Today, as we celebrate Holy Trinity Sunday, we are invited to reflect not just on a theological mystery, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, but on how this divine communion of love is poured into our human experience. The Trinity is not simply a doctrine to recite; it is a lived reality of love, one that reaches down into the messiness and vulnerability of our lives.
I made it to the 4 p.m. Mass in the hospital Chapel today. It was a beautiful celebration, a pause amidst the beeping machines, hurried footsteps, and quiet suffering. And the homily touched on something that struck a deep chord: God’s love is often made visible in how we love others, especially when there is no proof, no reward, no return.
In a world driven by transactions, "What can I get from this?" Or “what's in it for me?” the love of the Trinity breaks in as a divine contradiction. It is the love of a Father who gives His Son, of a Son who empties Himself on the Cross, of a Spirit who stays with us, silently strengthening us from within.
In the hospital, I saw a holy image of this love.
A man in his late 30s, with the mind of a toddler. He doesn’t speak to anyone. But every now and then, the nurses say, he murmurs something to his parents. Today, I saw his mother gently changing him—this grown man who cannot care for himself. She did it with bare hands, with quiet dignity, with no complaint. No gloves. No barrier. Only love.
There was no applause. No camera to capture it. No payment. Just pure, undemanding, unspoken love. And in their eyes, in the mother's steady gaze, and in the son’s silent trust, you could see something holy. You could see the Trinity alive.
This is what Romans 5 is trying to tell us: “While we were still helpless, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly.” God didn't wait until we could prove our loyalty or earn His attention. He loved us when we were broken, when we couldn’t say thank you, when we had nothing to offer in return.
And so, the true test of love, divine love, is not how we love those who can love us back, but how we love those who cannot. Those who won’t repay us. Those who may never even notice. That’s where the Spirit pours grace into our hearts and makes us resemble God.
As we honor the mystery of the Holy Trinity, let us ask:
Do we love like the Father, who is always freely giving?
Do we love like the Son, always sacrificing?
Do we love like the Spirit, present in silence, moving hearts, unnoticed?
In the hospital room, in a mother’s touch, in the silent connection between a disabled man and his parents, I saw a glimpse of that answer. Made clear during the Mass and the homily.
Let’s take that vision with us.
And may the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with us all.
Amen.
God bless you 🙏
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