This I Can Do!

Why must I go about mourning
with the enemy oppressing me?.

From Psalm 42:2

Once again, I allowed circumstances over which I have little or no control to upset me. A newscast fueled my frustration with the powers-that-be in this world of ours. “Do they really believe that this sort of posturing helps any of us?” I asked the television. A phone call from someone with a “church question” prompted me to voice my impatience regarding the many rules which fail to serve God’s people. “Is this what God wants?” I asked myself. Then I reviewed my to-do list which included far more than I could ever accomplish in a single day. “Now what?” I asked.

Before I edited my to-do list, a chirping chorus drew me to the window. Five robins had gathered at the foot of our bird house. They seemed to be hashing out just how to proceed in settling into this spring’s home. The robins ignored several squirrels who chased one another through the trees. They also ignored the rabbit who nibbled at seeds just a few feet away. Eventually, the robins seemed to have finalized their plan because they flew away, each in a different direction.

My feathered friends hinted a bit of wisdom regarding what I should do about the tasks at hand. I’ll always be concerned about the affairs of this world and I’ll pray fervently regarding them. I’ll even write letters to those who might listen. In the mean time, I will tend to the work at hand by setting aside the things over which I have no control. Then I’ll be free to embrace the opportunities to actually do something about the tasks close at hand. This I can do.

Loving God, thank you for directing my efforts through your creatures great and small.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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What Shall I Do With Him?

Pilate said, “Then what shall I do with this Jesus…?”
From Matthew 27:22

In just seven days, we’ll observe Good Friday. Where have the first thirty-four days of Lent 2019 gone? It occurs to me that I need to adjust my focus and to make the most of the coming week. My husband’s recent battle with lingering flu symptoms and my own cold have drained our energy. These things have lengthened our to-do lists and shortened the time I usually invest in writing. Still, my husband and I are recovering. We will catch up one of these days. In the mean time, I return my thoughts to the coming week and to this Jesus who puzzled poor Pilate so. I offer a prayer for this Roman Procurator who couldn’t bring himself to deal with Jesus justly. Though Pilate sensed that those who brought Jesus before him had less than honorable intentions, he couldn’t move beyond his fear to question their intentions. Rather, he allowed that relentless mob to lead him.

This same Jesus rarely puzzles me. It is Jesus who revealed God’s limitless love and mercy to me. It is Jesus who inspires me to love my neighbors and enemies alike and to stop along the way to help anyone who needs me. Though I fail too often, it is Jesus who encourages me to try, try again to do my best. This is all that Jesus -and God whom Jesus revealed- ask of us.

During the seven days which take us to Good Friday, let’s answer Pilate’s question, “What shall I do with this Jesus?” Let’s respond to Pilate and to everyone else who wonders through all that we do. Jesus inspired me with the way he lived. Let’s do the same for one another.

Loving God, help us to share your love as Jesus did.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Our Healing Efforts…

Love your enemy and do good…
Be compassionate as God is compassionate.

From John 6:35-36

My goal this Lent has been to bring healing to this world through my efforts on behalf of those around me and within myself. I’d like to think that I’ve succeeded to some extent on both counts. Still, I’ve spent more time than expected on healing of the physical kind. Our household has been besieged by the flu and colds. Our attempts to return to good health have required much effort. The good news is that this time at home has provided unexpected opportunities to bring healing to those around us, especially for my husband.

He called his aunts, partly to catch up on the latest family news and mostly to check up on their well-being. He also called his cousins, out-of-town friends and those nearby. Mike’s efforts have kept once-fragile relationships intact. It was a while ago when Mike’s efforts were most successful. His uncle had passed away…

It had been years since they’d seen one another or spoken. Still, when my husband heard about his uncle’s passing, he went to his visitation. My husband’s generation wasn’t privy to the events which had brought about their parents’ strained relationships. In the end, he’d decided that his generation shouldn’t propagate these unknowns which had kept them apart for too long. When Mike arrived at the funeral home, his cousins welcomed him to mourn with them. They very much appreciated his effort. Later, when my mother-in-law passed away, Mike’s cousins graciously returned his thoughtfulness in kind. Ever since, all has been well.

