Sorting Out What is Really Important

When I experience things that matter, I am wanting to share it with the world. Like yesterday when our pastor baptized an infant, took it out of its father's arms, called it "Sweetheart" and faced the congregation to show her to her new family; the saints who would love her and pray for her and watch her grow into adulthood. She fell asleep in her father's arms and with the oil and water was anointed a child of God with a family so numerous it was impossible to count.

It was all a miracle, a rebirth, and one that will stay with me forever; as will the sermon. Our pastor is a gift from God.

The past week or more I have had a huge and somber responsibility. A loved one has come to me for a listener and advice and encouragement. Every word must be prayed over and weighed before spoken. One cannot dash hope, one cannot discourage second thoughts, one cannot be anything other than supportive. Then pray like crazy that one has said the right word of encouragement, with the correct amount of faith in, and expecting of the best of all decisions made. An example here or there, acknowledgement of life's difficulties; and always the faith in people's motivation.

This beloved person is amazing. I believe the Holy Spirit moves in people's hearts and minds in mysterious and wonderful ways if we are inclined to listen and recognize when God works in our lives in sacramental ways so mysterious to us.

Everyone deserves that chance to reorder life in a way to be able to move forward with love and hope.