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I had to play for the First Communion Mass at our church today. And I didn’t want to. I’ve been griping about it here at the house all week. Partly because my own kids are so busy during soccer season, and partly because I’m tired, and partly because it was right in the middle of the afternoon. I didn’t want to do it.

So, after a couple weeks of beautiful weather in the 60s and 70s and one day almost hitting 80…today God sent snow. And all of the soccer games were cancelled. And I felt intense relief. I did go to the First Communion Mass.

One of the moms was the flutist who played for my baby’s funeral a few years ago. So in my heart, I felt I was repaying a debt since she played so beautifully for my baby. We ended up playing some of the parts in duet and it was beautiful, thrilling, inspiring. It made me wish we could plan more flute duets together. It made me feel so happy.

Calvin’s confirmation sponsor was also there and his little girl made her first communion. I didn’t realize she was doing that this year. SO again, I felt like my musical presence was in a way repaying a kindness that someone had done for one of my children.

All in all, as I was walking to my car, in the snow, carrying all my stuff, I felt glad, blessed, even happy to have had the opportunity to serve this way. And a bit embarrassed that I had resented it. Thanks God for ignoring my stubborn head and working your plan despite me!!

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