I was just updating my calendar and making a note in all caps for February 2: WEBSITE MUST BE READY AND STOCKED because a cool new thing is beginning that week on Monday. This is a bit harrowing because we are literally moving the previous week. Anyway, more on that event (much more) later. Argh. I can’t get rid of the butterflies in my stomach.
So laying the event aside, as I was entering that on the 2nd I noted to myself that it is the feast of the Meeting of Christ in the temple. Of course this is one of the 12 great feasts, but this is also significant because this is when Father and I were received into the Church. I did a little mental arithmetic and realized that was 22 years ago. 22 YEARS?!?!
I looked at myself and thought, how disappointing that I have been able to avail myself of the riches of the Church for 22 years, a little less than half my life, and this is as far as I’ve gotten. Just when am I thinking I’m going to get serious about this? Heck, I’m not planning to, but I could drop dead tomorrow. What a paltry offering I would have to make.
It’s sobering to realize this is for real and you don’t get a second life or a do-over. This is the life I’m given and the crosses I’ve been handed and it’s up to me to follow the path to sainthood or wallow in mediocrity.