A snapshot of my spiritual life:
Late teens: I had basically nothing to do with God. No church, no reading of the Bible. Nothing.
Early twenties: Mostly the same as my late teens.
Rest of my twenties: Trying to figure out my faith life as I now had a daughter and I didn’t want her to grow up without God. Spent massive amounts of time debating and arguing with my cradle Catholic husband.
Age 30: Converted to Catholicism. Came home to Rome. Opened the treasure chest and never looked back.
Rest of my thirties: Started to figure out how to make room for prayer time. Read a heap-ton of religious books. Started blogging on our Catholic Faith. Realized I needed to serve the Church in some capacity.
Now in my forties: Podcasting on the Saints. Going to daily Mass. Understanding that I can’t wait around to follow Christ and working hard to be open to what He needs me to do. I’m not saint, but I desire to be for love of God.
Once St. Francis heard the call from God, he went all in. And I mean…all in.
Christ tells us today in the Gospel reading that we can’t wait around for the right time to follow Him. The time is now. How you go about doing that will look different at different stages in your life, but we can’t wait until we are retired and empty-nesters to help “rebuild God’s church.”
It is rare that all our ducks will be in a row in this life. Maybe for brief moments, but something always comes along. We must find our special way to serve God using our talents in the present moment.
St. Francis is a great example to us, Catholic Pilgrims, of deep trust in God and a willingness to set his hand to the plow and only look forward.
Have a blessed Wednesday.
St. Francis of Assisi, pray for us!
