Coming and going
Autumn has arrived, bringing a dramatic drop in temperatures as the seasons shift. Early in the morning when I go out to jog, I can feel a chill in the air. As I run in during the dawn and look up, shining stars are passing by.
As the autumn leaves constantly fall, we, too, shall pass away someday. We are walking step by step toward our last breath. In autumn, it is inspiring to reflect on passing away. We enjoy living every moment to the fullest, but we will have to let everything go one day.
Sam Vitale, one of the board members of the local community of the Daughters of St. Paul in Saint Louis, often dropped by our Pauline Media Center to share his love and friendship with us. Whenever he came to our center, he used to ask us how to pray the liturgy of hours, how to find the alternate reading for the feast of certain saints, or which book would be good for his grandchildren.
The last time when he visited our center with his wife, Mary, he wanted to have a copy of the updated “Pauline Daily Missal." She was happy to present the book as his birthday gift. Having a new prayer book might have given him a new spirit to sustain his life.
Sam has been very friendly and attentive to our needs. Even though he was struggling with cancer for the past year, he tried to share something with us. One day, he brought a bucket of large meatballs with tomato sauce that he made. The meatballs were almost five times bigger than the usual. Every Sunday, he enjoyed cooking for his family.
Recently, I wanted to contact him to inform him of my transference. However, understanding his serious condition, I just left a message with his wife. Then, I heard that he was actively dying to enter heaven. That day, our community went to pray the rosary in front of his grotto in the backyard of his house. Some of his friends and family arrived there already to pray together. That very night at 10 p.m., he passed away at the age of 72.
So, we come and go. We move forward and backward like the waves in the ocean. Everything has a time. Time to live, time to die. Time to come, time to go. Time to work, time to rest. Time to pray, time to laugh. Now, it is time for me to leave what I like and enjoy with composure and gratitude.
Recently, I noticed that many things have become worn out: my socks, underwear, handkerchiefs, sandals, sneakers and eye drops. One day when I looked at myself in the mirror, I observed more wrinkles appearing around my cheeks. I am taking care of myself well, but I can’t beat the ravages of time.
I have also experienced the most challenging vertical limits in various signs of my life. Throughout the year, I have discerned the will of God for me.
As I leave the United States, I reflect on what I have learned from living in this blessed country. The most impressive thing I learned is the people’s strong sense of sharing and donation. The second thing I learned is their sense of freedom with responsibility, composure, the flexibility with less formalism. “God loves a cheerful giver!” (2 Corinthians 9:7)
The author is a member of the Daughters of St. Paul (Figlie di San Paolo), living the Good News and proclaiming it with various means of social communication