I woke up ready to pray today. Does that make me any better than anyone? No, just lucky first of all that I woke up, ;-). Secondly, that I am able to pray, and know that there is a purpose for prayer. Being in touch with and surrounded by people who pray, and being gifted by my Yellow Bus Driver, I am here today to celebrate my 67th birthday. Not looking or asking for lauds, just aware that God has blessed me in so many ways. Thank you God.
I started my day - OOPS, Pam just waked in. Talk about a blessing! What a gift! Another of many reasons to be grateful for today. Anyway, I started my day ready to pray, and as sometimes happens, my mind wandered off of the "prayers" I was going to read and recite. I started thinking about a subject we were supposed to present to the high school catechism class tomorrow. The four marks of the Church. One, Holy, Catholic Apostolic. How does one present in a meaningful way the idea of Holy? Music is one way, so I searched "Holy" on YouTube. Lots of songs. I listened to a couple, and as YouTube works, I was threaded to "Be not afraid". If you are reading this, even if you have heard the song, take a minute to listen to it.
Years ago, my youngest son was sent into Iraq, (first of three deployments). In one of my correspondents I wrote the lyrics of the song to him. In his situation, it was amazingly appropriate. As I go through life, I know that the words are also amazingly appropriate for me to consider every day of my life.
We worked at the "shelter" last night, and I was talking to one of the "guests". She was thanking me for volunteering and helping out. As I talked to her, I realized that she and all of the homeless that we serve at the shelter are as much for my benefit as I am there for them. Their burden of homelessness is my Yellow Bus Driver's assignment to do His work. How bless I am to be here at this point in time to ride the Bus. Thank you God.
