BLESSINGS TURNED SOUR
“So
I took it out of the angel’s hand, and I ate it and it tasted sweet as
honey, but when I had eaten it my stomach turned sour.” – Revelation
10:10
I
longed to serve God more and the opportunity fell on my lap like an
answered prayer. I was invited to join the choir, and I’ve never been
happier singing my heart out during Mass.
But
as the years passed, we kept losing members. At last, the time arrived
when I was the only one left standing in front of a microphone with no
one to play the organ or guitar. My dream had turned into my worst
nightmare!
Haven’t
we all experienced this? At some point, you wish you’d never married
your dream man. Maybe you’re slaving over your dream job. Or the child
you had such high hopes for becomes a disappointment.
When
that happens, it’s easy to give up and tell God it was never part of
the plan. But that’s a selfish way to treat God’s blessings. So I closed
my eyes, and sang in my not-so-perfect voice. As the welcome voices of
the parishioners joined in the singing and filled my ears, I prayed for
the grace to keep going, even when the conditions no longer suited me.
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REFLECTION:
“Make
sure that you let God’s grace work in your souls by accepting whatever
He gives you, and giving Him whatever He takes from you.” (Bl. Mother
Teresa)
Lord, please make us steadfast in faith, joyful in hope and untiring in love all the days of our life.
St. Clement I, pope and martyr, pray for us.
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