Well, friends, today is a great day. ("Of course," you say, "because it's Calendar Flip Day again!") But seriously - can you believe November is already here?
What are some things you're excited about? For me, I look forward to birthdays, our ultrasound, Thanksgiving, holiday music, going to see Wicked and Macbeth, pumpkin and apple pies, and so much more!
To backtrack briefly (because I didn't get this up yesterday) I hope you all enjoyed your Halloweens - and, if you consider yourself Protestant, I hope you got to reflect upon and celebrate Reformation Day. I read a great article on the Desiring God blog that described an early Christian tradition of dressing up as silly, scary creatures to "ridicule" Satan. Now, I've never been a huge Halloween costume person, but this is something I can get on board with. Death has no sting for us because Jesus has won the battle! Awesome stuff. I encourage you to read it.
Just because I am Protestant, I do come from a long line of Catholics. And I love that. This would require a different blog entirely, but I find church history absolutely fascinating, particularly with regard to the relationship between Catholicism and Protestantism. We can see countless ways in which each tradition (and sects thereof) have been blessed by God, corrupted by man, and redeemed over and over again. What a gift that we can consider all who call on the name of Jesus children of God!
So back to November: In recognition of All Saints' Day, I want to post one of my favorite Catholic prayers. My mom used to sing us the musical version of this as we'd fall asleep, and I've always loved it. Both this and the following passage have been on my mind these days, so I thought I'd share them.
May these words inspire the commencement of your new month.
Make Me an Instrument
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
"I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit - just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call - one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all." -Ephesians 4:1-6