A Call
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
Madison, Wisconsin
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