So Well Taken Care Of…

What you own belongs to the Lord
and is given for the good of all.

Leviticus 25:23

When I was a little girl, I didn’t realize how little we had. In many ways, this was a very good thing. I was rich with family and others in my life who supplied me with everything that I actually needed. It was in high school that I questioned my circumstances. Many of my classmates went shopping with their mothers on a regular basis. They also went out for lunch or dinner just for the fun of it. These girls dressed in the latest clothing as well. I suddenly found myself feeling that I had somehow missed out on something important.

At age sixteen, I secured my first job. This opportunity provided the means for me to pay for my college education and minimal “extras” beforehand. Early into this venture, I set aside a few dollars from each paycheck until I had enough money to go shopping for myself. While I enjoyed selecting my own clothing, my joy was short-lived. I found the prices of some items I liked to be prohibitive. I also found a new appreciation for my parents’ ingenuity in managing to feed and clothe their six children on blue-collar incomes. In the process, I discovered that I hadn’t been deprived of anything that I actually needed after all.

Loving God, you gift us with all that we truly need. Thank you!

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Well Provided For…

What you own belongs to the Lord
and is given for the good of all.

Leviticus 25:23

When I was a little girl, I didn’t realize how little we had. In many ways, this was a very good thing. I was rich with family and others in my life who supplied me with everything that I actually needed. It was in high school that I questioned my circumstances. Many of my classmates went shopping with their mothers on a regular basis. They also went out for lunch or dinner just for the fun of it. These girls dressed in the latest clothing as well. I suddenly found myself feeling that I had somehow missed out on something important.

At age sixteen, I secured my first job. This opportunity provided the means for me to pay for my college education and minimal “extras” beforehand. Early into this venture, I set aside a few dollars from each paycheck until I had enough money to go shopping for myself. While I enjoyed selecting my own clothing, my joy was short-lived. I found the prices of some items I liked to be prohibitive. I also found a new appreciation for my parents’ ingenuity in managing to feed and clothe their six children on blue-collar incomes. In the process, I discovered that I hadn’t been deprived of anything that I actually needed after all.

Loving God, you gift us with all that we truly need. Thank you!

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Saturday, Fourth Week of Easter

“Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever believes
in me will do the works that I do,
and will do greater ones than these…”

From John 14:7-14

My friend, John, talked about Mother Teresa before she had become known worldwide. John was a young priest who deeply respected this Albanian woman whose life inspired him so. Mother Teresa was drawn to the religious life very early on. After she entered the convent, she was eventually assigned to a high school in Calcutta. While teaching her students, she could not ignore the extreme poverty beyond the windows of her classroom. She was so moved by the need she saw there that she asked permission to devote herself to the poor. Mother Teresa eventually petitioned the pope for permission to found her own religious order which would be dedicated to serving those in the most dire poverty. Her mark upon this world of ours is undeniable.

John emulated Mother Teresa by truly living the spirit of poverty himself. He never drove a new car or owned a tailored suit. Though he eventually held an important and prestigious position in the archdiocesan seminary system, he never lost his flair for living the simple life. John always made time for those who needed him. John also did his best to make provisions for those in need -even the most difficult to love. When John passed away, we who knew him agreed that he was a very good man who emulated Mother Teresa and Jesus himself in all that he did. Perhaps John is our own saint-in-the-making.

Dear God, thank you for Mother Teresa, for John and for all of the good and generous souls who engage in the best of your work.