Saturday
of Week 16 in Ordinary Time
There is something about St.
Bridget's story that confronts me today. She married a nobleman, had
eight children and lived "at court" as a lady-in-waiting to the
queen. Her story tells of how she attempted to tame the excesses of
courtly life but with little success.
How did she do that? It
had to have been more than the subtle witness of her life...right? I
wonder what she said and did to express her discomfort with her surroundings
and the crazy imbalance of the royal-peasant paradigm?
Eventually, her discomfort
grew so heightened that she and her husband made pilgrimage to St. James at
Compostela in Spain. And that did it. That exercise (long and
arduous no doubt) in bodily prayer was enough to re-orient the rest of their
lives...which for them meant living what remained of their lives in service to
the people of God. They did this through embracing the monastic way of
life---and founding a few communities as they went.
At 55 I see another transition
looming. Almost an empty nest. Children living energizing lives far
away and on their own. What seemed so essential 20 years ago carries far
less weight. And yet, I have to ask, what has taken its place?
I remember this quote (source
unknown even after googling---but it isn't me):
If I met my 20 year old self
today I'd recognize her but she wouldn't recognize me.
I want to be able to say that
about my
40, 50 and 60 year old selves
I want to go through
transitions
without the fear of changing
I want and I hope
St. Bridget, pray for me
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