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from glory to glory…

It’s Not About Me…

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_assignment/blogging-101-introduce/

The Lord has appeared of old to me, saying: Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you. –Jeremiah 31.3

Funny the Blog 101 assignment would choose this to begin the new session. In the past 24 hours I had begun to consider sharing a bit more about what has influenced the content I share on a WordPress blog site. In my first “about” post, I concentrated so much on streamlining my introduction that I left out the fact that God used my childhood in Georgetown, DC to immerse me in a multi-ethnic, multi-racial, multi-cultural environment while being grounded from youth in Catholic spirituality…

Many might conclude that everyone who came out of Georgetown, DC is the product of privilege and affluence, but that was not the case in my life. As God saw fit, my parents were “immigrants” to the DC metro area from the Mid-west during WWII. My father worked in a Government facility which supported our US forces in the war effort, and he and our family were housed in Federally provided housing for war-time laborers leased on Jesuit property adjacent to Georgetown University. We were the Capital City’s “poor relatives” until the lease on the land expired in 1955 when the community of which I was a part in the first part of my life this side of Heaven was dismantled and scattered. God provided a house for our family in a working class neighborhood of Arlington County, VA which introduced me to new schools and a student population which was less diverse culturally and ethnically, and awakened me to the existence of others more privileged and affluent than me. We were now the “poor relatives,” in a growing, suburban post-war region…

Did I feel poor? Not so much in the material sense; but I always felt left out–like a stranger–on the outside looking in. None of that feeling was because my shoes and clothes were second-hand or home-sewn. The poverty I felt was an insatiable desire to be loved and wanted by the father which God ordained would be my earthly dad. My mother loved me in a thousand ways which will be topics of other posts. For this moment, what is essential to say is that I was born with a God-shaped hole in my whole being which took a long time to be filled, and in perfect timing.  I can only say, as I reflect on that difficult passage in this life God has given me, that God must have wanted me to turn to Him with all my heart first and foremost. I believe–and not without evidence to the facts–that God left me unsatisfied by anything earthly so that He could show me His own extraordinary capacity to be both Master of all creation and supremely intimate Lover of my soul.  He used my exposure to Catholic liturgy to draw me back from the brink of despair to be reborn and filled with assurance of life and love and purpose…

God didn’t satisfy my appetite for being loved and wanted by my dad, even though before he died my dad voiced his thanksgiving that I was around to help him get through the hardest time in his life–his dying days. But for the grace of God, neither one of us could have foreseen the work and purpose of God brought to fruition in those two years of our relationship.  I could not have ministered to my dad if I had not already experienced the love of God as my eternal Father through faith in His Son Jesus Christ. Indeed, I could not have known any mercy without the love of God as my eternal Father drawing me to the Arms of the Lord Jesus Christ…

Now, I write about Him and the LIFE He has given me in Jesus. By the power of the Holy Spirit  He has poured the exceeding riches of His grace into me. Why would I keep silent with so great a Salvation filling and satisfying my being in all kinds of circumstances–in tears, in laughter; in joys and in sorrows; in the painful and the pleasant; in the comfortable and the unsettling? That would be like a doctor withholding the cure for cancer from a dying soul…

Now, I need to insert this into my original “About” post…

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