In the past few years, a lot of life has happened and I’ve done a lot of walkin’ on my faith journey. I hope you will walk along with me as I journey on.
I was looking at the calendar today and saw that St. Teresa of Avila’s feast day is fast approaching on October 15th. She’s one of my favorite saints.
Let me tell you how we first met. Here’s what she said:
Nada te turbe,
nada te espante;
todo se pasa,
Dios no se muda.
La paciencia todo lo alcanza.
Quien a Dios tiene nada la falta:
solo Dios basta.
Oh, wait. Let me translate:
Let nothing disturb you,
Let nothing frighten you,
All things are passing away:
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things.
Whoever has God lacks nothing;
God alone suffices.
OK, I know this all sounds strange. Let me tell you more.
I first heard this excerpt from St. Teresa’s poem, “Nada te Turbe,” a year ago today. I had never really known much about her prior to this.
On that day, I learned that my father’s kidney disease had progressed and that he would soon need dialysis. He was completely opposed to dialysis but, without it, he would die.
I tried to convince him that dialysis would be okay but he would hear nothing of it. So, I went to church to pray. I prayed that, if it was God’s will, that my dad’s kidneys would get better so that I could have him around a little longer. I prayed so hard. It felt like “life-or-death” praying.
When I got home from church, I opened an e-mail that my father, who didn’t know I was at church praying for him, had sent me while I was there. It was the link to a beautiful musical setting of the “Nada te Turbe” on YouTube.
The words of the song seemed to be a direct answer to my prayer at church. “Let nothing disturb you, let nothing frighten you.” I was so disturbed and frightened. When I heard these words, I felt such a sense of peace. The next line kind of scared me more though – “all things are passing.”
“Oh no,” I thought to myself, “there’s my answer.” “All things are passing.” Yet, over the weeks to come, when I prayed about my father, I still felt such peace. A peace that seemed to say that everything would be okay.
Over the next couple of months, I kept seeing excerpts from this poem everywhere – at work, on Facebook, on the internet, and on the brochure shelves at the back of our church. Every time I would see the poem, I would get such a sense of peace.
After a few months, my father returned to the doctor. The doctor was surprised by the lab results. He asked my father what he had done. My dad asked him what he meant. The doctor said his kidney function had not only not gotten worse, it had improved. My father said, “we all prayed.” Today, my father is still hanging on at the same stage.
In my heart, I feel that God heard my prayer that afternoon and asked St. Teresa to comfort me. Now, when I pray, I always ask her to remind God of my prayers too.
Nada te Turbe video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMiyHknj3Rg