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Miracle of Wholeness



Sunday we celebrated the feast of the Holy Family at church.  I'll admit I was rather crabby when we got there - it nearly took an act of Congress to get my family out the door.  "Are we going to church this morning?"  "It's Sunday isn't it?  YES We're GOING!"  Which is not a question asked infrequently over the course of the last several weeks …

And perhaps figuring into the frustration of the morning is today is the sixth day of us all being home together.  And not on what I'd call a vacation … not with the constant picking up after them, meal planning - preparing - serving - cleaning up … oh and then there's the lack of quiet from the televisions!  Shall I go on?  I think not.  It's time for a change, isn't it.

And then there's the thought of going back to work this week.  That thought is not being met with overwhelming feelings of longing either … Honestly I'm just not ready to begin again with a sense of renewed energy for the work.  Maybe next week?

And as I sat today and listened to Father Jerry's homily, I was reminded why I continue to believe what I believe.  And I don't mean believe in God.  I mean the belief that my family is fluid, that is moves like the tides.  That there are good days and bad days.  That family is what is most important.

He told a great story of Christmas dinner at his sister's house.  How his dinner blessing, which is expected of him of course, brought several people to tears.  But he wasn't exactly sure why each one had tears.  And then he remembered that what causes the most happiness is also what causes the most frustration and pain .. family.  OH, that's what this is all about.  A lot of togetherness over the past couple of days .. with the ones that mean the most, and also with the ones that we are the most ourselves with .. has left a space .. or maybe it's a lack of space … to be reminded of what matters most… family.

And on the day that I needed to be reminded of that the most, I'm grateful to Father Jerry and his timely homily to remind me as we celebrate the Feast of the Holy Family!

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