Tonight I feel particularly inspired for several reasons.
For the past three weeks I have been inspired to visit Our Lord in Adoration more. This is something that should require no prompting. As a Catholic I certainly believe Him to be present in the Eucharist. Our parish offers daily Adoration. Seems like a no-brainer, right? That is, unless you’re me. Yes, I have been working like a dog the past few months, putting in long and sometimes unusual hours between two jobs. Outside of that I like to make my priorities my family, my health (in the form of working out), and rest. It is foolish to cut God out of that equation. I have been using the time in the car while running jobs for an increase in my prayer life. A five hour drive to Houston, for instance, yields many rosaries prayed.
But a few weeks ago I headed to church on a Monday night for some quiet time before the Sacrament. I knew that a friend of mine would be there as well and was hoping for a chance to say hi. We hadn’t properly caught up in a while. We did get to exchange a greeting afterward. It was what I saw while in the chapel that inspired me. Here was a man, about my age, with young children, in the chapel, not there to see his friends but rather to lead his family in prayer. Discipline. That’s what it takes to be a leader like that. I could end this by saying “he’s got it and I don’t.” But I know I could have it too if I just committed to do what he’s doing. It’s doesn’t just materialize. It has to be acquired through practice. It’s just like building a strong body. I may have mentioned previously that this friend has that part down like nobody’s business. It’s easy to see how he could transfer that discipline to other areas of his life.
I’ve been going every Monday for just a half-hour, bringing my copy of Sheen’s Life of Christ with me to read. Next step: I want to start bringing my kids along too, though I’m sure they wouldn’t be nearly as quiet and reverent as his. In time, perhaps, they will learn. And he probably didn’t even know he was being used by God to inspire someone else to come to Him.
I also just returned from a trip to Colorado where I was inspired by another friend. I got the opportunity to spend a good deal of time with him (we’ve known each other since college) and his teenage son. The interaction between the two of them was so wonderful to see. He’s a great dad and his son’s a good kid, too. What I saw was a man filled with patience, humor, good cheer, and love for his wife and kids. He works harder than I do yet still found the time to 1) hang out with me, 2) cart his kids around town, 3) act like a human ATM when they came at him asking for money, 4) mow his lawn, and 5) teach his son about caring for their new puppy. On the dog front, the “puppy” is a 15 week-old St. Berdoodle. Yep, you read that right. The thing was one giant fluffy ball of energy. She was only missing the brandy keg. I thought of my own dad while watching these two (and the pup). I returned home inspired to be more “present” to my kids and to do it with more of a smile. I hope his kids appreciate how awesome their dad is. And I bet he didn’t even know he was being used by God to inspire someone else to come to Him.
Finally I was inspired late last night. While waiting at the airport in Denver for a flight that was delayed over four hours I encountered a man wearing a tank top. I at once determined that no matter how big or defined my arms get, men should always have sleeves on their shirt. There’s just something dignified about it. I was inspired to good fashion. Now I know that man definitely had no clue he was being used by God.