Time flies when you’re having…fun! While the word ‘fun’ might not be the best description, I’ve changed it to fit the current situation: Time flies when you’re in communion. I know it doesn’t roll off the tongue as the other saying does but I can explain my reasons. Communion is defined as “the sharing or exchanging of intimate thoughts and feelings, especially when the exchange is on a mental or spiritual level”. The ‘fun’ that keeps making time fly, are the intimate conversations that I have had with various groups of people.
Last Wednesday, we began the Open Wide Our Hearts discussion series and let me tell you – the Holy Spirit was doing something! We were still and we listened to each other. In our vulnerable state we shared honestly about experiences with racism. It was a space where we had the opportunity to be community and grow in our faith. Time flies when you’re in communion.
I consider our family very close but working from home has given me the opportunity to chat with them more consistently. As an adult, I’m finding that the conversations I have with my parents are more intimate and genuine. It’s grown into a friendship that I seek and no longer wait to be invited to. Time flies when you’re in communion.
Lastly, I have spent a lot more time in conversations with Jesus. They have been more intimate than before. I want to continue getting to know Jesus. The relationship with him never stops evolving and we must prepare ourselves to joyfully share the Gospel. It takes a lot of work and we are never done learning about Jesus. Take some time to read the Gospel once again and pray with it. Time flies when you’re in communion.
“Hear then the parable of the sower.
The seed sown on the path is the one
who hears the word of the kingdom without understanding it,
and the evil one comes and steals away
what was sown in his heart.
The seed sown on rocky ground
is the one who hears the word and receives it at once with joy.
But he has no root and lasts only for a time.
When some tribulation or persecution comes because of the word,
he immediately falls away.
The seed sown among thorns is the one who hears the word,
but then worldly anxiety and the lure of riches choke the word
and it bears no fruit.
But the seed sown on rich soil
is the one who hears the word and understands it,
who indeed bears fruit and yields a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold.”
Reflection question of the week: Am I doing more of the things that keep me alive, or more of the things that make me feel alive?
What makes me feel alive?