Fr Paddy Byrne: Doing the little things well

Change happens from within.
Fr Paddy Byrne: Doing the little things well

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AFTER a long, dark and very wet winter, it's great to welcome the brightness and new life associated with spring. As we continue in this season of lent to prepare for holy week and Easter, this is a great opportunity to be aware of God's presence in our lives. The violent war in the Middle East makes us all feel vulnerable and somewhat powerless when it comes to the might of global aggression. 

While we can't change the global reality, we can always grow in our own self-understanding. Change happens from within. Conversion is that gentle movement, turning and embracing the bigger picture, the brighter light. The following short story inspires such hope:

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, an elderly man was taking a walk along the beach. He was relaxed and content. The sun shone brightly in the sky, the birds wheeled and sang, the waves washed ashore, the sand was firm underfoot and a gentle breeze tempered the heat.

Some distance in front of him, the man saw the figure of a young man who was behaving strangely. He bent down from time to time, went over to the sea, bent down and then back to the strand again as he walked along. ‘What’s he doing?’ thought the old man, ‘maybe he’s just happy, celebrating life with this strange dance of his. I’ll ask him.’ A few moments later, they met and greeted each other ‘Good morning.’. ‘A beautiful day.’ ‘Isn’t it lovely by the sea?’ And so on. Then, the elderly man said: ‘As I was walking along, I saw you bending down and then going over to the sea and back again. Do you mind if I ask what you were doing?’ ‘Not at all,’ replied the young man. ‘Do you see all those starfish that have been washed up on the shore? The whole length of beach is lined with them. They’re exposed to the wind and sun and they’re drying up. A drying starfish is a dying starfish, so I’m putting as many of them as I can back into the water. Those that survive will produce the next generation of starfish and life will go on.’ ‘How many have you put back in?’ asked the old man. The young man replied ‘I don’t know; maybe 50 or 60.’ ‘So, what’s the point?’ said the old man. ‘That’s such a tiny number among the thousands that line the shore. What difference does it make?’ The young man didn’t reply. He bent down, picked up a starfish and carried it back to the water. Almost immediately, it took on a healthy, natural appearance as if happy to be back in its own environment. ‘It made a difference to that one,’ he said.

The old man said nothing but quietly thanked the young man and began his journey home. As he walked along, he thought to himself ‘I’ve learned something good today. You can’t do everything, but you can do something. It’s better to do something, even if it’s only a small thing, than to do nothing because of being unable to do everything. No one can do everything, but everyone can do something.’ He continued on his way.

Then he stopped, bent down, picked up a starfish and put it in the water. A few steps later, he did the same again, thinking ‘If one person does a small thing, it remains a small thing. If many people do a small thing, it becomes a big thing. Today has been a good day.’ For those in a hurry: ‘Those who are faithful in small things, will be faithful also in big things.’ (Jesus, in Luke 16.10).

A practical prayer for personal change:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, 

which is pretty much everyone,

 since I'm clearly not you, God.

At least not the last time I checked.

And while you're at it,God, 

please give me the courage to change what I need to change about myself, 

which is frankly a lot, since, once again, 

I'm not you, which means I'm not perfect.

It's better for me to focus on changing myself than to worry about changing other people, 

who, as you'll no doubt remember me saying, 

I can't change anyway.

Finally, give me the wisdom to just shut up whenever I think that I'm clearly smarter than everyone else in the room,

 that no one knows what they're talking about except me,

 or that I alone have all the answers.

Basically, God, 

grant me the wisdom to remember that I'm not you.

Amen.

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