“It Was Already Late” — A Gospel of Timing and Grace
In all the Gospels, the word “late” appears rarely. In Mark—so driven by urgency, movement, immediacy—it’s even more striking. But here, it appears with quiet force:
“It was already late.” (Mark 11:11)
Jesus enters Jerusalem.
He inspects the temple.
He sees everything.
But He does nothing—because it was late.
He chooses to wait.
He walks away.
And He rests.
There is deep grace in this.
It tells us something profound about the soul’s beginning:
New faith often feels late.
It comes after failure, after ruin, after pain.
After the temple has been misused.
After we’ve wandered far.
After the day is almost over.
But the Lord doesn’t rebuke it.
He rests there.
He waits for morning.
It means that even if your return to God is “late” in the world’s eyes…
it is not too late in His.
He shows us that rest precedes hunger.
That quiet always comes before the cleansing.
That grace is not rushed.
That the first step of faith is not action—it is stillness.
And from this moment on—after this holy lateness—everything begins to happen in the morning.
He rises early.
He hungers.
He judges.
He cleanses.
He teaches.
He curses.
He promises power.
There is a shift:
Once we rest in God, we rise with Him.
And we do not live “late” anymore.
We wake early. We seek fruit. We walk in the light of day.
So let no one say it is too late for them.
Christ came to the temple “late.”
He entered your heart “late.”
But from that moment on, He begins to make all things new.
Glory to You, O Lord, Who was born to us after the pangs of childbirth, through the Glorious and Most Pure Virgin Mary, as a gentle, infantile invitation to Love.
Before our Faith is born, we struggle in vain against the evil of this world. And you come to us, not as a militant leader, but as a baby, knowing the state of our hardened hearts, to save us.
You are a God not of unrest, but of peace.
You come to us perfectly, and never too late.
In the Gospel of Mark, with this single sentence, You reveal to us the always perfect timing of Your late arrival into our lives.
Let us rejoice in our small faith, and receive you into our hearts like we receive a newborn into our arms.
Glory to You, Our God, glory to You.
Bless this work and grant the reader rest in You, our Peace and Comfort.
Guide them into the temple of their hearts joyfully. Amen.