Do you believe in miracles? I do. Those little miracles that occur during times of seeming hopelessness, that bring sudden renewal out of the ashes and a faith transcending and never-ending, the evergreen story of the Good News and the hope of the Resurrection.
This Lent, I’m asking to be given the grace of detachment, to let go and let God, especially in times of heartache, turmoil, and disappointment. The grace to not hold things so closely that they replace God as the focal point of my life.
A few days ago, I was walking back to my workplace from a lunch event, when I spied an old Royal typewriter in the window of a vintage shop. Seeing it, I caught my breath, for it brought back in vivid detail a time when my family and I were struggling with poverty.
There was a line from a popular movie that became a famous slogan in the Seventies: “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it anymore!” I would say that pretty much sums up the way faithful Catholics feel today.
I was raised on the Golden Rule, but it has taken me a lifetime to fully comprehend and appreciate what these words truly mean. It is certainly more than taking care of those in your charge.