I recently gained permission to travel. We decided to start with a quick road trip. It’s difficult to explain how toilsome traveling can be when you’re trying to manage an uncooperative body. Prior to this weekend, I must have made half a dozen lists of everything I could possibly need. I felt so nervous and excited! I was trying to do everything I could to prepare and make this a success.
Rewind to my fourth grade year, in a SoCal Catholic school, with Mrs. Harvey. She had us complete a California mission project that must have lasted an entire grading period. As a class we ventured to some of the missions. Individually, we had to choose one and actualize a project, complete with a plastered replica. I remember my mother driving me to see the mission I chose, San Gabriel de Archangel. I also remember my stepfather (we don’t use the word step in our family, but for simplicity of the post) guiding me and helping me build that intricate replica. It was in fourth grade that I fell in love with the California missions. That love has never left.
Knowing we would be in close proximity to the mission, Kyle offered to go to Easter mass at the San Diego de Alcala Mission, the first of all twenty-one missions. If I could have jumped in excitement, I would have! I instantly began praying that my body would cooperate just long enough to attend mass.
God is so good! We were able to attend mass and walk around the mission afterward…without my cane! Thank you Father. Mass was incredible! The mission was beautiful! My heart was and still is overflowing.
I hesitated to share this post. I believe in Matthew 6:5-6 “When you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners, all to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. But when you pray, go into your room, close the door, and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”
It is for this reason that I felt some wavering in posting this. I akin the above to our current social media. Am I posting for all the world to see my “holiness”? I decided to share because my heart is so full of His love. I want others to know He is always waiting, wanting us to seek Him. He gave His only son so that we may healed. Healed! This pain, this uncooperative body, the many barriers to improvement are all temporary. That thought overpours my cup! It fills me with gratitude and makes me want to share. I know I am human. I know I do things incorrectly, and can exhibit unwanted, unrighteous behavior. I need my Saviour. That is why I shared.
I am always looking to learn and grow as a human and Christian. I would love to read your perspective, guidance, and feedback. Please leave me a comment or drop me an email.
Vaya con Dios.