Yesterday was Epiphany Sunday – the feast day that celebrates the manifestation of Christ to the world told via the story of the visit of the Magi. In everyday language, an epiphany refers to a moment of great or sudden revelation.
My first weekend of 2013 was wonderful – one full of epiphanies.
The first one took place on Friday afternoon at work when the job posting for a new Consultant for Youth Ministry for the OYYAM went online. I felt a strong sense of satisfaction and accomplishment as we have been praying for and working towards this full-time position for the past six years. Finally it has become a reality and I’m extremely excited to see our office grow (and admittedly to see who applies). My epiphany was that our hire could have a huge impact on the shape of youth ministry in our archdiocese for many years to come. But no pressure! :p
I’ve had some time over the past couple of weeks to do some praying and reflecting. It’s been a natural time to do so given that work slowed down just a bit – affording me the opportunity to spend some quality time with family and friends.
Like many people, I was deeply affected by the senseless shootings at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut on December 14. With Gail being a grade two teacher and all three of our kids in elementary school, I’ve admittedly played the “what if” game in my head (as I’m sure parents all over the world have done as well). I wonder if Kayla would be smart enough to play dead. I imagine Jake and Sean darting behind desks to take refuge. I picture Gail sacrificing her own life to save the lives of her students much like the brave teachers at Sandy Hook.