CALLED OR CHOSEN

There are some people who are called and a few who are chosen, and sometimes the chosen are called to carry heavy crosses. The weight of the words of those with willful intentions to hurt and harass is the kind of cross that pushes deep into the psyche, leaving a heavy footprint of fear and confusion. But the chosen, carry on, bearing the weight of the world-for the sake of those in the world-who need to hear the wonderful words of hope that come to us -from the cross..."Forgive them, for they know not what they do."

For me, there is no other way ...For this world is but a fleeting few memories compared to the next -where the eternal landscape grows larger and wider, bigger and brighter than all the twinkling stars that light up the dark night of the soul--invigorating our senses to understand that heaven is home and our journey's end is growing near.

I had the thought in Mass today-how blessed that we are to have been given the hope that comes on the cross from Love that is lived by dying to self. I know that it's hard and sometimes we fall...but I thought how much more we would do -if we simply could see- that God will answer our needs- if we are willing to trust in his word.

It is true-the crosses are heavy and the journey is long...but the lessons are lightyears ahead...waiting for us...to simply rest in their power and trust in their providence--to lighten the load...and lessen the pain...while leaving a Love -that keeps on living and breathing -long after we're gone.