When St. Francis prayed over a young infant named John who was seriously ill, he had a vision of the wonders this child would work as an adult, and exclaimend. "Buona ventura", Good future. That name superseded the child's baptismal name, and he became known from then on as Bonaventure, St. Bonaventure, a Franciscan theologian, philsopher, and minister general of the Order of Friars Minor. As the major superior, he achieved a balance between the extreme life of poverty that was the hallmark of St. Francis, and the materialistic reaction of his successor, Elias.
Don't we wish that someone would pray over us, even this morning, that we might have a glimpse of the "good fortune" that may lie ahead for us as the day progresses...or even as the future unfolds. Not so lucky. No, again we take each step, each small step, one at a time, in faith and watch with amazement what God has in mind for us. Sometimes God's reasoning is not so clear.
Yesterday, when leaving the St. Monica parking lot after Mass, which was completely empty, I looked over at the passenger seat to see if my phone was on, thinking that since no one else was in the lot, I had clear sailing. At that instant I heard a clunk, and realized I had hit the foundation of one of the parking lot lights. How does one drive into a light pole? And why, why of all days, when the lease on the car was up? I still don't have an answer, but trust that there'sa silver lining there somewhere. Faith and trust...always the same story. How life moves on.
Bro. Rene
Friday, July 15, 2011
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