The newborn baby lifts one brow, attempting to open her eye, only to surrender, and the lid slides down. She then raises the other eyebrow, but without victory. Desperate to see, her entire forehead forms a wave of wrinkles, and slits appear. For one moment, her eyes open, as if peering through a blind, and then shut, for the light can be too painful. Yet Jesus came to open eyes, to bring light, and to reveal truth—no matter the cost.
When voicing enthusiasm about our grandson entering high school, I noted Freddy was excited about playing high school baseball. A man, whose son graduated last year, cautioned: “He may be on one of several freshman teams, but by senior year only a few players will make the varsity team. Don’t set your expectations too high.” Nothing like squashing one’s enthusiasm. Actually, this man was just trying to prepare us for a letdown. As parents and grandparents, we pray life’s disappointments won’t hurt or crush our children.
The blog on this page presents reflections on the Sunday readings through the lens of a parent/grandparent, aiding leaders of the domestic church in their vital task as “first heralds” or “first preachers” of the Good News in the home.