In reading the first chapter of Walter Ciszek’s He Leadeth Me, the following section grabbed me:
How many times do we take our lives for granted and ignore God’s love and blessings? Many of us truly believe that our achievements are due to our own actions and nothing else. We walk around in our lives of spending, eating, and working and think nothing of God until we need him to fix something. Only when we are broken, desperate, and can’t seem to remedy the hurt ourselves do we reach for God, finally, for “help and support and consolation.” The mystery Fr. Ciszek speaks of is at work in our world every day through “God in his providence” making “use of our tragedies to remind our fallen human nature of his presence and his love.” When we hurt, of course, it is not God’s will. For God “does not send us tragedies to punish us for so long forgetting him”; instead, it is our selfishness, worldliness, and lack of humility that is at fault. God is always there, and due to our selfishness, we don’t care enough to look for him. God is the one who provides us our daily bread, not ourselves. Through faith, we need only collect a days worth of manna. God will always provide.