“This is my call.
This is my vocation.
This is my witness to the world.”
Recently
a friend, a young mother, encouraged me to go to work, to do
something meaningful and important with my life. She caught me in
one of my sleep deprived states. I could barely string a coherent
sentence together, much less give her a reasoned defense of my choice
to quit work and care for my husband after his second stroke and
recently, to move closer to my Mother and care for her as well.
I know my heart. I know this is where
I am supposed to be right now. I know I'm doing exactly what I'm
supposed to be doing. Explaining it is another matter. No matter
how I try, the end result sounds “holier than thou.” That is
definitely something that I'm not. My faults and failings are all
too obvious.
Melanie simply, succinctly and humbly
said just what I felt and had been unable to verbalize. At this
point in my life I am called to care for my husband and my mother. I
am very grateful to be able to do so. This truly is my vocation.
This is my witness to the world. It isn't a flashy or popular
decision. It probably doesn't look like a particularly smart move
to many people. I won't be accomplishing great things or moving
mountains. Instead, as Mother Teresa said, “In this life we cannot
do great things. We can only do small things with great love.”
These small things imperfectly done, but done with love are my
witness to the world. Usually it's just a quiet, invisible
witness...but it's the one I'm called to make.
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