Day after Christmas, Jack is in the living room playing the piano (actually practicing), I have music playing in the kitchen and am getting my thoughts for today down on my ipad.
So many years ago Fr. Gordon said life is like gravy, and I loved that analogy for many years. Now that I'm 63 my idea is that life is like enchiladas.
To make enchiladas one must first get all the ingredients ready. The chiles are prepared by heating them making them soft and easy to lovingly peel, extraordinary spices are gathered and blended with the chiles to make a smooth and flavorful gravy. Cheese is carefully grated, not too small--not too big, and onions are chopped small and uniform. Large black, pitted olives are placed in a bowl at the ready. Then and only then are we ready to heat the corn tortillas, dip them in the delectable gravy and fill them just perfectly for our pan of enchiladas to be made ready for the oven. We place our little packages of goodness into a warm oven for a short while to blend all of the ingredients into the melted cheeses. Then we enjoy.
So in life there are many ingredients we must get ready for our "pan" to eventually be successful. We take from our parents, family, teachers and wise elders how they love, how they are kind, how they live their lives. We take that information and decide who we are, how we will stand up for ourselves, how we will have goals and achieve them, how to love. There are many steps to get these ingredients ready and lots of errors we will make along the way. Don't be afraid to make mistakes, those are our best lessons and we will not grow without making mistakes.
Then we begin the process of putting everything together in nice neat little packages. At this point we
must put the right amount of each ingredient to make our little packages uniform and delicious; lots of truthfulness, gratefulness, loving thoughts and deeds; not too much sarcasm, greediness, nor do we need to be judgemental. A little warmth and love is the glue that keeps everything together.
Of course, in life we may never get a nice pan of enchiladas just perfect but who wants perfection anyway??? Certainly not me.
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