Share God

When they fulfilled the prescriptions
of the law, they returned to their own town of Nazareth.
The child grew and became strong, filled with wisdom,
and the favor of God was upon him.

Luke 2:39-40

When our sons were born, we planned for their baptisms shortly afterward. No discussion was necessary. In our minds, it was only natural to share our faith with them. This endeavor went far beyond the day the priests poured water over their heads. Their dad and I weren’t simply sharing membership in the church. We were sharing our relationships with God.

I discovered early on that my parents did a good job of this. Though times were often tough, they never missed the silver lining in their circumstances. They had no doubt that God watched over them. Even when my young dad faced his own passing, he referenced this God who would see to everything for us and for him. My mom shared this conviction which saw her through the tough years which lay ahead. As for me, knowing that God understands has sustained me through many trials and tribulations throughout my life.

When Mary and Joseph first took Jesus to the temple, they planted the seeds of faith in him. It was up to him to make the most of this gift. When we introduce our children to God, our efforts are no less important. However we relate to our Maker, let’s share this with our kids.

Dear God, thank you for reaching out to us in such a variety of ways. Help us to share the treasure of knowing you with those you place in our care.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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Just A Peek

“…the hour is coming
and is now here when the dead will hear
the voice of…God.”

From John 5:25

We gathered the other day for our little grandson’ christening. I couldn’t help thinking of my mom as I watched. Family gatherings filled her with great joy and Little Daniel’s baptism would have been no exception. How I longed to see her hold this great-grandson! In the midst of my yearning, I realized that my mom was certainly among us. It was her passing not so long ago which convinced me…

My mom underwent surgery. Afterward, the surgeon remarked that while she had endured the surgery well, he discovered a rare cancer which was irreparably advanced. Her only treatment option was hospice care. While this news devastated us, our mother took it extremely well. “I’ve had a good long life,” she said. “I just hope I can do what I want for as long as I can.” With that, she announced that she intended to make good use of the facility where she had planned to recuperate. The only change in her plans was that this would be her last home.

My mother fulfilled the doctor’s prognosis of four months. She remained miraculously pain-free and medication-free, except for her insulin, for the duration. She was up and about until three days before she left us. During those final days, she mentioned the beautiful voices. Later, she remarked that her sisters were waiting for her. The morning of the day she passed, I asked if she was afraid. My mom’s face glowed when she answered, “Oh no, Mary. It’s beautiful over there!” Though I had read much of what has been written by those who have been to heaven and back, it was my mother’s testimony which put it all into perspective. Yes, Mom watched with me as Danny was baptized.

Loving God, thank you for the glimpses of heaven which ease us all home to you.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Share The Treasure

When they fulfilled all the prescriptions
of the law of the Lord, they returned
to their own town of Nazareth.
The child grew and became strong,
filled with wisdom,
and the favor of God was upon him.

Luke 2:39-40

When each of our sons was born, we planned his baptism shortly after birth. No discussion was necessary, except regarding who the godparents would be. In our minds, it was only natural to share our faith with our children. This endeavor went far beyond the day the priests poured water over our sons’ heads. We weren’t simply sharing membership in the church. We were sharing our relationships with God.

I discovered very early on that my parents did a good job of this. Though times were often tough, they always saw the silver lining in their circumstances. Perhaps what they actually saw was God watching over them. Even when my young dad faced his own passing, he referenced this God who would see to everything for us and for him. As for me, knowing that at least God understands has sustained my through many a trial and tribulation.

You know, when Mary and Joseph first took Jesus to the temple, they planted the seeds of Jesus lifelong relationship with his faith community and with God. When we introduce our children to God, our efforts are no less important. However we relate to our Maker, let us share this with our kids.

Dear God, thank you for reaching out to us in such a variety of ways. Help us to share the treasure of knowing you with our children.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved