Facing the Right Direction

 Monsignor at Mass yesterday told an entertaining story: while he was in Rome, he was nearly involved in a vehicular collision in a narrow alley.  The road was clearly marked one way, and the driver of the other car was attempting to satisfy this requirement by backing up.  "But my car was pointed in the right direction!" he insisted.

Monsignor's moral of course was that we Mass-goers are generally pointed in the right direction--we are at Mass, after all, and therefore in some sense paying attention to Jesus--but we are oftentimes in our lives headed backward, or so we find when we examine ourselves.

That's true enough, but I find myself too often facing a slightly different problem.  I become so focused on how to move forward that I forget to place the right value on facing the right direction--a devastating error, especially since it can be rather hard, on a day-to-day basis, to tell whether this direction is the right one at all.  But of course, all directions are right in the end, provided that one does, in fact, stay facing forward.

Not that Monsignor was wrong, but I think the lesson to take away from his tale is that in order to drive in the right direction, one must care much less about the direction and much more about facing forward.  (After all, that Roman driver, though his car might have made it look as if he were facing forward, no doubt had his head screwed right over his shoulder!)

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