5/31/2009

Up On A Roof...


I'm reminded of the early days of my 'break'. I came and sat up on the roof a few times to write, think and reflect. Today is such a gorgeous day and there's a little piece of shade up here, so I had to take advantage! There's a great breeze coming over from Coney Island, not too warm.

Today's mass reflected on change. How nothing in life stays stagnant (thankfully) and not all change is good, or quick enough for our liking. Yet, change is how we see the Spirit at work. Calling us, moving us (sometimes, maybe, pushing us) to keep going.

Today a little baby was baptized (full immersion in the font!) and as his daddy held him up high, one couldn't help but feel both hopeful and called. We all have a chance to bring around change. Change for the better, if we try hard. We all have an obligation to do so. If not for ourselves, then for the future. Some change is bigger than we are; and we have to call in reinforcements. Most changes are small, but significant in the context of the world within which we live. It takes commitment, passion, and a willingness to try...no matter how small or how big the change may be.

We get tired, uninspired, fed-up and worn down. And then you see something like a little baby being help up high, to the sky, and you realize that you aren't that tired. Or uninspired. Or fed-up. Or worn down. No...the future is dependent upon us. Yes, change takes time. But it has to begin. And we have to stick with it. And keep challenging ourselves and others. And supporting one another to be better at what we do and how we do it.
Most of my life decisions have been about change. I don't prefer to live in a stagnant world, or work in a stagnant environment where everyone thinks/believes that everything is fine. Where's the fun in that? Or the challenge? Or the growth? Or the living?
Baby Noah, welcome to the world. Welcome to change.

1 comment:

Sandra said...

So, I'm taking a much-needed break in my workday and your thoughts couldn't be more powerful...thank you for sharing, Sandy. (It didn't help that you spoke of a Baby Noah...I still think of my Noah as a baby, too. So much I've changed for him...all in the hopes of making his life, his world, his experiences better for him and his future). Again...thanks...