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How do you see the day...
It is that time, during this Eastertide and heading toward Ordinary Time, where things are supposed to calm down. A time when days seem longer, and nights are filled with relaxation. A defined time when we step back and take a deep breath. Get real! With all the things we have to do, can we take that kind of time? Each day is a new day. Each one brings a new experience, a new way, some change, to experience the kin-dom of God.
Change is not easy! We have navigated what we, and many others for that matter, call "two
years of Lent." When Mother Cheryl and I arrived at Trinity, we had very little time to get to know most of you and had to literally hit the ground running. This is the
first Lent and Easter that Trinity has been open for in-person worship services in two years.
Change is not easy! We have done our best to seek, understand, learn, and inwardly digest all the traditions of this over 100-year-old parish. We have listened, discerned, and attempted to move through the liturgical year as best we could. Let me state here and now, we got some of it, and we did not get some of it. There were, are, and will continue to be mistakes made, and yet the Holy Spirit is still present, still moving, still calling us, and still pushing us to bring the kin-dom closer.
Change is not easy! We have done things differently. We have preached from the chancel floor. We have preached a walking sermon. We have used magic tricks in our homilies. We have used stuffed animals in our sermons. We have preached with signs and placards. We have appeared at church in a Hawaiian shirt. We have visited parishioners in clericals and shorts. We have forgotten to inform the Altar Guild. We have left the Ushers out of correspondence. We have misplaced information that should have gotten to the Wedding Coordinators. We have missed a pastoral concern. We have managed to make people frustrated with something we have not attended to, or simply attended. We, that is all of us, will not always get it. For those times, we sincerely apologize but know that we will make mistakes. We will miss opportunities. We ask for your prayers. We ask that you come to Mother Cheryl and I, with what it is that is bothering you.
We have an open-door policy. We want to be accessible to you. More so, I ask for grace to understand this has been a challenging time for all of us, and as we begin to move from this pandemic, to allow us to stretch our collective Holy Spirit and walk with each other like never before. We are only as good as the information we are given. Help us understand.
This story was written by Mort Mazor and first appeared in South Florida Sun-Sentinel, October 24, 2008.
A 92-year-old, petite, well poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably done and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready.
As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, another person provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. “I love it,” she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy. “Mrs. Jones, you have not seen the room just wait.”
“That does not have anything to do with it.” she replied. “Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not does not depend on how the furniture is arranged...it is how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It is a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.” She paused a moment. “Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I will focus on the new day and all the happy memories I have stored away just for this time in my life.”
She then went a bit further. “Old age is like a bank account: you withdraw from what you have put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories. Thank you for filling my memory bank. I am still depositing.”
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred
2. Free you mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less
Let's try to enjoy this time in our lives. There may be changes - and change is not easy for any of us - but if we communicate with each other and approach each day with positivity, we will find the balance.
Fr. Lee +