Last Sunday, January 27th at Our Lady of Czestochowa was indeed a special Sunday as Fr. Janusz gave me a comissioning and blessing before I left on mission. It was my last Sunday in my home parish. Again the Lord's confirmation and Divine Providence surrounded me. The first reading was from Isaiah 8:23-9:3 , a passage household Lord's Day weekly prayer. It is about the people of darkness encountering the light. I was reminded that on mission we are called to bear that light to those we encounter. Then His encouragement to trust in Him always was echoed through Psalm 27 "The Lord is my light and my salvation; who should I fear?" The Gospel for this particular Sunday was from the Gospel of Mark recounting Jesus' calling Peter, Andrew, James and John to come and be fishers of men.
When Fr. Janusz called me forward for the blessing my heart was over joyed. As I stood before the altar facing the Tabernacle all I could say to the Lord in my heart was "here I am". I was overwhelmed by the thought of how long He has been calling me to serve and preparing my heart for this moment go forth and finally this moment had come. Fr. Janusz said the parish would indeed be praying for me. He also asked me to remember them in my prayers. I thought to myself "How could I forget them or be cut off from them, it would be like a plant insisting on being severed from it's roots to be able to blossom and bear fruit. It simply does not work in that way. My roots are there and it is because of the fertile soil in which my faith group that that Sunday I was before Jesus to say "Yes, Lord here I am. I come to do your will".
We need to learn to love where we are right now. In this moment. To be faithful in the small and simple task we are called to do each day in our home, families, and work. Otherwise how can we be expected to love when called to leave the comfort and safety of our homes.
Know I carry you all in my heart of prayer.
Love and Prayer,
Sara
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Thanks be to God for our new missionary nurse! Welcome to the adventure of love, Sara, dear!
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