I’ve been reflecting on what it means to “be called.” I’ve decided, at least for now, that a “call” isn’t to something or some place “out there,” but is rather a day-to-day whisper that each of us receives. Moment-by-moment and breath-by-breath, God calls us to holiness. No matter what we do or how old we are or where we find ourselves in life, we are called to holiness. What a gift.
This morning, I walked to my Liberation Theology class, being held off-campus some distance from my house. “A good stretch of the legs,” to quote a line from “The Quiet Man.” At one point, I caught myself looking ahead through the flakes of a snowstorm, for the traffic light at a major intersection, still blocks ahead. I became immediately and acutely aware that by doing that, I was missing the holiness of that very moment - the beauty of the walk; the sound of snow crunching underfoot; the sweep of snow-laden branches of the fir tree right in front of me; the silence of the falling snow. At that moment, as I decided to answer that particular call to holiness, my walk became a prayer.
As you still yourself in the presence of God’s whisperings, what do you hear? How are you being called to holiness in this moment?
Kathy Flynn, Candidate