?
All my senses and faculties direct themselves to thee,
assured as I am that in possessing thee, I would find the
fulfilment of all my desires. Might I be deceived? No. Faith
and reason assure us that God made man to be perfectly
happy. As he does not find this perfect happiness on Earth,
faith, and reason as well, teach me that Heaven is the place
assigned by God to fill every void of the human heart.