I prayed with the sincerest intention I could remember. It was the extended version of the Rosary and I prayed it while my dad was having surgery to have a pacemaker installed. I read a bunch of literature on the subject leading up to the surgery and from statistical standpoint it was a fairly easy procedure and I had nothing to worry about. But I was nervous and scared about the faintest possibility of any complication.
Praying the Rosary helped put my mind at ease and in that sense I was comforted. I never thought I’d publicly be writing about the positivity and power of prayer, but I can tell you that it helped. Religion done the right he way is a guidance on how to live at peace and in service to others. It makes me wonder what went wrong and where. Why has it sometimes been used to do more harm than good, and when did it become something potentially archaic and shameful.
My dad’s surgery went well and he is coming home today. I could say we were lucky. I could say I’m grateful to the universe. I could say I’m grateful to God. It felt like more than just look and we understand about the universe about as much as we understand about God (if we’re being honest). So why not just say it was God and have faith in the teachings that are part of my heritage.
A gift and personal reasons led me to do some research on the Rosary. I haven’t prayed it in years even though I grew up praying it with family and during 13 years of Catholic school. Until a few days ago, the idea of it seemed out of place and antiquated. As I read articles on its history and purpose, I became intrigued by Popes and Saints throughout history referring to it as a form of meditation. It got me thinking about how is it that meditation and mindfulness in today’s society can borrow so freely from some religions and shun others. Why is it that Buddhist and Hindi practices are trendy and praised, but Christian meditation practices have come to be shunned?
I decided to pray the Rosary every day during lent as an offering during this time of year in addition to a few other things I’ve decided to give up. It’s a little sad that I feel the need to be courageous to even post on this topic. So I’m hoping this time will help me as a self-reflection.
If there is one good thing about this pandemic it is that it has brought me closer to family and the traditions I grew up with. Before the pandemic I had started to view special days of the year as nothing special. I remember a few Decembers ago that I was driving with Christmas music playing in my car when I was overcome by a feeling of sadness that I had drifted away from my traditions.
I don’t want to make my little corner of the internet sound preachy, but I’m thinking of focusing on this aspect of me throughout Lent.