This morning’s homily focused on taking risks,
which provided an excellent topic for my reflection on my summer. When I graduated, I had no idea how
uncomfortable “the unknown” would be, and I learned a lot about that very quickly. The more people I reached out to, and who
reached back to me led me to constant lessons about post-grad life, and how
different it looks for everyone.
Everyone I meet, and tell about my coming trip
to Sweden, asks if I’m excited to go. I
nod enthusiastically, because who wouldn’t want to go to Sweden? And its true, but I am also terrified as
well. I am temporarily moving to a
country that I know nothing about, okay, very little about, where I only have
email contacts, and I don’t know the language.
What will become of me?
The homily that was given
after the gospel of Jesus walking on water and Peter doubting and nearly
drowning was one that was spoke to me deeply.
I have had so many experiences this summer of taking a risk, going somewhere
alone, making the effort to talk to a stranger in the hopes that I would find
some comfort in their interaction, and I was always pleasantly surprised.
This summer, I was able to
join many families and those days surrounded with people made my solitude something
that I grew to love. The time I spent
alone in a house too big for one person became times that I was able to reflect
upon how lucky I have been.
I took a risk, I had
faith, and God blessed me in so many ways.
So now, two weeks before I embark on one of the biggest adventures of my
life (so far), I’ll have faith that the Swedes are a kind people, and that
smiling is a universal language, and I’ll go, trusting in the Lord.
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