On the green grass of the little chapel by the sea, sits a statue of the blessed Virgin Mary. On this day, a beautiful one here on Cape Cod, a Mass is being held for some youngsters who will be confirmed in the Catholic Church. What is confirmation? When I was confirmed in England, around the age of 17, I studied some basic Catholic and universal truths that gave me the confidence that I was part of something much greater than myself. In other words, I felt part of something. Somewhere along the way, I lost that feeling of closeness with the almighty. I was always looking for it “out there”, as I’m sure that I was not alone in that illusory adventure. As I rocketed through my twenties, thirties and even early forties I seemed to drift further and further from that feeling of oneness, with doubt, fear, anger and guilt. However, as luck would have it, I began going back to Mass again, in a more earnest way, and as I let go of my old worn out collection of outdated thoughts and thought systems that were an illusion to begin with, for they were born mostly out of my own fear, I began to realize that I was not alone–THAT I NEVER WAS. That is what I pray today, check that, sing in hope for today for these young men and women who, like me at that age, are looking past the ceremony to the dinner afterward. But maybe, just maybe, some will take the moment that they have every right to, and reflect on what it means not just to be a “good Catholic”, but moreover a good steward and light in this world so desperately in need of the good news that IS them, you and me. Peace M
May 20, 2009
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