A New Normal - 200 Days

200 days.  An eternity or a moment?  I guess it comes down to perspective.

• 66 days to create a habit 
• 100 days into a pregnancy means your baby is the size of a grapefruit
• 107 working days (on average) are required to pay your income tax each year (29% of income)
• 120 days to train for a marathon
• 200 days into a pregnancy means your baby is the size of an eggplant
• 200 days is over 1/2 of a year, or 6.575 months, or 28.5 weeks, or 4800 hours

October 28 marks 200 days of my new normal.  It seems a moment AND an eternity.  I thought the 100 day mark (July 21) would feel momentous, or maybe sad. The reality was, it was just another day in my new normal,  a typical day.  Today feels a bit more . . . something. I haven't pinpointed my exact emotions as I think it will be better not to dissect it, but rather to simply live it.

Today is extra special because I was sent a note that my mom wrote, something she copied from one of her favorite inspirational writers, Helen Steiner Rice. Opening that card today, and seeing her handwriting made the sentiment even more impactful.

The Light of Faith 

No matter how small

The light of faith

To God it's like a flame

For if you can pray

You'll find there's a way, 

You need only whisper His name. 

No matter how small

Faith's candle burns, 

It's glow cannot deceive 

For the smallest of light

Will burn the most bright

When it's shining because you believe. 

And all the people said "Amen"

Fr. Harry Kurtenbach is now preaching in Heaven, but, boy, we are going to miss him here.

During my college years, I had the privilege of experiencing Mass with Fr. Harry, and I do mean experience. A quiet,  shy person, such as myself, was taken aback when,  during a homily,  Fr. Harry encouraged congregation participation by his trademark "Amen?" which demanded an answering (and enthusiastic ) "Amen" in response. And if the congregation "Amen" wasn't to Fr. Harry's standards, we had to try again.  People quickly realized that it was better for all involved if we immediately chanted a loud, resolute response the first time!  And thus, my world was impacted by Fr. Harry.  I was drawn in by his passion for and genuine love of Jesus Christ. I think it was the first time I connected heartfelt emotion with my faith.  Little did I know that this was just the beginning.

I am sad to have lost such a great man, but I can just imagine the chorus of wildly enthusiastic "Amen's" in eternity.  Now Fr. Harry is really 'preaching to the choir'!

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord,  and let perpetual light shine upon him. May he rest in peace. May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.

And from now on, when I hear Matt Maher's song, I will smile and think of Fr. Harry.

http://www.curranfuneralchapel.com/obituary/rev-harold-kurtenbach