Jubilee

Dec 14, 2010

It is Tuesday evening: three days since the wonderful gathering of friends and family to give thanks to God for sustaining and using me as His priest for 25 years.

I am still quite overwhelmed by the beauty of the gathering. It is evident that something wonderful was at work among us on Saturday evening. No, not so much ‘something’, but someone. The Spirit of God was present and active.

There are many words that people might use to describe the gathering. Yes it was beautiful. It was wonder-ful. It was pleasant and uplifting.

And then tonight I read an article in the latest Traces magazine written by the Irish columnist John Waters. He suggests that many of our good words have lost their impact through overuse and misuse. How about another word to raise the mind and heart to the presence and action of God among us?

He suggests: “Godness“.

Thanks be to God for the Godness of the Saturday evening celebration.

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