Thoughts from here and there…Wishing you a growing life

The way of God is from closed to open. Ronald M. Paterson of Dayton, Ohio writes that he heard a woman talking about her fears for our nation. “One of the things she said was that the loudest and most painful noise she hears in our beloved country is the sound of minds snapping shut all over America. Her point was that too many of us are becoming people whose minds are closed and whose opinions are set in a sort of fatal concrete which threatens to sink the fragile nature of our democracy. She pointed out that this beloved ship floats on the willingness of diverse people to work with one another despite their differences of opinion, to find ways to get along with one another.

Do you remember Jesus seeking out strangers and the outcast? Do you remember the unconditional love which he showed and which he commanded of those who followed him? The way of God is the path which leads people to work together for the common good.”

I believe the point to be made is that openness is not fickleness or being flighty. Openness is openness to ways in which the spirit of God is seeking to lead us to a broader understanding of Christian principles and ideals than we may have at the present moment. To be closed-minded to have one’s mind made-up and nothing, education or experience can open it.

During May we observe important days of commemoration or remembrance including: May Day, Mother’s Day, Cinco de Mayo, National Maritime Day, and Memorial Day. Rather than hardening minds and opinions, let us recognize the benefits that have been ours and instead of focusing on our differences, celebrate our common joys.

Thoughts from here and there….Mother’s Day

Tale of the unknown Mother

A friend of mine went to the County Clerk s office to renew her driver s license. ‘Do you have a job, or are you just a…?’ the recorder asked her.

“My friend, fuming, snapped: ‘Of course I have a job. I m a mother.

“The recorder replied, ‘We don t list “mother” as an occupation. “Housewife” covers it.

“I found myself in the same situation one day when I was at our own town hall. The clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high-sounding title, like ‘Official Interrogator or ‘Town Registrar.

“She asked, ‘And what is your occupation?

“The words popped out of my mouth: ‘I m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.

“The clerk paused, pen frozen in midair. I repeated the title slowly. The clerk wrote my pompous title in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.

“The clerk said, ‘Might I ask just what you do in your field?

“I replied, ‘I have a continuing program of research in the laboratory and in the field. I m working for my Masters (the whole family) and already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities, and I often work 14 hours a day. But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are in satisfaction rather than just money.’

“There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk s voice. She completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

“As I drove into our driveway buoyed by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants—ages 13, 7, and 3. And upstairs, I could hear our new experimental model (six months old) in the child-development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.

“I felt triumphant. I had scored a beat on bureaucracy. And I had gone down on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to society than ‘just another…

“Home—what a glorious career! Especially when there s a title on the door.”

“If you find serenity and happiness, some people may be jealous. Be happy anyway —Mother Teresa
The article by an unknown mother is reprinted with permission of the newsletter From the Ranch. Copyright © The Joyful Noiseletter, May 2001, page 5, Used with permission