A couple of months ago, I met with our Parish priest for some spiritual direction. One of my main concerns was my children and their life styles. Months before, actually almost a year ago, I started to step back and look back at my parenting approach and found I had let go of God’s hand when it came to raising my children. I had started to be more controling, using God’s plan as my excuse to being so strict. But in the process, I discovered that I had stopped SERVING God and looked more into helping my husband make “star athletes” of our children. In the all consuming “job” of keeping up with all the practices and games, I lost God. I stopped serving at church, I stopped being a minister to others, I stopped being a light for our God. Most importantly, I stopped being an example to my children
Trying to find my way back would mean going against my daughters’ and husband’s one passion, softball. To this day, I have not crossed that bridge.
As God continued to pull at my heart to serve more, our parish priest asked me to help in a campaign to raise money for new facilities at our parish. I immediately said YES! There was no need to ponder the situation because I knew if I waited any longer I would come up with an excuse NOT to participate. And so I started the small project to design the campaign material.
A couple of weeks later, I was asked to help sing at the Saturday evening Mass. Of course I said YES. I was already helping with the Sunday Spanish choir. Fulfillment!
Answering God’s call isn’t as easy as I made it seem. It took years to realize the importance and then decide to answer. But I’m grateful to be able to help.
My next goal: find a ministry to help the less fortunate. I pray God gives me the strength and ability to fulfill my mission. I want to be able to make a difference. I’ll listen more closely to God’s next phone call…. Lord it is I, your servant.
Ring Ring!!!!! Pick up your phone….
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