Someone sent me the following story that reminded me to have patience in my prayer. You never know what God is cooking up.
A visiting Priest was attending a men’s breakfast in Ohio Farm County.
He asked one of the impressive older farmers in attendance to say grace that morning. After all were seated, the older farmer began——
“Lord, I hate buttermilk.”
The Priest opened one eye and wondered to himself where this was going.
Then the farmer loudly proclaimed, “Lord, I hate lard.”
Now the Priest was overly worried. However, without missing a beat, the farmer prayed on, “And Lord, you know I don’t care much for raw white flour.”
Just as the Priest was ready to stand and stop everything, the farmer continued,
“But Lord, when you mix ‘em all together and bake ‘em up, I do love fresh biscuits.
So Lord, when things come up we don’t like, when life gets hard, when we just don’t understand what you are sayin’ to us, we just need to relax and wait ‘till You are done mixin’, and probably it will be somethin’ even better than biscuits.
I am grateful to Fr. Healy for covering the masses this weekend. He will also be covering the masses next weekend. I am planning on taking some vacation starting Thursday of this week (July 20). My sister Maureen and her husband Tom have moved to Maine and I am going up to see their new home. On my way back I am going to attend the alumni reunion at St. Meinrad, Indiana. Since this is the 40th anniversary for my class it is a good opportunity to see classmates that I have not seen in a long time. I will return on August 3rd. The weekend of July 29 & 30 there will be a mission appeal. The priest making the appeal will preside at the masses.
Thanks for your generosity to the Little Sisters of the Poor. They do such wonderful work in their care of the elderly.
I will see you in a few weeks.