Happy St. Patrick’s Day y’all!
Are you wearing green today? Evidently green isn’t even the right color. We’re supposed to be wearing blue. Also, in Ireland, for many years, St. Patrick’s Day was a feast day that traditionally shut down the pubs. The American version of St. Patty’s Day is quite different. Well, Americans do a lot of things different so I guess that really isn’t a surprise.
So, anyway, I’m dropping in to send my best wishes and to talk a little bit about luck. Traditionally St. Patrick’s Day has been associated with the four-leaf clover as a symbol of luck. Interesting word, luck, closely intertwined with the word, chance. Luck, by definition, is “the events or circumstances that operate for or against an individual.” Luck is associated with situations beyond your control. Luck is often attributed to either good fortune or bad fortune. Sometimes I consider myself lucky. Sometimes I remember to use a more appropriate word, blessed.
So, what does it mean to be blessed? According to Merriam-Webster, being blessed involves “bringing pleasure, contentment, or good fortune.” So there’s that word again, fortune. Good fortune or bad fortune, we are all fortunate. No matter the circumstances in life there is some aspect of “receiving some unexpected good.” Even when life knocks us down there is something good to be found. Even when life is hard we are still lucky. Even when we feel like life is too difficult there is something for which we can be grateful.
This past weekend we celebrated the life of my late step-father, Norman, by caravan through “the loop” and over to Crescent Lake. Many of his friends and family rode their motorcycles and others rode in their vehicles and the weather was just perfect. It was sunny but not too hot. The breeze was nice and cool and the ride was a lovely tribute to him. Despite our loss we still can consider ourselves lucky. We had a father, husband, brother, uncle, cousin, friend… and shared great memories together. Good stories were shared and I know that’s the way he would have wanted.
Being blessed does not mean that your life is perfect. Rather, being blessed means that you find the fortune in the imperfect. We live in a fallen and sinful world but God’s grace shines blessing down upon us even in our darkest times. The sisters were able to grow closer this past weekend in a way we hadn’t before and for that I am grateful. The blessing we have in each other is not to be overlooked. We are fortunate to grow in relationship and in love.
Life will go on. We will get busy with life again. Time will pass. However, we will always count ourselves fortunate to have the relationships we do because of Norman Walker. The good, the bad, the ups and downs. Together we count ourselves blessed. Today, on this lucky holiday, I will remember just how good we have it and just how fortunate we are.