J: Today is the Feast of the Assumption of Mary (a Holy Day of obligation. Boys- I'm sure there's an evening mass tonite somewhere close to you). I took GRB to church and the opening song was Hail Holy Queen. It brought back so many memories. When we were growing up, we had to say nighttime prayers as a family. We all knelt before the crucifix at the top of the stairs and said prayers followed by a song. We took turns choosing the song, and when it was GRB's turn, he always chose Hail Holy Queen. So of course singing it today made me wistful for times gone by and the GRB of old.
I was just starting to feel sorry for myself, and the rest of our family, given the plight of the Daises, when Fr. Tim started speaking. He spoke about Mary accepting the invitation to be the Mother of Jesus. It couldn't have been easy to say yes. He spoke about our job as Christians: to say yes to the invitations that Jesus extends to us in our lives. To accept the challenges he puts before us and live our lives in the best way we can.
I looked around the church and here is what I saw: A grandma with her incredibly handicapped grandchild who couldn't have been more than 4 years old; a mother who just lost her adult son to an overdose; a mentally handicapped man about my age; a couple whose adult son just underwent emergency open heart surgery after he almost died. Those invitations could not have been easy to accept. Yet there they were at church, shouldering the burden, living a Christian life as best they could.
My invitation suddenly seems a whole lot easier to bear . . .