Changing Direction
I've wasted so much of my life running away from God. It's not that I don't love Him. I do so, so much. But see, when I was very young, we'd go to church and on those Sundays when we would get there before Mass had started, we would kneel down to pray and prepare ourselves for the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, this most beautiful re-presentation of Christ's sacrifice on the Cross from which flows all of God's grace and mercy. I never knew what to say, so I would pray, "Dear God, let me serve you." I prayed that for the longest time before each Mass I ever attended. I wasn't really aware of what I was asking until He started taking me up on my petition. In so many ways and at so many different times, God has asked me to do something for Him and I'm pretty sure that I've declined every offer. Except it wasn't an offer. God wasn't asking me to do something like wash the car or take out the trash. Those kinds of things I d...