Along the journey towards the greater, there are many small, daily steps to better understand oneself, God, and others. This is one of my “daily steps”.
Sometimes preparing to go to Sunday mass stresses me out.
I think this might be a true statement for all #parents at some point in their journey. Kids are messy and unpredictable after all.
I remember one Sunday when I was a little girl, I had been trusted to get myself ready for mass. I, however, kept playing just a little longer, until I heard my parents call that it was time to leave for mass and I had to frantically try and get dressed. I couldn’t find a complete pair of shoes… any of them. Except one old dirty pair of keds that I vaguely remember having no laces. I finally went downstairs and told my parents. We were already gonna be late because of me, so they took me as I was.
As we all got out of the car quickly to try and get into church before the opening song ended, I stepped in what I can only describe as the largest wad of blue gum ever. I don’t recall what my parents reaction was but I can imagine as a parent now how frustrated I would be (especially since my son and I had a similar shoe finding incident just this morning).
So sometimes preparing to go to mass stresses me out. And I think that’s probably because I forget that #perfection is not what #God wants from me. That is not the point.
My dirty keds with gum on the heel are nothing compared to what I describe from my own boys in today’s #dotmagis post for @loyolapress ‘s ignatianspirituality.com called “Imperfect but Hopeful.”
I quote #jeanvanier in the article as well, but here’s another great quote from him: “Weakness, recognized, accepted, and offered, is at the heart of belonging, so it is at the heart of communion with another.”
From my article: “My prayer for all of us this holiday season is that we may walk together—as our imperfect human selves—moving ever forward in hope.”
