Eric's Sunday Sermon; Wasted Time and Mistakes
That really red stuff behind my son and a best friend is a Southwestern flash flood. We got lucky and could have made the mistake of being in the canyon it fill
What we should have done.
"Now she's gone and I wasted so much time, not telling her that I love her" Can you honestly not say that about someone who is no longer in your life? Have you ever not said it, when they are gone? Well get down on your knees and flog your self 100 times.Or maybe you can just get over it and realize nobody did not raise their hand when we asked. This is such a common feeling and reality of life that "The Morning Prayer" practiced by millions for centuries addresses it. It is part of what we call the confessional. My big question is "should I put the whole thing here or just the portion that is of particular interest?" I will opt for just the section but give you a link - compromise so to speak. "We have left undone those things which we ought to have done; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done" http://www.episcopalnet.org/1928bcp/FBSMP.html
So is it right not to do something because nobody else does it? Or let us put it in the way we learned it: "If all the other kids jumped off a cliff would you follow them?". Of course my smarty pants answer was "sure I do it all the time down at the swimming hole, if others jump first then I know it is deep enough and not too high". Somehow that smarty pants answer actually makes sense. Even though we did it because it was normal, does not make it a good idea.
Okay we made a mistake not visiting our mom or grandmother in the nursing home or her home before she passed. We did not tell her we loved her enough. That my friends is a mistake you cannot change or undue. Interesting that we call it a mistake yet everyone does it.
Regrets, I had a few, too few to mention.
My mistakes cannot make us blind to this wonderful world.
If I had not made the mistakes I would not have the love I have today.
Are you happy where you are now?
Take a good wife like I have. Well in truth I have had two great wives but let us refer to the one that I love over the top today. She made a huge mistake in marrying me. Even the priest told her not to do it. My own sister suggested she not do it. She had nothing to her name. I spent every penny on fast living and jet setting and child support. I was an international negotiator with my job being to get the best deal and not do what is right. I had the baggage of 3 children already that I devoted much time to. And I had a family of origin that have made many a lady friend of mine run in tears and fears.
Nine short years later we had a home of own, two cars and a garage to put them in. And a perfect angel boy as a child. Great work. Many many friends and we can even afford organic food when we feel like. We got roses and flowers and can grow our own veggies and take vacations across oceans. And now I preach to people more than screw them.
She made a big mistake. Thank God for that.
I think you see the point. This is a mistake that could have ended in disaster. But faith in the Lord, prayer, and a lot of damned hard compromise, change and work changed it. Sometimes she laughs and says I am her lemonade. From the concept of making lemonade when life gives you lemons.
Oh did I mention that all my friends and family told me not to marry her. They thought she just wanted to marry me for a better chance at US citizenship. And that it was inconceivable that anyone would really want to marry me. But as Frank says; "I did it my way".
Just a little sun promising a very hot climb
One time big brother and I hike up and through that notch on the right.
There was an unwanted pregnancy. Father died shortly after conception. Recent WOPP* immigrant. No money for pre-natal care and no job. This was in the '50's so welfare was not really an option. Churches provided some food and shelter. A good old country doc would make rounds for free at the church met the women and knew by her Catholicism termination was not even an option - not that it was to the doc anyway being a released Jesuit. He found work for her and an old lady he took care of needed a live in, so a course was set and plotted.
It was found before birth and confirmed at birth that the child had a leg pointed backwards and likely would never walk. The child would be unadoptable. Being a bastard illegitimate son in the '50's would mean a life of orphanages and hospitals for the child. Certainly God had made a mistake.
Not so fast said the doc; "my wife wants one more child". And so he delivered the boy. And adopted him at birth. With his medical training and some surgeries in 5 years he had the boy walking without even a limp. In a way he was like Forest Gump. He did not run from coast to coast but by 12 he ran/hiked the Grand Canyon rim to rim in one day.
I think you see my point here. What if God makes mistakes or allows them to happen. He gives us also the love and compassion to fix them. I can't give you his name but that boy grew up to be a captain on a football team. A professional Ski racer and coach. Has a doctorate, four wonderful children. And now writes Sunday Sermons that hopefully effect one life to carry on.
*WOPP means without passport and was used for Italians fresh off a boat. Derogatory unless you are the son of one.
What Grace we have by no right!
A sensi once told me and my young son:
When a mistake happens between two - take the blame. Own the blame. For in that ownership you can control the reaction and the positive movement and thought to correct it. We are not made mistake proof. We are really in a way designed to make mistakes. It is what we do with those mistakes that makes us whole and who we are.
I have made some real good ones. But I would not even change one of them for they have brought me where I am and today, maybe just for today, I give praise what what makes me me.
Maybe it is just me and some thanks for listening/reading to this sermon. If you are the product of mistakes at any point in your life, I give thanks for those mistakes. Now go forth and help somebody overcome their mistakes. Around here we have a saying: Mistakes let us let others help us.