A dear parishioner, invited me to bless her home. She said that she wasn’t sleeping well and she kept misplacing things. It didn’t help her peace of mind to have been told that a house nearby was reputed to be haunted! Not withstanding this, or the fact that the woman was in her eighties and lived alone, or even that I showed symptoms of the same ‘maladies’, I gladly consented to her wish.
When I arrived at her home she promptly sat me down and, 2 1/2 hours later, we were still conversing! The house blessing seemed secondary to the blessing that my presence and companionship brought to her. In fact, when we did get around to the blessing of the house, it took all of 10 minutes.
The experience got me thinking that to be a blessing isn’t only about what we do for others but also about who we are for them: a presence, a listening ear, a companion, available and willing to go the extra mile.
This dear older woman indicated that she slept better that night and extended an invitation for me to come again!
Who needs you to be a blessing today?
Gail Jagroop, OP
St. Joseph, Trinidad