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Monday, October 18, 2010

1 Day

In an attempt to bring some everyday life to this blog, I've decided to randomly select days to share with all of you. The label will be simply: 1 Day.  The content will simply be about 1 Day. And the objective? To share with all of you different insights gained in 1 Day, how living a life of consecration to God and Our Lady affects 1 Day at a time, and what 1 Day in the life of a Fr. Kolbe Missionary might be like.

Well, yesterday was a good day - as all days really are if we think about it. At least, as long as they are bringing us closer to God. But yesterday, after a morning of prayer and preparation for an MI Adult Village held at our house, I went with friends and family to watch The Labryinth and a documentary on Irena Sendler. These were two documentaries depicting two very different experiences and yet painfully familiar experiences of the Nazi hate machine.

It is impossible for me to discuss the lives that were depicted. Even Marian, whose art is the object of the Labryinth, is unable to speak. And for that, his art becomes more than art - but a story of the human condition, magnified with every stroke of his pen as it works dutifully to remind the world of the millions lost in the ashes of Auschwitz. His "artwork" tells the story of the human saga with painful veracity. 

Then, equally as stunning, perhaps even more emotionally draining for the common public, the story of Irena Sendler and her network of persons who saved thousands of Jewish children from the Warsaw Ghetto. The same human nature again becomes the instrument of Divine Goodness and damned hatred.

We pray the rosary on the way home. I talk to God when I get home, about all sorts of things. But, mostly, I talk to Him about suffering. I thank Him. I apologize. I go to sleep, knowing that He has a plan and with Our Lady - I will be able to do my part in it. I do not expect to have a spot next to Irena Sendler in heaven, but I certainly hope to see her when I get there. And Marian too!

Coming soon - suffering out of love. A new blog series.

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