In the Eye of the Beholder

As the climate for liturgical celebrations evokes the sacredness of the most High, God, who is the author of life and love, enables everyone to give worship to him. Where I usually go for the morning mass, in the convent of the Presentation Sisters, there’s a classical atmosphere of silence – with depth and simplicity in their lifestyle. They’ve gone to great lengths in their lives as educators and pastoral associates in parishes; their dedication to work up to the hilt inspires me to keep focused on my calling. Indeed, their gifts have been shared to others, with their availability and generosity; steeped in their spirituality as religious whose role leads to the church of the poor. Like movements in most solo concertos, dynamic account of virtuousic commands, Sisters’ fervor and sense of performance are fitting to highlight their wondrous styles. Their devices have enhanced working with people, through successes and failures, ups and down, trudging through the mud of their angst and trials still perseverance can be painted with predominance. While most of them now are retired and aging, I can still trace profiles of their great significance; their inner identity mired with God’s beauty a treasure for me, a centerpiece of religiosity.