To Live In a Community

Rising in the morning my usual routines begin washing or taking a shower sets the tone of the day; to feel fresh and clean enables me to keep going it’s like my invitatory psalm that holds praises creates a space for a better flow of the day. Prayer and mass punctuate the meaning of being a religious, committed to life; like a staple diet of everyday existence, the Eucharist itself makes a big difference. Homebound visits, some errands to run, paper works on my desk, phone calls to make and most of all moments of sharing at meals, our recreation time and prayer as a community. These are usually the common motif of everyday. as I wrestle with the demands and obligations of living in a community with other confreres life’s compass is indeed reflected in this way. Religious life in its continuing reality hath charms to convey the mighty lessons of charity and love; each member with the baggage of his past gets clarity and assistance to walk with God. It’s a gift to the church, a journey to holiness, an uphill process especially in relationships; human as we are, we show our deformities, human frailties, helplessness and other issues the picture we paint as subjects in the religious life.