I Repeat…

I’m sharing a second post today as some readers encouraged me
to repeat this for those who may have missed it on April 3…

“Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”

This advice was first offered to Mr. Fred Rogers by his mom. Apparently he truly appreciated his mother’s wisdom because he frequently repeated the same throughout his adult life. Fred Rogers used these words to calm worried children and adults as well when helping them to weather stressful times. A friend who is a paramedic is one of those helpers. Tired as he is, he still took the time to acknowledge the helpers all around him. This is what Paramedic Brandon wrote today…

“Just so I never forget…
Friday, April 3, 2020
I was at work while the rest of
the country was saving lives
on their couch.”

If you’re at home, wringing your hands because there is so much to worry about, remember Brandon. Remember Mr. Rogers. Remember that you are NOT alone. If all you can do today is to social distance by staying at home, you’re a hero in Brandon’s eyes. If all you can do today is to force a smile to encourage those who are at home with you, you are a helper and you are a hero in Mr. Roger’s eyes. If all you can do today is look beside yourself to the seeming emptiness on your couch, remember that couch isn’t empty at all. The love of everyone who cares about you -both nearby and faraway- is there with you. You are a hero in their eyes. Remember, as Paramedic Brandon observed, you’re saving lives!

Loving God, you’ve also made yourself at home on our couches. Thank for being with us for the long haul!

©2020 Mary Penich-All Rights Reserved

Some Things Need To Be Shared….

Though I normally post only once each day,
I couldn’t resist sharing the wisdom
that a friend just offered on Facebook…

“Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”

This advice was first offered to Mr. Fred Rogers by his mom. Apparently he truly appreciated his mother’s wisdom because he frequently repeated the same throughout his adult life. Fred Rogers used these words to calm worried children and adults as well when helping them to weather stressful times. A friend who is a paramedic is one of those helpers. Tired as he is, he still took the time to acknowledge the helpers all around him. This is what Paramedic Brandon wrote today…

“Just so I never forget…
Friday, April 3, 2020
I was at work while the rest of
the country was saving lives
on their couch.”

If you’re at home, wringing your hands because there is so much to worry about, remember Brandon. Remember Mr. Rogers. Remember that you are NOT alone. If all you can do today is to social distance by staying at home, you’re a hero in Brandon’s eyes. If all you can do today is to force a smile to encourage those who are at home with you, you are a helper and you are a hero in Mr. Roger’s eyes. If all you can do today is look beside yourself to the seeming emptiness on your couch, remember that couch isn’t empty at all. The love of everyone who cares about you -both nearby and faraway- is there with you. You are a hero in their eyes. Remember, as Paramedic Brandon observed, you’re saving lives!

Loving God, you’ve also made yourself at home on our couches. Thank for being with us for the long haul!

©2020 Mary Penich-All Rights Reserved

Welcome, Neighbor!

“Love one another.”
From John 13:34

The other day, I watched an episode of Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood with my grandsons. The show is well done and has been the source of many discussions between me and the kids. It elicited precious memories. Daniel Tiger is one of Fred Roger’s make-believe friends from Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood which I watched with my own sons too many decades ago. That effort wasn’t wasted as I truly tried to emulate Mr. Roger’s welcoming ways in my own life. His wisdom inspired my efforts, especially throughout my teaching career…

My most frustrating experiences were the result of observing stubborn or mean-spirited adults who refused to welcome others into the moment at hand as a neighbor would: A teacher who misrepresented a student rather than admit an error; a principal who refused to support a teacher whom she simply didn’t care for; a lunch monitor whose demeanor was less-than-welcoming toward “those” kids; a custodian who took his time when certain teachers called for help. This list exists in one form or another in just about every human institution, I know. How much more we’d accomplish if only we’d welcome one another as Fred Rogers -and Jesus- suggested.

Luke’s gospel tells us that a hungry homeless man, covered with sores, died on a rich man’s doorstep. He might have survived if the rich man had only welcomed him in. Today, God asks us to take notice of those above us, those below us and those who walk at our sides. “Take notice and welcome them all,” God says.

Patient God, I sometimes fail to offer your welcome. Please help me to see everyone around me with your loving eyes and to respond to each one with your loving heart.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Chosen and Loved!

