A Priest, A Deaconess and a Baptist
We all work together at the store and we seriously write our own jokes 🙂
When we, as a family, decided that I needed to go back to work, it was hard. I cried, A LOT because I’m a creature of habit. I’m one that needs routine and when it is shaken, it rocks me to my core. Controlling? Maybe. I dunno. I just know that I like what I like and change is not one thing that I like.
My whole world changed. My kids went back to PS, my oldest was still being homeschooled, but our whole life turned upside down. I was blessed, when I got my job….I was trained by THE SLOWEST WOMAN ON THE PLANET but she is definitely the sweetest thing…ever and she is true, honest and stable. When I got assigned my department, a regal looking gentleman with kind eyes and a radio worthy voice, caught my eye. I wanted to know who he was because he happened to work in my department and frankly, I needed all the help I could get, not knowing anything from anything.
I introduced myself and I quickly learned that he was going to school to be a deacon in his local church. I didn’t realize there was a “school” for a deacon, so I went ahead, took the plunge and blurted out my thoughts (completely unsanctified thoughts). I asked where he went to church and when he stated that he was Catholic and that they were going back to their Biblical roots of positions in the church. I was enthralled. I wanted to learn more. I began asking questions like “so, what’s up with the Pope?” “What do you do and why do you kneel/stand so much” “explain the hierarchy of the church and their positions.” He answered each and every question and he still does, to this day. He is very tolerant and understanding of my ignorance. It is clear, he knows God, he knows Jesus and he loves them both dearly. I am blessed.
He sees me, when I’m having an “off” day and tells me to get busy before I break down. He hugs me when I need it and one particularly difficult day, after he told me to get busy, he walked up to me and said with love in his eyes “this means more to me than anything and I’m giving it to you for peace.” It was a beautiful rosary.