Saturday, December 16, 2023

Distractions

It was a busy time. A full semester of classes, working some, but mostly Student Government. And with that came distractions. I remember especially being so consumed with the activities of Student Government (and especially Fall 2013), that I lost sight of the Advent season. 

I recall helping prepare for Prep 2 Pass- a few evenings of tutoring sessions for students to prepare for finals. Two friends and I got the food for the Prep 2 Pass nights from an Afghan restaurant. Afterwards, we were in the car somewhere nearby the restaurant place that was near a business park. There were lights and a big Christmas tree all decorated and bright. 

It was probably only 2 weeks away from Christmas, and I realized how far away I felt spiritually for preparing for Christ's coming. I was so focused and enraptured by the happenings and people with Student Government, my classes and the many distractions around me that I lost sight of the true meaning of that special time before Christmas. I felt so...what's the word, detached, or unprepared. And almost like I lost a sense of my faith, my deeper self with all the noise, and distractions around me. 

It wasn't until the semester officially ended that I went on a silent Christmas retreat with my sister. I was finally able to dive into the true meaning of the season and really prepare for Christ's coming. I could process what had happened over the semester and grow closer in my faith and relationship with God. I realized how much more I needed to take my faith seriously and actually have it be a part of my daily life. 

That's when things started to shift, and in early 2014, I started to go to daily Mass and pray more, and I saw the changes instantly as well as gradually in getting stronger in faith and making it more my own. 


2 comments:

  1. This was so interesting to read sis, and how easily distractions can lead us away from what truly matters. So beautiful how you saw such immediate changes once you started going to daily Mass.

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