"Blessed are you for you have seen and believed; Blessed more those who have not seen but believe."

For most of my life I would have put myself in that second category–one who has not seen but believed and was blessed. (Indeed, I have been extraordinarily blessed throughout my life!) But only now can I also see the fullness of the first part–I have seen, heard, felt, experienced and reveled in the nearness of God in ways that are just unimaginable. Let me reminisce a little.

Two years ago on the Sunday before Ash Wednesday I gave a homily that turned out to be a fateful and magnificent new path in my journey of life and faith. I encouraged everyone to set aside what they wanted "to do" for Lent, and let God decide and direct. Three days later (Ash Wednesday) I received the preliminary report of my leukemia. I know I didn’t realize it at the time but God was taking me up on my offer to let Him lead me through Lent. What a horrible and magnificent path He has led me down! Many a day and night of near despair, confusion, pain, depression and uncertainty. Over these two years now it has truly become a time of "giving up"–not just the pleasures of the world but the pride of a soul and so much that separated me from the One who loves me above all others. It has been a time of stripping away--piece by piece-- all that kept me from "seeing and truly believing". With each layer stripped away, my Lord has drawn me nearer and nearer to that abiding peace that knows no equal. I AM BLESSED BEYOND ALL MEASURE!

Now we approach this season of grace once again. My words to you are the same: follow where He would have you go. It may not be along the path that He has led me (I believe it’s what He knew I needed) but it will be a path that leads to the greatest joy and peace you’ll ever experience.

As for right now, each day seems to bring a little improvement. I’m on my fourth day out of the hospital and my third day of "eating". I’m up to 4 saltines, chicken broth, and the highlight of every day: a real Italian Icee. "Give us this day our daily bread" has taken on new meaning over the last month or so. Be thankful for every little morsel–just one more lesson for me.

May God’s fullest blessings be upon all of you in this wonderful season. Keep up the prayers and fasting. I can’t tell you how much it means to me. My sisters and I pray the rosary every day at 4:00 p.m. (3:00 your time) and give great thanks to God for you.

Peace,

Fr. Rick