ELISHEBA BLOGLaura, Ivonne, and Rick share their experiences and reflections on living a life centered on the Eucharist.
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ELISHEBA BLOGLaura, Ivonne, and Rick share their experiences and reflections on living a life centered on the Eucharist.
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I was recently interviewed about my work with Elisheba House. Towards the end of the conversation, the interviewer asked, “How would you like to be remembered?” It was interesting to have a few quick seconds to think about that. My response was that other than by my children and my family, I really do not care if I am remembered. And now that I’ve had a bit longer to think about it, I am pleased to find that my answer remains the same. I do care deeply about how my children will remember me; I care about how they will remember us. I hope they remember the lessons we’ve taught them, but above all, I hope they carry within them the knowledge that they are incarnate love.
In our home, we have a Sacrament Wall. It is a collection of pictures from our children’s sacraments. These pictures flow from a picture of our wedding day, and a frame that says, “All because two people fell in love”. We also have pictures from our parents' weddings, which is where we all came from. Sacraments flowing from sacraments; love flowing from Love. Family, identity, HOME. Home is the field where our seeds are scattered and sowed.
But what is this seed that we sow? It is whatever God has given to us. Whatever gifts, whatever talents, whatever love. Every sacrifice, every tear, every joy. We must first plant the seeds in our homes. This is our field, our turf, our responsibility. We have a parcel in the Kingdom that we are responsible for. But we do not exist in isolation. Our land is adjacent to another’s; we are part of a greater whole. If we have more than we need, we must offer it back to God.
In Parable of the Rich Fool, we hear of a man whose land produced a bountiful harvest. When he saw he had no space to store it, he tore down his barns and built larger ones.
What things matter to God?
“Your Kingdom come…” Like a hidden treasure, a merchant looking for fine pearls, a fishing net, yeast, or a mustard seed, the Kingdom of God is at hand.
When we have given our home what justice requires, and we offer the surplus to God, we participate in the manifestation of the Kingdom of God. Now that my children are older and they require less of my time at home, I am free to offer my gifts to God. He has called me to write, to teach, to share the lessons learned in the school of love. I do not go sowing wherever I think, I wait for instructions, for God is the Lord of the Harvest. I just try to remain receptive and perceptive to the Spirit and let him scatter what has been sown. As for me, my eyes are still watching our home. Rather than thinking about how strangers will remember me, I think of how perhaps my children one day will read something I wrote, and it will point them to the Love of God.
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AuthorsWe are Ivonne J. Hernandez, Rick Hernandez and Laura Worhacz, Lay Associates of the Congregation of the Blessed Sacrament, and brothers and sisters in Christ. |