The Eleventh Hour

Written in loving memory of loved one's who have passed away. Having recently dealt with the passing of my husband's uncle and my best friend's father has left me to reflect on the meaning of living a faith filled life. The interesting thing, is as I was clearing out our storage space in the basement last week, God revealed something to me that I felt compelled to share.

Why is it that only when we are preparing to say “good-bye” we come to realize the true value of what we have?

Among the pile of items we no longer use, we found an old favorite toy of the boys that we obviously forgot we still had. This toy had been put away for a few years (that’s how long it’s been since we went through our storage space) When we dug out the toy, we were discerning whether to donate it or sell it, but as all of you Mom’s know, our boys wouldn’t hear of separating from this toy, so they are now enjoying their reunion and playing with it again.

It struck me that at times we treat our faith the same way. Especially for those of us born and raised in a Catholic family. I have witnessed a few times, among my family & friends that only when they are facing the end of their earthly lives do they come to appreciate the faith that was instilled in them as children. Somewhere along their adolescent and adult life they felt their faith life wasn’t as important, but once they deal with a serious illness, or come face to face with their mortality they realize that clinging to God and preparing for heaven is much more important than any accomplishments they may or may not have had in their earthly life.

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