Monday of the Third Week of Easter

“Stephen, filled with grace and power, was working great wonders and signs among the people.”

“Do not work for food that perishes but for the food that endures for eternal life…”

“What can we do to accomplish the works of God?”…
“This is the work of God, that you believe in the one he sent.”

It is a curious thing that Scripture speaks of work
and then promptly undoes everything I thought it meant.

For the people labor, cross seas, pursue Jesus with admirable energy—
and are told they have been working for the wrong thing.

Sign for Capuchin Poor Clares Monastery with a cross, set in a grassy landscape near Amarillo, Texas.

Or perhaps the right things in the wrong order.

I told myself a tidy story:

On Sunday, I do not work, so I may worship.
During the week, I do work, so I may live.

It sounded balanced.
It sounded reasonable.
It sounded entirely backwards.

For I have recently discovered, to my mild irritation,
that the Church calls worship itself a work.

Liturgy—leitourgia—
the work of the people.

Which means that Sunday was never a day off.

It was the day of my highest labor.

The kneeling, the standing, the listening, the receiving—
these were not interruptions to life;
they were the very engine of it.

And during the week, I have labored for food that perishes,
all the while squeezing in—if time permitted—
the food that endures.

As though eternal life were a side project.

But Christ, with His usual unsettling clarity, reverses the ledger:

The true work is not what I produce—
but what I receive.

“The work of God is this: to believe.”

Which is maddening.

Because belief feels suspiciously like rest.

reorder my days.

I have filled my hours with effort
and left You the fragments.

Teach me to labor first in Your presence,
to receive before I produce,
to believe before I build.

Let my work no longer be divided
between sacred and secular,
but rightly ordered within Your will.

And when I am tempted to measure my worth
by what I accomplish,
remind me that the greatest work
is to trust in You.

There is a peculiar comedy in our condition:

We exhaust ourselves doing things that will not last,
and hesitate to commit ourselves to the one thing that will.

The world says: “Work, and you will live.”
Christ says: “Believe, and you will live.”

And we suspect Him of oversimplifying.

But perhaps He is not simplifying—
perhaps He is clarifying.

For belief is not the absence of work;
it is the alignment of it.

A man may build a thousand barns and starve,
or break a single loaf and be filled.

Logo of the Laudato Si' Action Platform, featuring a stylized tree design with a gradient of colors, and the text 'LAUDATO SI' Action Platform' in a modern font.
Logo of Pope Francis' encyclical 'Laudato Si' featuring a globe surrounded by smiling children and green leaves.
Laudato si’ §13

Laudato si’ reminds me that human work is meant to participate in God’s ongoing creation—not to replace it or compete with it.

Action:

This week, I will intentionally begin each day with one act of “primary work—Mass (if possible), the Divine Office, or Lectio Divina—before engaging in my ordinary labor.

For Synodality is not merely walking together—
it is working together in the right order.

The world applauds the man who “takes care of business”—but Christ quietly asks: which business?
A satire of meaningless labor that accidentally points toward a deeper truth: work without purpose drains the soul, while true work gives it life.
8. Poetic Verse

I labored long for daily bread,
and called the effort mine—
yet starved upon a fuller feast
I failed to recognize.

I built my days with careful hands,
each hour neatly planned—
until a voice unmade it all:
“Believe, and understand.”

So let me work the truer work
no ledger can contain—
to trust the One who gives the bread
that ends all hunger’s strain.

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