My Tangible Prayer

All who touched him got well.
From Mark 6:56

Lent 2018 will begin in ten days. Every year, I try to set aside these forty days much the way a couple sets aside time for a getaway together. If my husband and I are astute enough to retreat and to nurture, and sometimes recapture, our love for each other, it makes sense to do the same in our relationships with God. The time I spent in Israel has intensified my need in this regard.

I walked the roads and byways where Jesus taught. I peered into a home in the tiny town of Nazareth which certainly housed Jesus’ neighbors. Had Joseph and Mary and he visited there? I stepped into the ruins of the synagogue where Jesus and Mary Magdalene prayed. Did they meet there or on one of the excavated streets nearby? I spent time in the Garden of Gethsemane where Jesus prayed to be rid of his cross. I visited the Church of the Holy Sepulcher where everything ended and everything began. Jesus’ life had become frighteningly and awesomely real to me. I left Israel compelled to make this awareness known to Jesus in a tangible way.

I hope that my affection for the Lord God is obvious in my efforts to fill this space every day. I hope that most of what I do speaks to this. Still, daily demands often distract me. I don’t take the time to speak my affection to God or to simply reflect in God’s good company. Lent 2018 provides the perfect opportunity to remedy this. I’ve decided to find my trip itinerary. I’m going to revisit each stop along the way in Jesus’ company. I’ll tell him what it meant to me. Then, I’ll listen for what he has to say…

Good and Gracious God, thank you for the gift of Jesus. He offered us a lifetime of glimpses into your great love for us.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

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Touch The Moment with Love

This people honors me with their lips,
but their hearts are far from me…

From Mark 7:6

My assessment of my circumstances and myself as New Year 2018 continues is moving along. The past few days’ reflections give me reason to pause. I’ve been extremely blessed by many good people in my life who’ve shared God’s love with me. It occurs to me that a priority for this new year is for me to be diligent in doing the same. Though I may not be able to counter all of the ills of this world or of my own life, I can do something to bring God’s love to the moments at hand.

I’m not going to stand on a street corner quoting scripture, preaching or reading my posts to those who happen by. However, I can offer a smile as I pass my fellow humans. I can be patient while waiting in line at the store, using my time to pray rather than to fume. I can smile at that noisy toddler in church so her parents realize that their efforts are appreciated. I can listen to the lonely gentleman who seeks out a willing ear every time I look in his direction. I can phone an ailing friend and visit a parishioner at the nursing home. I can take the grandkids while my son and daughter-in-law enjoy an evening out. I can also donate groceries to the food pantries my parish supports. Whenever I encounter an opportunity, I need to embrace it! This is the best way for me to spend New Year 2018. I will share God’s love along the way to New Year 2019!

Dear God, help me to bring your love to others every moment of every day.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

To Serve With Love

Stephen was a man filled with grace and power,
who worked great wonders and signs among the people.

Acts of the Apostles 6:8

In the event that you were too busy to go online yesterday, CHRISTMAS BLESSINGS TO YOU! I hope that your Christmas preparations came to fruition with great love! Today, there’s nothing more to do than to continue to enjoy yesterday’s successes and to forget the rest. As I consider my own list of positives, I give thanks. I’ve been generously blessed. At the same time, I’m opting to forget the things which weren’t to my liking and are out of my control. I’ll work on my own contribution to those negatives in the new year!

With that, I turn my thoughts to today, December 26, The Feast of Stephen. Stephen is among the first chosen to serve as deacon to assist the apostles in carrying out Jesus’ work. While the apostles tended to preaching, Stephen and those like him tended to serving the corporal needs of the people. They saw to it that widows and orphans were fed and that those who needed care received it. Today, I hope to continue my Christmas observance by engaging in good deeds as well. The truth is that we’re all called to be good and just souls who live lives of service just as Stephen did.

On this feast of the first deacon, I offer my thanks to the many deacons among us for all they do for us and for those in need!

Dear God, thank you for the gifts of Christmas 2017, the Gift of the First Christmas and the gift of those who live the Christmas Spirit throughout the year.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

They Serve and Protect Us

Upon their hands, the angels shall bear you up,
lest you dash your foot against a stone.

Psalm 91:12

On this Veteran’s Day, I cannot help thinking about those who serve and protect us both nearby and far away. It seems that every passing day gives reason for us to pray a bit more fervently for their safety. Whether they serve us overseas or here at home, these dedicated personnel have set aside their personal lives to do so. Ones politics doesn’t matter in their regard. They serve us and protect us regardless.

Though I know God remains with each one in spite of what may come his or her way, it is a worthy endeavor to keep them in our prayers just the same. At the same time, let’s add a prayer of thanks for the hundreds of thousands of veterans among us. Though it is only recently that we’ve acknowledged the toll taken by active military service, all of our veterans have suffered in one way or another simply because they have served this country of ours.

Happy Veterans Day, Dear Veterans and Veterans-in-the making. Thank you for everything!

Dear God, bless them generously and be with them all.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Angelic Friends

To the angels God has given the command
to guard you in all your ways.

Psalm 91:11

Some time ago, my sister invited me to accompany her to a talk at her church by a woman who believes strongly in the presence of angels in our lives. I happily tagged along because the topic was familiar territory to me. Very early on, the good sisters taught me about God and about these special helpers who dutifully keep an eye on each one of us. It had been a long time since I’d heard any talk of angels…

The woman’s presentation did not disappoint. She related both her own angelic encounters and those of many others which she’d collected and researched. She’d certainly done her homework ruling out other explanations for many impossible-to-explain events. Afterward, while we enjoyed refreshments, a few hard-to-convince skeptics admitted that they were truly moved by what they’d heard. So was I.

Over the years, I’ve been privy to similar accounts. Because I’m willing to listen, many people have shared their stories with me. They most often begin with: “I’m going to tell you this, Mary, because I know you’ll believe me…” Their sincerity and their own efforts to explain away what occurred leave me no choice but to accept the validity of what they share.

Our current difficult times invite us to open ourselves to God’s angels. Whether or not they fit the descriptions offered in the scriptures and other holy writings matters little to me. Having someone in our corners from the spiritual realm is a great gift. Though I believe God is always with me, it’s nice to know that God’s helpers are here as well.

Dear God, thank you for these unexplained glimpses of your goodness.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Comfort Them

You shall not fear the terror of the night
nor the arrow that flies by day.

Psalm 91:5

I’ve shared before that we celebrate our granddaughters’ birthdays with overnight stays. Though the girls look forward to these special times with Grandpa and me, bedtime is sometimes a challenge. Each one chooses her bedroom. Still, it’s unfamiliar territory after sunset. The creaks in our house aren’t the same as those at home and our night-lights aren’t quite bright enough to calm all of their fears. So it is that saying prayers and good night has become a more lengthy ritual here than it is at home with Mommy and Daddy.

I admit that I enjoy reassuring my granddaughters. It allows me the opportunity to pay forward the kindness God has extended to me. It also reminds me to offer a prayer of thanks for the consolation which has carried me through so many difficult times.

Every day, you and I encounter people who need reassurance in situations far more disparate than my granddaughters’ night-time uncertainties. These are perfect opportunities to pay it forward when it comes to God’s love. Whatever form our support takes, it will make all of the difference in the world to the person who needs it. It will also make a difference in this world-at-large.

Dear God, help us to be as creative as you are when it comes to doling out our love.

©2017 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved