birthdays, anniversaries, and weddings
There is a calm about my life at the moment. Encircling, enclosing, enholding my very self. Theresa, my dear sister, is making some morning business (Mary Kay) calls; Gregory Karol, her son, is napping peacefully on his 1st birthday; Pete, her husband, is spending the day giving tours of a Fransiscan monastery (or at least a replica of one); and I am showered, dressed, packed, and at home.
Steph's wedding was this past weekend, and it was quite beautiful. I was able to direct the music for the ceremony, and--as far as I could tell--the bride couldn't have been happier with the outcome, which is all that truly matters. It was great to see all my friends from Hoya town again, to talk and eat and drink and dance with them. To laugh, to sing, to play. Just a joyous occasion. And, I must admit, singing U2 at a wedding is always a great time. :)
Today I fly back home to TX. Just about 5 weeks left in the Air Force. Less if you count holidays and vacations. Just enough time, hopefully, to finish my CD, attend 2 weddings, and get everything finalized with the Air Force. It makes me a bit ansy just thinking about it, but I have faith, somewhere deep inside, that all will be smooth in the guiding light of God. Next year will be so different, so different. My goodness. Living different, working different, eating different...everything different. I can only begin to speculate as to what I would like to study and do over the next few years. As I'm good at speculation, I've already managed a dozen scenarios. Haha. Nonsense, all nonsense. Only His path matters, only His Love. I cannot help but feel the call of St. Therese as I read her autobiography. I cannot for long resist the Love that brought her so close to God. We shall only see.
Patience and faith.
Gregory is awake, and is looking up at me pensively. I can't bear to leave him today, but time calls once again, and I am pulled away to continue my journey to the heart of Him Who Loves. I can only hope and pray that I stay the course.
Love and hope.
john
Steph's wedding was this past weekend, and it was quite beautiful. I was able to direct the music for the ceremony, and--as far as I could tell--the bride couldn't have been happier with the outcome, which is all that truly matters. It was great to see all my friends from Hoya town again, to talk and eat and drink and dance with them. To laugh, to sing, to play. Just a joyous occasion. And, I must admit, singing U2 at a wedding is always a great time. :)
Today I fly back home to TX. Just about 5 weeks left in the Air Force. Less if you count holidays and vacations. Just enough time, hopefully, to finish my CD, attend 2 weddings, and get everything finalized with the Air Force. It makes me a bit ansy just thinking about it, but I have faith, somewhere deep inside, that all will be smooth in the guiding light of God. Next year will be so different, so different. My goodness. Living different, working different, eating different...everything different. I can only begin to speculate as to what I would like to study and do over the next few years. As I'm good at speculation, I've already managed a dozen scenarios. Haha. Nonsense, all nonsense. Only His path matters, only His Love. I cannot help but feel the call of St. Therese as I read her autobiography. I cannot for long resist the Love that brought her so close to God. We shall only see.
Patience and faith.
Gregory is awake, and is looking up at me pensively. I can't bear to leave him today, but time calls once again, and I am pulled away to continue my journey to the heart of Him Who Loves. I can only hope and pray that I stay the course.
Love and hope.
john