Remember a while ago when I wrote about my brother-in-law Pater Franz, the Jesuit in Germany? Well he is the little boy in this picture, with his oldest sister Isa who lived here in the states for thirty years and moved back to Hungary when communism fell. I have been looking at some old family photographs and thinking about all the things that would happen in the lives of these people that they had no idea about when the pictures were taken…..
Both these children would live through wars and revolutions and experience being refugees. Both, on different continents, would spend time in prison because of their actual or suspected political views.
It still feels astonishing to me as an American who was born at the end of WWII.
I think there is some sort of plan or pattern to all that happens, but I don’t think we really see it too well from where we stand. At least, I don’t think that I do……
I am always simply left feeling a deep gratitude for all the blessings I have been given. And a feeling that I should somehow bless others in some way. Perhaps this is all we can really know about life. Just put one foot in front of the other, with joy. I think of the verse from Micah which says, ” …And what does the LORD require of you But to do justly, To love mercy, And to walk humbly with your God?”