“Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.”
Yesterday was the feast day of St. Therese of the Child Jesus. Thinking of her and how she lived her life amazes me and comforts me.
Ever since I started working, I’ve always had relatively big goals – goals that were much larger than myself and the people close to me. I started at the Senate, then with WYA and GK. I worked for social justice, for the country, for the people, for dignity, for God. I ran around all power-dressed, greeting legislators, diplomats, the learned, the hoity-toity and all. I ran around in t-shirts, slippers, jeans – greeting titas, titos, the people who taught me the most essential things one ought to know. I read, wrote, followed, worked for the truth, for communities, for peace, for love.
I knew what I was doing was different. It was technically, the road less traveled – and I loved every bit of the path that I took. It was an exciting way to live. Modesty aside, it was a noble path to take. Big decisions were made and many lives touched.
Upon making another big decision, my everyday changes drastically.
The past two months have been spent very differently from how I used to live.
My daily schedule now consists of daily mass, cooking, laundry, making the bed, playing with my nephew and doing the dishes.
And I love it as well. 🙂
It is definitely a much slower pace from before. But one that I try to do just as well.
Listening to the homily about St. Therese was such a comfort. It reminded me that although there may be “big” things and “small” things, what matters is that they are done with great love.
From GK hero, to housewife is not a demotion in the eyes of the people I love.
My path is just changing – it’s becoming a little smaller – but still going in the same direction.
~~ found this on my climb up ~~