August 23, 2008 – As Time Goes By

First things first – I was asked to give a shoutout to the summer crew who helped with the Monday lunch at the K of C while school was out – Bonnie, Rachael, Trenton, Noah, and anyone else that I may have missed.  Great job, everyone!  Please be patient with Kathy.  You will still get your water or tea (eventually, ha ha).

I talked a couple of weeks ago about beginning a page on our website devoted to our parish history.  I have done a little initial work on it, though I have to admit that I haven’t gotten as much done as I had hoped at this point.  Hopefully I will get to tackle it more this coming week and over the long holiday weekend coming up.  I went through some of the old photos at my house and found some school class photos, etc. that I hadn’t looked at in a while.  I also have a photo from the late ’20’s or early ’30’s of church during a 40-hour devotion.  Can you imagine in our fast-paced world keeping church open for 40 hours straight and having someone there at all times for devotion?  My Mom also told me that many years ago on Good Friday you were expected to be in church from 12:00 – 3:00PM and that you kneeled for the entire 3 hours.  Now people complain when Mass eclipses the 1-hour mark!  Definitely a different world that we live in now.

Looking through old photos and reading articles from the past makes one think about how quickly time passes.  I wonder if people who lived 50, 75, 100 years ago felt the same way about time going by so fast.  We all have so many things now that eat away at our time.  I’m a single dude, and at times between work, meetings, webmaster duties, etc., I wish there were a couple more hours in the day.  I can only imagine the demands of time on families who are keeping up a home, taking the kids here and there, and all of the other duties that come with being parents.  I think that is a big reason why time seems to go so fast – sometimes every minute of the day is occupied with something.  I cant help but think that in the days of yesteryear, in the “simpler times”, that time would have went a little slower, and that the years gone by wouldn’t have been such a “blur”.

It is ironic that when we are kids, time cannot go fast enough – we cannot wait to grow taller, or get a driver’s license.  Then when we reach adulthood, we want time to slow down or stop.  No matter if we are a kid or an adult, we need to savor our time here on earth.  Country singer Kenny Chesney had a song out about a year ago that talked about this very subject called “Don’t Blink”.  This is the refrain of the song:

“Don’t blink – just like that you’re six years old and you take a nap, and you wake up and you’re 25 and you’re high school sweetheart becomes you’re wife.

So don’t blink – you just might miss you’re babies growing like mine did, turning into moms and dads and next thing you know, you’re better half of 50 years is there in bed, and you pray that God takes you instead.  Trust me friend, a hundred years goes faster than you think, so don’t blink.”

Perhaps over the coming holiday weekend, or whenever we can find the time, we can stop “blinking” for a little while and savor our time here on earth, because as we all know, it won’t last forever.

Well, next weekend is a holiday weekend, so I do not plan to blog at that time unless there is some breaking news.  We thank God for our ability to work and that our work is productive, and we pray that those looking for work find employment.  Have a happy and safe weekend, and hopefully by the end of next weekend, the history of St. Mary’s will be on the world wide web for all to see (keep your fingers crossed).



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