I grabbed a plant in my house because it is cold and I didn't want to get dirt from outside. As I was doing the blessing, I remembered that my brother gave me this mini rose bush while I was in the hospital. I remembered how disconnected I was from the outside world and how I would try to glean as much information from my friends and family who came to visit. Even if it was just the weather outside since I couldn't even see through a window.
It reminded me of the importance of being an active participate in life. To be out in nature. To spend time with friends and family. To use the gifts God has given me. To spend my days making other people happy.
The last couple of months I have noticed that when I am talking with someone, even just for a little while, I am completely checked in or at least more often. Ultimately, my job doesn't matter or how much time I spend working out or how well I can bake.
Relationships are what matter.
God created a lot of things, but man has always been his best work-Especially woman because he finally stopped creating ;)- God even came down and became man because he loved us so much. So why wouldn't you want to spend time listening to people and discussing their life/experiences/hardships. Each person on this planet is a reflection of God. Even if you don't get along with them or if they don't share the same beliefs or if they are an energy vampire and a complete bore to talk to.
God has you-and them- here for a reason. There is a reason each and every day.
Growing up, I always heard, "Jesus died for me." In my mind, I made it self centered. I focused on the ME. He cares about ME. He loves ME. A couple of weeks ago at mass I had the revelation that Jesus didn't just die for me. He died for you. And the homeless man in the park. And the girl who called you a slut. He died for all of us. He died for all of our sins because he loves each and every one of us.
