9 year olds hear everything...
but where their fine-tuned ears will take them only the Lord knows.
Last night we were discussing our retirement while she did her homework.
And as I pull into the parking lot at school this morning, she asks,
"So...when you retire, THEN will you be a nun???"
It appears I am having a long novitiate!
But don't I know it!
Reminded me of years ago when Jessica introduced me at her high school on career day...She said it was hard to describe what I do...
"My mom, she said, is like a nun without a habit!"
Habit-Clothed, arrayed, invested, denoting a particular calling or rank.
From Latin habitus condition, character, from habēre to have, hold, and give.
Any regularly repeated behaviour that becomes intuitive, requiring little or no thought and is learned rather than innate.
The Feast of the Incarnation -Christmas- brings me back to the crib of Christ, and the poor manger of my own heart. Yet in my poverty I find Him there and I am full of hope and yes, joy...that I can learn to be what I see, Christ...and learn to do what I know is true and so live the mystery of the Word become flesh.
Christmas teaches me this habit is not gained by achievement or great spiritual works, but by the fleshy real experience of Love incarnate. Practical theology! Incarnation is not past-tense but continuation. Here my novitiate continues - to learn a life of love. What a glad road!
One day, God willing, I will retire, and hope that I wear a habit of grace in body, soul and spirit.
Then, perhaps, I will be a nun, which originally was nonna, an endearing term for an old woman!
Sounds like Grandma to me...Love it!!!