My House the Museum!
We were participating in the livestream Mass like we do every Sunday, and something struck me as I looked around – my house is somehow becoming a museum!
I have a plate hanging on our wall that my mom had in the cupboard in her hallway; her mother’s paint-by-number of the Last Supper is also hanging on our wall as well as her mother’s crochet samples; we have the saw that my aunt painted a landscape on, the plaque that hung in my mom’s dining room (the family that prays together stays together) and my husband’s grandmother’s cuckoo clock that came with a flour sack purchase.
As I look at all of these things, I am reminded of the individuals who possessed them and created them. Memories of people and places flood my mind and I am so thankful for the people that have been with us in the past, are present with us today, and we are yet to meet tomorrow.
It is an important work for those of us still living to pray for those who have gone before us. With fervent pleas, let us not forget them today as we ask God to erase all of their sins so that they may enjoy the beatific vision (“the face of God”) in their eternal resting place.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Janet Cassidy
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