Lent Day #44

It's truly amazing how a song, or a moment, or something very ordinary in the course of a day can trigger a memory.



We received our Holy Week Schedule in the mail a few days ago. As my Mother glanced over the list of week-long events, she started to cry. Now, our Pastor almost cried over the letter because they were sent almost three weeks ago and no one received them until a few days ago!



However, Mom was teary-eyed because reading the Holy Thursday schedule brought back memories of her brother, Tom. She told me that she and Uncle Tommy would attend the Holy Thursday service and then pray for an hour during adoration.



Uncle Tommy and Aunt Lucy have passed, but as you can see, their memories continue to live on in all of our hearts.



Even though I rarely show emotion in the presence of family members, I am a blithering fool. I am very emotional, which I believe I get from my Mother. I cherish family tradition, which in today's busy world, is almost extinct.



I do thank you, God, for allowing me to see you in every day occurrences. I am blessed that I have my Mother's faith. I don't need a life altering miracle like Jesus changing the water to wine. I see you and feel your gentle hand in a song that comes on the radio, in an elderly woman maneuvering her wheel chair while crossing the street, in a puppy that brings a huge smile to a small child, or a little boy who was not expected to live but now belongs to a church for the deaf and signs in the choir. I see you in my day-to-day life and thank you thank you thank you!



I could not function without your guidance and love.



I pray that You always give me the memories of what you did for me, Jesus, especially your dying on the cross. I owe my life to you.