Psalms 101, 109: 1-4, (5-19) 20-30; Jer. 18: 1-11 Rom. 8: 1-11; John 6: 27-40
My Journey with the Holy Spirit
When I was about 10 years old, a young woman, Margaret, who was the daughter of my mom’s best friend, asked if I’d like to take the train with her and a friend Rhea to Chicago for a day of girl talk, shopping and lunch. To say the least, I was thrilled not only to have the opportunity to go to Chicago, but also to be included with these “older” women.
The first memory of this special day was when my parents brought me to the train station where the 3 of us met and our exciting day together began. Then, I’m embarrassed to say, my spirit fell as I saw that Rhea, who was a very small woman, was quite physically disabled though able to walk slowly on her own. I think I was a kind little girl but wondered now what? What about walking up and down Michigan Avenue with all the people and bright lights? What about walking through the great Marshall Field’s to see the beautiful clothes and displays and to have lunch in the “grown-up” Walnut Room?
Fortunately my mood changed quickly as we enjoyed the hour and a half train ride to Chicago. I learned about Rhea and her job and family. She asked ME question after question looking right into my eyes and gave me her full attention. She acted as though I was clever and laughed when I said something funny. By the time we arrived in Chicago we felt like 3 best friends.
The day passed with more laughter and a great lunch in the Walnut Room. Because we walked slowly, we saw more closely the beautiful parts of the stores than what I would have seen shopping with my mom during the busy Christmas holidays. We studied the gigantic marble columns that supported the huge store, the mosaic floors, the beautifully detailed candy and bakery, and we stopped often to enjoy people-watching. The day went by all too quickly.
I guess I was too young at the time to realize what had happened that day. However as an adult I learned I didn’t really SEE Rhea any longer. I got to know her but I didn’t SEE her. Even still, all I remember is the Holy Spirit in her. Now I realize that I don’t really SEE my family and friends when I meet or think of them. I only SEE the Holy Spirit which is that of a kind person, a person who is joyous, a person who is wise, and a person who lives a Godly life. These are all people whose Spirit already outshines their flesh. Someday they’ll be in heaven where their Spirit will live forever.
Romans 8:9 “You, however, are not in the realm of the flesh but are in the realm of the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God lives in you….”
Jane Hodnik is a snow bird and for the past 5 years has enjoyed the services, the beauty of the building and the new friends at St. Margaret’s. She is currently enjoying bible study groups and volunteer opportunities in the desert.