Thursday, May 09, 2013
The Fighter. The Feast. And The Blessing.
Where is the blessing?
Last night at the vigil Mass celebrating the feast of Jesus' Ascension back to heaven the priest urged us all to party, dance, have a drink, eat ice cream. For this feast day is the culmination of all God's promises. That we too body and soul will rejoice with Him in heaven. The fighter was and still is in my constant thoughts and prayers. Will this feast offer her the most blessed of escorts home?
I went to Mass, saddened by the news and by obligation. Attending Mass is what we do, as a community joining in prayer, sharing in The Christ's sacrifice and love. I kept wondering about the gigantic blessing that was taking place. Crossing hundreds of miles, would we know it when we felt it? Would it happen all at once and then be over or last for a lifetime? Would it expand and extend across all of humanity like the ripple effect from dropping a pebble into a pond?
I don't have any of these answers. I don't understand why children die. But I do know that what ever life throws at us God never leaves our side. Never.
Be a part of the blessing.