This week included the day which I had long ago recognized as my personal annual d-day if there is ever going to be one, on which I might hold to a minimum the long term pain of making a stupid and self-absorbed decision. It isn't that I am looking to make such a decision, but rather putting even the possibility off to this one occasion of the year helps me dismiss any thought patterns that might lead me there. I find it ironic and perhaps providential that this week I have received two incredible compliments which have been building me up.
The first came on Tuesday, when a young woman of faith whom we have watched grow up in our parish shared a birthday blessing, telling me that because of me she knows it is sometimes possible to tell just by looking at someone that they know Jesus. She said that for as long as she can remember she has watched me radiate God's love, joy and peace in a way that few can. I know I don't get the slightest bit of credit for that grace, for it is the work of God. But I am so grateful that he has let his light shine through me in this way, even though I have not known it.
The second was today after Jesse's Mass of Christian Burial. Our music director told me how much she enjoys working with me, how easy I make things for her. I know she's a stickler for good worship and excellence in music, and this compliment means all the more because of her high standards.
God is so good, to allow us to participate in and radiate his glory!
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