Father asked a question at the Paraklesis service. When you get the call saying your mother is dying, what do you do? Does anything else matter? Do you concern yourself with daily life and routines? Do you explain, I am just so busy, I'll try to get there when I can, but you know how it is, so many other commitments, it's such a busy time of year? No, you drop everything to be at her side. You rearrange your schedule, you lay aside all earthly cares, do whatever it takes to be with her, to show her you love her. Every August first we get that call. Our Mother is dying. Do we notice? Have we changed our own lives and pace to be with her? Will we come running to her side? Or will we allow the world to pull us in a thousand directions? The church gives us two whole weeks to come, to mourn, to offer our prayers, to be with her, to sing those beautiful hymns.
Our Mother is dying, let us run to her.
(sorry for the repost, but seems like hearts, minds and souls are elsewhere right now, and not online!)
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