[A meditation by John Henry Cardinal Newman]
God was all-complete, all-blessed in Himself; but it was His will to create a world for His
glory. He is Almighty, and might have done all things Himself, but it
has been His will to bring about His purposes by the beings He has
created. We are all created to His glory—we are created to do His will. I
am created to do something or to be something for which no one else is
created; I have a place in God's counsels, in God's world, which no one
else has; whether I be rich or poor, despised or esteemed by man, God
knows me and calls me by my name.
God has created me to do Him some definite service; He has committed
some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my
mission—I never may know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the
next. Somehow I am necessary for His purposes, as necessary in my place
as an Archangel in his—if, indeed, I fail, He can raise another, as He
could make the stones children of Abraham. Yet I have a part in this
great work; I am a link in a chain, a bond of connexion between persons.
He has not created me for naught. I shall do good, I shall do His work;
I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own place,
while not intending it, if I do but keep His commandments and serve Him
in my calling.
Therefore I will trust Him. Whatever, wherever I am, I can never be
thrown away. If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him; in
perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him; if I am in sorrow, my sorrow
may serve Him. My sickness, or perplexity, or sorrow may be necessary
causes of some great end, which is quite beyond us. He does nothing in
vain; He may prolong my life, He may shorten it; He knows what He is
about. He may take away my friends, He may throw me among strangers, He
may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide the future from
me—still He knows what He is about.
Adonai, O Ruler of Israel, Thou that guidest Joseph like a flock, O
Emmanuel, O Sapientia, I give myself to Thee. I trust Thee wholly. Thou
art wiser than I—more loving to me than I myself. Deign to fulfil Thy
high purposes in me whatever they be—work in and through me. I am born
to serve Thee, to be Thine, to be Thy instrument. Let me be Thy blind
instrument. I ask not to see—I ask not to know—I ask simply to be used.