I recently read a homily Pope Francis gave during morning Mass last month. It was a beautiful reflection on how "God chooses the little ones". As I read this I was reflecting on a business trip I took last week.
As a kid I dreamt of taking business trips because I thought they were "cool". Now that I'm older, my opinon has slightly changed. I enjoy meeting new people and seeing new places. I usually have a little time to visit the local restaurants of the area since I have to eat out anyway, and can see a few sights, emphasis on few, which usually consists on driving by. However, often times I find myself not being able to attend daily Mass, hence, why my opinion has changed. This past trip was just like the others - long hours and local restaurants - but I managed to find a daily Mass an hour earlier than dinner and only 2 minutes down the road. If hearts could sing, that's what mine was doing when I realized I could go! When I finally sat down in the pew, I felt at home. A peace flooded my soul and I felt as though for the first time all week I could actually relax. I cherished that moment as long as I could before heading to meet my co-workers for dinner.
Looking back at that moment I realize that God was showing me my littleness, my necessary need of Him. Sometimes the world has a tendency to look at dependency as a bad thing, but our dependency on God is a gift, a grace. That moment in the pew, after receiving the Eucharist, was like being held in the arms of my father. When I was little, it was one of my favorite places to be. In his arms I was a carefree little girl with no fears and in that moment, I felt the exact same. What freedom! What liberty!
This week let us remember the joys of being little and taking the time to rest in the arms of our Father who chooses His little ones.
Written by Alycia
