Showing posts with label Our Father. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Our Father. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

It's Just the Next Step


                During the past year, I have had a regular confessor.  I wasn’t particularly looking for one.  Then, one day at the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in DC, I entered the confessional and the counsel that I received from the priest was so completely on target, that I would have thought that he had known me for some time. 

                A few weeks after that encounter, I learned of his confession schedule and began to go every other Sunday to “Mary’s House” to confess my sins to the Lord and receive His counsel though Fr. Bob.  Over the months, Fr. Bob spoke often of the gifts and fruits of the Holy Spirit - sometimes asking me to listen for those subtle nudges and sometimes pointing out the times when I followed the Spirit’s direction.

                The greatest benefit in going to him regularly, is that he challenges me in various areas of my life.  His words are not judgmental or harsh, but he asks me to consider my actions in the context for God’s love for me and for the world.  I found my definition of sin changing from what I did “wrong” to what I have done (or not done) that is not pleasing to God.

                Often, the penance I received focused on the Our Father. Rather than simply saying the Our Father, he would ask me to concentrate on a particular phrase of this powerful prayer.  Over the past year, my understanding of and joy in praying the Our Father has increased drastically due to focusing on phrases such as “Thy will be done” and “forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespassed against us” .

                 It has become our habit to talk for a few moments after absolution, if there wasn’t a line.  So in addition to being my confessor, Fr. Bob provided spiritual direction.  On Palm Sunday, after receiving absolution, he said, “our time together is coming to an end”.  I certainly wasn’t prepared for this comment, since this routine of regular confession has become an important part of my spiritual growth.          

                I learned that he is leaving Washington DC for a position in another part of the country.  His Ph. D., earned from Catholic University last year, will be put to tremendous use in this new position. Intellectually, I am thrilled for this opportunity for him and for the Church. Yet, I left the Shrine, one week before Easter, feeling sad, and a little abandoned.

                After prayer and consideration, I have put this loss of this Holy man of God into context.  And realize that it is time for him to take the next step and the same can be said for me.  Perhaps it means finding another regular confessor or perhaps the Spirit will guide me through a variety for priests.  It does not mean giving up my regular, comfortable schedule of celebrating the sacrament of Confession.  I need to be open to listening for that nudge that will help me take the next step in the right direction.

                Isn’t that what he asks me to do everyday!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Give us this day our daily bread

Give us this day our daily bread

It’s dark and quiet at 5:43 in the morning as I begin to write this entry. I light a candle, not to see, but for comfort.  I awoke a little after five this morning with thoughts racing through my head about what I didn’t do yesterday and how much I have to do today.  After the third attempt to shut off that annoying tape, that is only adding anxiety to my life, I rolled over and picked up my smart phone. 

“Catholic Daily Office” I typed into the browser and found the invitatory psalm for today.  I love the way this prayer cycle opens, “O Lord, open my lips and my mouth will proclaim your praise.”  What a suitable way to being any day, especially today! 

It is September, and any mom will tell you that these first two months of the school year are filled with frantic activity.  Additionally, I have new clients and as much work as I can handle.  Yesterday, I had five business meetings in five different places, and ended the day with a school parent’s meeting.  My weekly “to do” list is over 70 items, none of which I completed yesterday.  My meetings only added to my work.  In addition, in the business of yesterday, I didn’t feel in touch with God.  I haven’t written an entry to this blog in over two weeks.  Thus, my anxiousness with the dawn of another day.

I read the Psalms, searching for words that will draw me closer to God and relieve my anxiety.  As I read Psalm 62, I focus on “my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you.” Later in the same Psalm I read, “My soul clings to you; your right hand raises me up.”  That’s good stuff, but not what I need to quiet the apprehension for the day.

At the end of the set of prayers, I say the “Our Father”.  I say it again, because as I ended it, I realized that I only repeated it, not prayed it.  Then a third time, focusing on each word.  The words are as if they are being whispered into my ear.  “Give us this day our daily bread.”

Oh yes, what I need from God is for today and only today.  It is not to complete all of the things on my to-do list, solve all of my client’s problems or even clean every room in my house.  But to be present with my family today, to give excellent service to my clients, to praise and worship my God and to be Him to those I meet. 

“Give us this day our daily bread,” is such a powerful phrase, but so commonly repeated that it can lose its authority and strength.  Let this me my mantra for today, O Lord.

It’s now 6:58 am and the sun is up.  As I’ve pondered my morning prayer and written this piece, my family has drifted in and out of the room.  It’s time to begin the activity of the day, remembering that I need only focus on today and ask for “our daily bread”.