One Day at a Time

I'm listening to some pleasant music to sooth the soul. I sometimes play the Lord's Supper and fill my being as if I were at Mass. This is John Michael Talbot's CD, and it fills me with so much passion for the love of God.

I missed going to the workshop last night, out of extreme tiredness. I get up at the early hours of 3 a.m. and more than anything I should not have signed up for it when going to bed would have been close to 10 p.m. and that's if sleep would have come. I was already very tired and that would have made it worse. So my night was very early one.

It bothered me that I missed it. But I needed to remember one thing, I am not young and bouncing back is a bit harder. The job that I do is a sit down one, but involves lots of eye work, and when you are searching for nearly invisible stuff it can tire a person out when they aren't used to it. It's tedious work, and as time goes on and skill in the area develops so will stamina.

It's like learning to exercise, it takes time to adjust to a routine. On that note it is the same with practicing faith. We get what we put into it, and if we don't put much we don't get much either. That's why I try to learn what I need to so I can have a fuller life of faith that is fulfilled by study and by fellowship.

One can love God all they want but they need to share it in their life, their joys and sorrows as well as the little miracles God provides in order for us to witness to His Truth. But it is also the witnessing of His love that is the focus of what He does for us. At least for me anyway. I know he has given me a special gift and he continues to show me more as time goes by. When it is time to go further He will provide the way in which to go. Even now something has been taking place and is slowly showing itself. And if I need it spelled out to me then God will do so in His way.

As one person I have spoken with had said to me, why am I waiting for God to show me the way. And I said, but I'm not I am living my life as he has allowed me to. It is along the way that he does show me what I have been patiently waiting for, His everlasting love.

Reach out

Yesterday morning I had gone to Mass. The decorations in the Church this year are beautiful. But I am always amazed by the power of the Holy Spirit. After receiving communion while reflecting, I had the desire to reach out and touch someone. I felt this again, but somehow knew who I was to touch. so I did, I reached out to touch the Lady in front of me. I did God's will then, by the prompting of the Holy Spirit.

This I am finding has happened a few times, without my realizing it is God's will and my obedience. I am discovering that he will continue to manifest an idea or thought until it is taken care of. Like yesterday, I kept getting this thought to reach out and touch, once I did, the thought goes away and is replaced with thankful thoughts.

What I found odd was the Lady had thanked me for the burst of energy she was given. I never felt a thing. All I know is I did God's will when it was asked of me. And I relayed that to the person. After all everything is from God, not from me.

I am thankful that he has done these things a few times after I have received communion. His grace in those moments are the most wonderful to have.

This was the highlight of my morning, the rest of the day was spent making tiny meatballs. I am also finding out my Dad is not doing as well as he should. When he does some physical things, it affects him so much. He has gotten so thin in the last few years. He had a phone call yesterday about his only surviving Aunt in Canada. He was told she is dying. It seems there is not always pleasant news, but others are going through the same when they witness their loved one's decline in health. All I can do is pray for them. And offer their suffering to God, in hopes that he would restore to them their health. In my family I have witness through the years the ups and downs of health between my parents. We all used to say when one got sick and had to have surgery, the other would soon have one too just to keep up with the other.

We all will die someday, it is with hope that when we do it is with a clean heart. Where we will be with the Light of the World.