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 When I was ordained (at 45) I sat down and wrote to everyone who helped to get me to that point.  I didn't think that I should move forward without looking back to what and who got me there. 


Weekly Reflection: Pastor Dana Reardon
June 6, 2005

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It's never too late for gratitude

 

Last night I was watching a movie about a man trying to make his way back home at the end of the Civil War.  What struck me was that even in the midst of horrible things and people hurting people, there were still many people who helped him get home. 
 
There was one old lady who took care of him and sacrificed one of her precious goats to feed him and send food along with him.  As he was leaving her, I wondered if he would  ever have a chance to thank her.
 
He dies at the end of the movie, so my question was answered.  But it brought back again a question I have asked again and again throughout my life about thanking the people who have helped me along the way.
 
When I was ordained (at 45) I sat down and wrote to everyone who helped to get me to that point.  I am sure that I didn't remember everyone.  I didn't think that I should move forward without looking back to what and who got me there.  Perhaps it is time again to sit down and thank those who have helped me.
 
You should try it.  Sometimes there are wonderful results.  I wrote to the pastor who confirmed me.  He is not even a pastor anymore.  He had a struggle with the difficulty of living as he thought Christ wanted him to and getting too far ahead of his congregation.  Looking back it was clear to me.  But he had really helped me to see what it means to live a Christian life.  So I wrote and told him that.  He drove 800 miles to my ordination and gave me his pectoral cross.
 
There are some people that I could never thank enough, like my mother-in-law.  I know I thanked her many ties before she died and I hope she knows how much she did for me.
 
Sometimes there are people whom you will never get to thank.  People who merely were kind in passing when you were having a rough day. Who makes your life a little more pleasant.
 
Lord,
We give thanks to you for all the people who help us along the way of our lives on our journey to come closer to you.  May we also be a blessing to others on their way. 
Amen

 

 

 Copyright (c) 2005, The Rev. Dana Reardon. All rights reserved. Used by permission. Email her at mspastor@aol.com.
 

The Rev. Dana Reardon is pastor at St. Paul Evangelical Lutheran Church, Warwick, RI.  A lifelong Lutheran, she came to ordained ministry after 21 years in nursing, mostly in pediatric intensive care.  She graduated from Lutheran Theological Seminary at Philadelphia in 1998 and served 4 ½ years in Upstate New York before becoming a New Englander.  She is still trying to understand the accent.  While in the Upstate New York Synod she chaired the Stewardship Team.  That began her fascination with what makes stewards -- and more, what makes for generosity. She has three amazing daughters: Pastor Reardon says much of what she knows of life she learned from them.