We are “easing” into Fall. Of course, where we choose to live, it’s still hotter than blue-blazes, so it doesn’t feel like Fall, but the time passes whether we “feel” it or not. While it’s still warm enough, I’ll continue to go fishing when I can, but I’m already planning my first bird hunt for the season. Soon there’ll be all the classic signs of Autumn; pleasant evening temperatures, perhaps a cool breeze or two and eventually the tell-tale changing of the leaves. Of course, along with it, popular culture will bring us advertisements for pumpkin-spiced everything and what little Fall we get here in delightful Dixie, will be quickly plowed over by the deluge of retail “x-mas”… (not to be confused with Christmas). But, until then, perhaps some consideration should be given to a slowing of the hectic end-of-summer pace; when we’re trying to squeeze in the last of the fun in the sun before we, theoretically, prep for hibernation.
Lately I’ve been considering a retreat. With the onset of COVID, the annual retreats I normally participate in have been kyboshed. My opportunities to recharge spiritually have been whisked away like the Thanksgiving decorations on black Friday. Even more so now, with all the civil unrest and medical mayhem, a respite in a quiet spot away seems just the ticket. I don’t often get time alone and truthfully, I don’t often seek it. I have 5 brothers and sisters. I grew up in a crowd and I like being part of something bigger than myself. However, the occasional break is restorative and therefore, valuable. If you’re like me, most of the time you don’t feel tired, but when you get still, you fall asleep almost immediately. I’d love to claim that it’s a clear conscience that lets me sleep but then I’d have to go to confession. It would be more true to say that I so value the gifts and opportunities I’ve been given, that I try to use them as much as possible. I like being tired from doing His work. “To whom much is given, much will be required.” – Luke 12:48. I think the word “required” here may be misinterpreted in our common vernacular. My sense of it is that God gives us talents and abilities to use to His glory. When we do so, we’re expressing proper appreciation for these gifts. I use the gifts I’ve been given. I try to use them to his Glory and although I love it, I do get tired.
My favorite quote is from Erma Bombeck. It’s actually part of my electronic signature in my e-mail. Erma says, “When I stand before God at the end of my life, I’d hope that I don’t have a single bit of talent left and could say, I used everything you gave me.” That’s my goal. However, just like any other work we do, if we’re doing it well, our energy and creativity get sapped. Rest is important if for no other reason than to regain the strength to resume doing His work. So, getting away, spiritually and physically is something I’ve come to appreciate more as I’ve gotten older. It’s part of the cycle. It’s been so since….well since Genesis. On the seventh day, He rested.
Blessed Trinity Shrine Retreat Center is a place I’ve visited a number of times over the last several years. Full disclosure, I’ve mostly retreated there in a group setting, however, much of the time I’ve spent in group retreats at BTSR has been spent in contemplative prayer and/or Eucharistic Adoration. Although it’s monochromatic, the crucifix in the sanctuary at BTSR is a striking figure of Christ; larger than life. It’s set against some extensive windows that beautifully back-light the scene. Christ’s left shoulder and arm are contorted in this particular crucifix in a way that I hadn’t seen before going to BTSR. It struck me almost violently the first time I saw it and I was moved to tears at prayer that evening at His feet. The sanctuary and the grounds at BTSR are equally beautiful. There are quiet grottos, Fr. Judge’s chapel, shady trails and a number of out-of-the-way spots to breathe deep and listen. Fall is a good, quiet time season. You’ve been given many gifts and your use of them may have made you tired. Take a break; not because you’ve “earned” it but because our life is a marathon, not a sprint. You’ll need strength to persevere in His work….in using the gifts you’ve been given to His glory.
May God continue to guide your head, hands and heart.
Gaudete in Domino Semper!
