Perspective

I(Mark)have a health concern that is really worrying me. It's not something that will "kill me tomorrow", but it may very well change the way I live longterm. I have been thinking about this issue for a while now, praying at mass for my "special intention". This morning Thea and I went to mass, and again in the silence before the service began, I prayed silently to God to "take this cup from me". As I was praying, I noticed one of the St. Frances Inn's regular guests coming in to mass. He is a swarthy looking character, but basically clean and well mannered. He looked straight at me and, without missing a beat, said: "Isn't it great to be alive today!" Indeed. Here is a man who is, at best working poor, and at worst borderline homeless praising God for the gift of life. Would that we all do as well as this man, and stop worrying about things we cannot control and start trusing more in the Lord.