A dinner to remember Part I
I will do a Christmas post soon... very soon, dear friends... but first I wanted to share a long overdue reflection on a lovely evening spent with lovely people. I promised this to one of the evening's participants; it's time I made good on that.
On the first Saturday of December, our little family has the privilege of enjoying a delicious meal with old friends. It was a beautiful night of affirmation in God's mysterious plans for each of His children.
There I was able to see Sister I., one of my closest friends since high school, for the first time in a long time. I smile when I think back to our times shared before we entered what are now our vocations. After high school and for the first years in university, I seriously discerned religious life. She was with me during this time of immense growth, and accompanying growing pains, and was a real rock for me.
Seeing her now, I still must smile, even more broadly, as she radiates such joy. She is a member of a growing religious community of Franciscans, and looks so positively beautiful in her simple habit and veil.
She is like a candle burning warmly and softly in an otherwise darkened room.
Sharing a meal with her that night meant so much to me. Because she was such a support to me as a I muddled my way through young adulthood prior to marriage, it means so much to have her friendship in my married life as well. I hope to see her more, soon, and have my children get to know her. What a real witness of joy she is to her vocation, and to the Christian life itself.
I will continue this post if not tomorrow then the next day, reflecting on the equally inspiring company of Sister I.'s older sister, E.
I could easily write the whole reflection right now, but being that this is still Christmas, I am going to enjoy some computer-free time eating cheese and crackers and reading C.S. Lewis instead (why exactly do I need it to be Christmas to feel motivated to do that?).
On the first Saturday of December, our little family has the privilege of enjoying a delicious meal with old friends. It was a beautiful night of affirmation in God's mysterious plans for each of His children.
There I was able to see Sister I., one of my closest friends since high school, for the first time in a long time. I smile when I think back to our times shared before we entered what are now our vocations. After high school and for the first years in university, I seriously discerned religious life. She was with me during this time of immense growth, and accompanying growing pains, and was a real rock for me.
Seeing her now, I still must smile, even more broadly, as she radiates such joy. She is a member of a growing religious community of Franciscans, and looks so positively beautiful in her simple habit and veil.
She is like a candle burning warmly and softly in an otherwise darkened room.
Sharing a meal with her that night meant so much to me. Because she was such a support to me as a I muddled my way through young adulthood prior to marriage, it means so much to have her friendship in my married life as well. I hope to see her more, soon, and have my children get to know her. What a real witness of joy she is to her vocation, and to the Christian life itself.
I will continue this post if not tomorrow then the next day, reflecting on the equally inspiring company of Sister I.'s older sister, E.
I could easily write the whole reflection right now, but being that this is still Christmas, I am going to enjoy some computer-free time eating cheese and crackers and reading C.S. Lewis instead (why exactly do I need it to be Christmas to feel motivated to do that?).
cheese + crackers + c.s. lewis = heaven.
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