Sunday, May 02, 2010

are you having a laugh...

... If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. If you really want to make Him fall over into fits of hysterics, purchase nonrefundable plane tickets.

When my plans to head to Italy went up in smoke and Mt. Bjork covered ash I went through the typical Kübler-Ross model of grieving. I experienced every range of emotion from the first moment I purchased those damnable nonrefundable plane tickets up until the deflated bitter end. Now that the ordeal is over I am relieved to be off that emotional roller coaster of getting my hopes up and then being disappointed. It was exhausting.

But God is having a laugh. He obviously knows something I don't.

What I have gathered thus far from my situation is that I was not meant to go at this time. It would not have been the trip I was meant to take. Or should I say, the trip that God means for me to take.

If I had gone I would have missed the pontifical mass. I think my son was meant to witness that. Sitting up front was less for me and more for The Boy's benefit. I have no way of knowing for sure, but I can suspect, that mass left a lasting impression on him. During that mass he leaned over and whispered to me that he wanted to be a priest. Completely unprompted and beaming a huge grin. I would not have traded that moment for a hundred trips to Italy.

Italy will always be there, those rare moments with my son are fleeting treasures.

So whenever God stops laughing at me and catches His breath, He can go back to whatever it is He is doing with my life. I can tell this trip is shaping up to be a spiritual exercise in trust and patience. Man, I am out of shape.

11 comments:

s-p said...

What an amazing blessing to hear your son's words and not get a text message about it. God is good even when He's "not".

Old Bob said...

"God writes straight with crooked lines." I could write reams. God bless you and The Boy!

Alex said...

You have no idea what a blessing you are to your son, for joyfully supporting him wherever God calls Him.

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Vincenzo said...

"If I had gone I would have missed the pontifical mass. I think my son was meant to witness that."

That was my first thought after I read your post about his experience there.

Donna said...

This may sound strange, but the thought had occurred to me that you were not supposed to go with your traveling companion. It's strange, I know.

I'm glad you really are looking at this through The Boy's eyes.

TCN said...

When I am not paying attention, God uses the 2x4 upside the head. Works every time. Who knew?

PaxetBonum said...

Kat- Pardon a mundane observation, but are you sure your tickets won't be refunded in this extraordinary circumstance? Recommend you contact your travel agent and/or the airline and check; this is clearly a spectacular "act of God" affecting thousands of travelers on all carriers, and even if there isn't an explicit AOG clause in your ticket's fine print, air carriers might be refunding (or more likely, giving credit for later travel) all tickets affected by the eruption of "Mt Bjoerk"... doesn't hurt to ask. P&B.

Badger Catholic said...

Beautiful

PaxetBonum said...

Evidently the Lord wanted you to attend the PM at the Shrine with your son, and wasn't satisfied w/ your chosen traveling companion. I'm sure He will 'show you the way in which you ought to go', and send you another, worthy companion for your journey.

Keep praying, 'wait upon the Lord', and listen closely to what He is trying to tell you. P&B.

The Ironic Catholic said...

Bless your heart. What a beautiful realization.

kired said...

Me too, a year ago told God about my plans to quit my job in the US and go back to Mexico as an university proffesor. I ended up unemployed and broke. Then I think about BXVI talking to God about his plans regarding the Latin Mass and so forth. I offer it up.