On my way to Mass this morning I was thinking about how I am full of such anxiety. I feel like there are a million things I have to do and I can't even keep track overything in my head. At the same time I feel like God is asking me to do new things that I don't even know where to start with. I was praying on my way to Church that during Mass I could get some peace of mine.
Well, as you can imagine from my previous posts Mass is not a place for peace with my boys acting wild. But then, we came to the Gospel and Homily where the priest told this story:
There once was an orchard farmer. He owned and worked an orchard that his father owned before him and his father before that. He grew up on the farm and his children all worked with him there and after years and years of being on that farm and working with the trees a bolt of lightening came and burned down the trees. The man was very sad and he cried a lot. His family knew he was very sad and said to him, "now what do we do" the man said "gather up the fruit, and burn the rest"
How fitting, sometimes things change in our lives and we aren't ready for them and we aren't happy with the changes. But all we can do is take the good parts and burn the rest.
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