Now that we’re recovered, I’ve rekindled my efforts with the hope that they will also end well!

Loving God, give us the courage and generosity to bring healing to those in need, especially when it is most difficult to do so.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Never Ever Alone!

In my distress I called upon God
and I cried out to my God;
From above, God heard my voice,
and my cry reached God’s ears.

Psalm 18:7

Our three granddaughters and our two grandsons often share the little “bugs” they pick up outside of their homes. A few weeks ago, while the girls were well, the boys had generously shared their runny noses. Grandpa and I can’t help chuckling over how much differently I respond to these mini-epidemics than I did to our firstborn’s first serious illness decades ago…

Little Mike was just a few months old when he was stricken with a high fever. The drops meant to lower his body temperature hadn’t yet worked. Our doctor warned that we would have to take our baby to the hospital if this continued beyond another day. Mike was our first child and my experience in such matters was limited. When I tucked him into bed that night, I prayed for his recovery. “He can’t go to the hospital, Lord. He just can’t go.” As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I prayed further, “You can do this, Lord. I just know it.”

During the night, when I held my baby close to feed him, he felt as cool as a cucumber. As he nuzzled against me, I whispered my thanks to the God who I knew would not disappoint. Over the years, I’ve come to realize that even if we had taken Little Mike to the hospital, God would have been with us through it all. You see, God has walked with many of my loved ones to places most of us fear. God has stayed with some through their recoveries and with others through their journeys home.

Loving God, I had no doubt when I prayed to you that frightful night. Keep me always aware that you walk with me and all of us through everything.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Love’s Power

The twelve were with him, as well as some women… Mary, called Magdalene…
and Joanna, the wife of Herod’s steward Chuza, and Susanna and many others,
who provided for them out of their resources.

Luke 8:2-3

The Sixth Station: Veronica Wipes The Face of Jesus

Though I’m unsure if a woman called Veronica actually came forward to wipe Jesus’ face, I am certain that the women in Jesus’ company followed him along that road to Calvary. Though the Roman soldiers frightened the others, the women who loved Jesus and all that he stood for did not abandon him on this dark day.

I don’t often hold my womanhood up for any purpose. I don’t want to be treated better or worse because of my gender. At the same time, I am grateful today that I am a woman. I understand Veronica and the reason she (or I) would wish to wipe Jesus’ face. This act would do little to alleviate the physical pain Jesus felt. Still, this kindness would touch his heart, piercing it more deeply than the lance the soldier would thrust a few hours later. Though Veronica may be only a legend, the power of any of us to touch another’s heart is very, very real.

Loving God, help me use my ability to love with eloquent generosity, just as you do.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

See Jesus In Their Eyes

Pilate said, “Then what shall I do with Jesus who is called the Messiah?”
All of them said, “Let him be crucified!”

Matthew 27:22

I’ve decided to seek a bit of guidance as I attempt to continue my Lenten efforts. This has become necessary because I’ve been far more busy than I’d like to be these days. My poor husband also has the flu, apparently one of the strains that this year’s flu vaccine doesn’t prevent. Juggling all of this has kept me from the moments of contemplation which normally fuel my days. So it is that I am plotting my path a bit more strategically, lest Easter surprises me before I’m ready. To guide my efforts, I’m turning to The Stations of the Cross. Though this ages-old prayer isn’t completely historically accurate, it certainly brings to life the spirit in which Jesus walked that road for us…

The First Station: Jesus is Condemned to Death

Jesus could have called down a legion of angels to rescue him from the crowds’ hatred. Rather, he endured this unfairness which would rob him of his very life.

In the face of Jesus’ unjust condemnation, I ask myself how often I’ve wrongly judged others. Was this the result of my own prejudice or did I simply follow the crowd who shouted loudest? Either way, I’ve decided that from now on I’ll look for Jesus in the eyes of my adversaries. Perhaps when I see him there, I refrain from doing to them what that crowd did to Jesus.

Loving God, help me to set aside my judgmental ways to make room for your unconditional love in my heart.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved