Striking, isn't it? What could she have been thinking, contemplating? Was she praying, seeking, or just being? Who could've thought that this Mother Teresa would have such an effect on me?
Our relationship began almost two years ago. When I was offered a job that I wasn't looking for, doing something I had never done before and all I could talk about was love. Love of what? Love of people, love of Christ, love of everything? Is it truly possible to have this love that never dries up? We are human anyway; we aren't perfect. We are these imperfect beings created by this perfect God who is. All I remember about the beginning of my love for Blessed Teresa is my now all-time favorite quote, "We can do no great things, only small things with great love." This is my mantra; my prayer. It is what I tell myself when I feel inadequate or when I feel that I could've done more. I ask myself, "did I do it with love?" If I answer yes, then I did enough. Something is better than nothing I am beginning to see.
I am beginning this journey. This journey, this challenge to be the best that I am meant to be. To replace the should'ves, would'ves, could'ves from my vocab with the I did. I may not get the outcomes I want or when I want or how I want. But, I will have conquered to some degree the challenges I have set for myself.
I don't know exactly what this blog will be about. I guess it will just be about life. The joys, the sadness, the celebration, the frustration, the surprise of it all. I'll probably talk about the kids, the pets, the chores, the dirt, the work-whatever is on my plate at the moment.
I know I'll get better at this with practice.
---Patricia
