This weekend we had a huge banquet with my family and extended family consisting of four generations, to celebrate my birthday .
Birthdays remind us of why we’re born, of new life, of new beginnings. My catholic faith allows me to believe that each person has a purpose in life, a God given purpose to do God’s work. Be that by serving God through your family, your work or lifestyle.
I was not worried about growing older but believing and reflecting on all the reasons to be grateful and for the events of the past year. It was a happy time to celebrate my birthday for a great year I have had.
At the top of my list —is my Catholic faith. Our faith does not change my realities of life, pain and death: They still happen. But faith changes how I understand what it is that is actually happening.
Our Catholic faith goes deeper than our intellectual understanding. Our faith is not merely a matter of the mind, but a matter of believing in something that is a mystery but that is greater than ourselves.
I celebrated blessings of my husband and two beautiful girls, my health, my extended family, my friends, having a roof over my head, by belongings, my car, my pet dog, my work etc..
Life is different when viewed through the eyes of faith. My actions and opinions have been shaped by my faith. I have a heaven perspective and that impinges in all that I do. Sure I have made mistakes, but I know that with God’s grace I am forgiven.
The way I view marriage, life and death. The way I treat people, the way I have raised our two children, the way I have conducted myself at work has all come from my rooted catholic faith.
In these dark days for our country, I am increasingly mindful of the wisdom of our church’s social doctrine. Giving to others when it hurts comes from my faith. Helping someone in need comes from my faith. My volunteer work comes from my faith. My view of “Death” is not doom and gloom. “Death” is going to my eternal home where God is awaiting for my arrival in the time of His choosing. God is my Father – my creator. Heaven is where I will meet up with my awaiting family and friends.
I think of people who are dying or who have no faith and what they must be going through during their end of days. How denying God doesn’t deny the truth.
Getting older has its downsides. The doctor prescribes more pills. The knees and the back can’t handle as much time doing work as I once did. Once you get past 45, you know you are more than halfway home. I know that death is a door, not a wall.
Still, “Life is a banquet, . It is a banquet, and it is filled with foretastes of an even greater, heavenly banquet. Even in the rough times this past year, I felt that God and His Son Jesus were there to support me and lead me to the best solution that was heavenly possible. Praying to my creator God can direct the paths I take. Praying to my creator God can bestow grace upon me, my family and friends.
On my birthday it was a good day to celebrate with gratitude to my Creator.