It has been a while since I have been on, a bit of the mid-winter blahs no doubt. But I am full of the glimpses of God moments. Today, I will only share one though and it came last week during the funeral for my sister- in- laws mother. This was a very difficult thing for my sister-in-law as she was in a position no child wants to be in and that is determining the continued care of her mother. These times are a bit of a torture for the people going through them, ever questioning “how do I know the right thing to do?” But if we look more closely and I mean really close, like at the heart of the matter, don’t we see grace at work after all? When the call was put out to hold our girl in prayer as she was feeling a bit distanced from her otherwise faithful God, there was an overwhelming display of love and faith that came her way. When she felt that her prayers were not being answered, we prayed harder and remembered that God answers our prayers always, just not always as we would wish. When she was at the depth of despair, her fellow seekers held her at heart and tried to be the arms, hands and feet of Christ. What did we do?? We simply believed! We believed with a stronger faith than she herself could muster, that God keeps his promises. This is what it means to be a people of Christ. This is what we are called to do. Christ has no body now but ours. So, when the time came for this very believing and faithful woman to pass from the earth, there was more left to be given her daughter and give her peace. Her wedding band gone missing two years earlier when the crisis broke initially with her mother suddenly appeared in a frequented and obvious place in their house. Her biblical readings on the morning of her passing included many passages of God answering prayers…(this she read before she knew her mother had passed) and at the wake I caught a glimpse of her as a very happy young girl greeting her husband to be….immediately I felt that was how they greeted each other in heaven. These are not only glimpses but cherished gifts. I know that she can rest in peace and that her daughter can be a peace knowing that she did the best she could by her mother, not only in her hour of need but thru her whole life.
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Wife, mother, blogger. Director of Faith Formation at an upstate inner city Catholic parish. Have facilitated adult faith groups. I love to garden even when it goes wrong. Same with writing...and we know it can go wrong. But here is where my love of God and love of writing intersect.