November 1, 2023 “I just wanted you to know that when I started reading your column this week, I thought, ‘where is she going with this?’” That phrase was uttered by a fellow parishioner as I walked into Mass at my parish, St. Mary’s in Brushton. Before he finished the thought and told me he thought the column in question made sense when I tied it all together, I was already delighted. I consider it a blessing and a gift that the Holy Spirit shows me connections between things most people wouldn’t consider related (in this case, being a fan of a football team and loving the Catholic Church), and I didn’t even know it was a gift I possessed until people started pointing it out in relation to what I’ve written previously in this space. I also enjoy humor and like to keep people guessing, so I loved the idea of someone not knowing where a story was going. His comment made my day! Over a week after that conversation, I was driving home from work and thinking about a series of happenings that unfolded so perfectly, there’s no way to explain it other than divine intervention. I thought about how when the first event in the series happened, I had no clue it was going to turn into something bigger and more beautiful. Then, that line popped into my mind again: “Where is she going with this?” Let me be honest: I have no idea where I’m going with anything. I could neither predict the recent string of beautiful events nor predict an earlier series of unfortunate events. I spend a lot of my time thinking, “where is God going with this?” While I let myself fall into worry or anxiousness, I try to keep reminding myself that God has a plan, He has a purpose, and He has it all under control. Sometimes I can’t see it, but that doesn’t mean it’s not true. I don’t need to know where He’s going with it. |
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