So I haven't posted in a little while. Last week I was all like...hmmm I want to write something meaningful...and then a job posting came into my life and a cover letter had to be written...soooo let's give this another try...
Something meaningful...
Well y'all know by now that my faith is pretty important to me...but I'm not perfect...let's be honest sometimes I'm downright lazy...
And sometimes I notice my own laziness by witnessing others' actions...
There is this girl who goes to my ...well my Alma Mater now...weird...she goes to the college I just graduated from...
anyway she is always very deliberate and slow in her motions when she makes the sign of the cross.
It used to annoy me...I'm not sure why...maybe because I'm from a part of the country that does everything fast paced and it didn't matter to me that the mass would not start in the 5 extra seconds I had to wait for her to bless herself so that I could reach the holy water bless myself and find my seat...nope didn't matter at all...to me she was just doing it too slow and all I wanted to do was find my seat...
Then one day I thought about how I blessed myself...did I really think about it at all? nope
To me it had simply become muscle memory. Dip fingers in water, move arm about body, move on.
What does it even mean? ...She probably knows, she takes the time to respect that prayer...
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit....the Three persons of the Trinity....ummmm Hello...shouldn't we care about Them? ...yes...So why don't I think about the Trinity when I make the sign of the cross? Because it has become habit? Lame excuse self lame excuse...
Now, I'm no theologian, but I know that it is important to recognize the persons of the Trinity...so clearly I should take a lesson from that girl...the girl who slowly makes the sign of the cross every single time...maybe I should spend some time reflecting on the words that habitually go through my mind as I make the motions...instead of simply letting them pass by...
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