Gray, gray, gray days! That’s the way winter seem to me in the Midwest. It’s like a Tupperware bowl is placed over the area so that everything is uniformly gray.
However, every once in a while a streak of sunshine sneaks through the clouds to give us a glimpse of what is to come. It just grabs my attention and I feel compelled to notice it. Typically, in Cincinnati somewhere in late January or February, we get a break from winter and have a day of spring. A full day of sunshine, fluffy clouds and blue skies can really make a difference. It lets me know that winter won’t last forever.
In my own life sometimes I get bogged down with work, problems, meetings, preoccupations that dray me even lower. But, there’s always something to be grateful for. If I look hard enough I can always find something positive.
This past week I discovered that I “wrote” over all 800-plus pictures that I took on a trip to Ireland with a silly birthday party. I had promised a disc of pictures to everyone on the pilgrimage and I was really feeling bad. Even though I lost some great pictures, I saved myself hours of time processing the pictures, selecting the best, duplicating them and sending them out. Now, I just have to eat humble pie and admit my blunder. I’ll definitely be more careful in the future.
So, in spite of the gray days of winter, hopefully all of us can find a bit of sunshine.
--Fr. Frank Jasper, OFM