Bless the Lord, all you God’s chosen ones…
From Tobit 13:8

During a recent visit, Grandpa and I watched an episode of Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood with our grandson. This program is an outgrowth of Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood. I fondly recall introducing our sons to Fred Rogers. It never ceased to amaze me that the mild-mannered Mr. Rogers managed to captivate the boys for the duration of every show. The truth is that I enjoyed each episode as much as my sons did, perhaps more so.

I say this because when we became parents, I think my husband and I understood the importance of feeling special and important, wanted and cherished far more than our sons understood these things. As a result, I think their dad and I did a reasonably good job of making them feel loved. Sadly, regardless of the efforts of those around us, many of us feel devalued, unwanted and unimportant. In spite of my parents’ best efforts, I experienced my own childhood moments of dejection and loneliness. I vowed then and there that, should I ever have children of my own, they would know that they are loved no matter what!

When we feel rejected, unloved and lonely, we convince ourselves that no one really cares about us. So it is that I echo the words which inspired Fred Rogers in the first place: YOU are God’s chosen one. God loves YOU even more than I love my sons and far more than you will ever know until you meet God face to face. On that day, God will clear up any doubt you have!

Loving God, thank you for loving each one of us as your precious child. Please give us the wisdom to never forget just how loved we are!

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Special, indeed!

Bless the Lord, all you his chosen ones…
From Tobit 13:8

During a recent overnight stay, our granddaughters asked to watch a Charlie Brown CD. Since we hadn’t yet had the television on, we all happily settled in to enjoy the show. Because I know every Peanuts offering by heart, my mind began to wander to similar viewings some years ago…

I fondly recalled watching Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood with my sons. It never ceased to amaze me that the mild-mannered Fred Rogers always captivated Mike and Tim for the duration of his show. The truth is that I enjoyed each episode as much as my sons did, perhaps more so.

I say this because when I became a parent I understood the importance of feeling special and important, wanted and cherished more than my sons did. I think their dad and I did a reasonably good job of making them feel loved. Sadly, regardless of the efforts of those around us, many of us feel devalued, unwanted and unimportant. In spite of my parents’ best efforts, I experienced my own childhood moments of dejection and loneliness. I vowed I then and there that my own children would know that they are loved no matter what!

When we feel rejected, unloved and are steeped in loneliness, we convince ourselves that no one really cares about us. So it is that I echo the words which inspired Fred Rogers in the first place: YOU are God’s chosen one. God loves YOU even more than I love my sons and more than you will ever know until you meet face to face. That day, God will clear up any doubt you have!

Loving God, thank you for calling each one of us your precious child.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Special Are You!

Bless the Lord, all you his chosen ones,
and may all of you praise his majesty.
Celebrate days of gladness, and give God praise.

Tobit 13:8

Though it was decades ago, I fondly recall watching Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood with my sons. It never ceased to amaze me that the mild-mannered Fred Rogers could captivate Mike and Tim for the duration of his show. The truth is that I enjoyed each episode as much as my sons did, maybe more so.

I say this because, when I became a parent, I understood the importance of feeling special and important, wanted and cherished, more than my sons did. I think their dad and I did a reasonably good job of making them feel loved because they were and continue to be loved more than I can ever put into words. Still, regardless of the good efforts of those around us, many of us feel devalued, unwanted and unimportant. In spite of my parents’ best efforts, I recall my own childhood moments of dejection and loneliness. It was then that I vowed I would assure my future children that they are loved no matter what!

We all find ourselves rejected, seemingly unloved and steeped in loneliness at one time or another. In spite of the best efforts of others, we convince ourselves that there is no one who really cares about us. So it is that today I echo the words of the One who inspired Fred Rogers in the first place: Celebrate days of gladness and give God praise because YOU are God’s chosen one. YOU are loved by God even more than I love my sons and more than you will ever know until you meet face to face and God clears up any doubt you may have!

Loving God, thank you for choosing each one of us to be your precious child whom gift with your absolute and enduring love. Remind us of this love often, especially when this world tries to convince us otherwise.

©2014 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved