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Speaking from Within

Change is coming. As the season is turning from fall to winter, I can hear the subtle signs of change in the air. And, it’s been many seasons in the making. 

The past week at mass, Father Mike talked in circles about changes among our parish and cluster. He didn’t state anything for certain, but asked us all to keep an open mind. What I like best about his homily was that he made it relatable to us. He used himself as an example of how much he loved his own parish in the South Hills. Yes, all of his family’s most important moments in life happened within the walls of his church. And for us, it’s within the walls of our church that our faith has been supported and nourished. It’s difficult for us — it’s personal — our church is the compass that guides us. I can relate to this for my family parish of St. Rose of Lima has sadly already undergone the first phase of change.

I wanted to jump up and say, “You get it! Thank you that you don’t just speak the words that are politically correct — that you speak the words inside of your heart.” And I say this, because it’s a sign that Father Mike cares about how the changes are going to affect all of us. And that I can follow and support for the “Church Alive” campaign has not come with a lot of positive vibes for me. For the first time, I finally see the vision for this campaign. As in Ecclesiastes, everything has a season. And for the church, maybe it’s a great renewal of sorts. As hard as that will be for all of us, I will stand by my faith, no matter what it means. And it’s time that those who left our church find their way back to us.

Always B E L I E V E !

Thanksgiving is about a month from today. In honor of Thanksgiving, I’m going to post one little thing at the bottom of each blog post that I’m grateful for.

Today I was driving along Franklin Road in Cranberry Township on my way to physical therapy and passed a row of the most gorgeous, color fall trees in bright oranges, yellows and reds. It made my day!

God, thank you for the colors of fall.

The Endless Cycle of Life

Fall is just about to turn into Winter. We’re past the beauty of the colorful leaves and slowly the gray and barren branches are becoming prominent. But never fear, Fall has Thanksgiving and then it’s Christmas! There’s always a positive. This time of year, more than any season, reminds me of the passage from Ecclesiastes:

For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under Heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.

This verse is in my everyday prayer book, and I read it about twice a month. It makes me think  that life is a dance where we each have our 15 minutes of fame — we just have to reach out and grab it. It’s okay to be sad today, because tomorrow there will be laughter. And, no matter what happens today, tomorrow is a new day. It’s about the endless cycle of life. Our time will come and go and another time will come behind us.

The endless cycle of life — you can think of it in regards to everything — for everything under Heaven has a season. I feel like Fall is the end of the life cycle for a lot of things. From the leaves on the trees to the birds that migrate to warmer climates. My birds are hoarding bird seed. I can’t keep up with the demand! This week was cool at the beginning of the week, but then climbed into the low 70°-mark by this weekend. And it was blue skies and gorgeous sunsets. I think it’s our last weekend of that kind of weather. Soon another Winter will be upon us.

I was coming home from work the other night and turned onto Little Creek and at the first house on the left, the kids were playing in the leaves. Their mother was raking the leaves endlessly as they toppled into the piles, laughing and giggling. The girl had to be two years old at most and was wearing a zippered hoodie. It reminded me of a snippet of a home video my Dad took of us playing in the Fall leaves as Mom raked endlessly.

This video clip is 44 years old and I was three. I’m the one in the pink and my sister, Debbie is in the blue hoodie. The video also has my brother, Bob, Aunt Mary and my Mom (raking leaves). Even then, we loved the change of seasons! 

While I think some people can see this verse as very depressing  — to me it’s quite the opposite. I love the change of the seasons. And I love the decades of my life. Each decade has taught me something new about myself and about life. And yes, the end will come for each of us, but I truly believe, with all my soul that Heaven is a place that we cannot even begin to imagine. God has already prepared a place for each of us. Yes, I fear the end of my life as I know it, but I’ve trusted God this far. I’ll trust him along that final stretch. And life will go on and the cycle starts all over again.

Always B E L I E V E !