Sunday 22 November 2020

Father Ignatius Visits The Cellar

 

The basement under the church had been emptied of the junk which had accumulated over the years. Some young volunteers had painted the walls and ceiling of the three reclaimed rooms and corridor, and an electrician had connected the whole downstairs to the mains electricity.

The intention was to turn two rooms into meeting rooms and the third into a small kitchenette allowing people to make a cup of tea and prepare refreshments.

Father Ignatius ventured downstairs to check on progress.

Tom was alone busily tiling the floor. He had chosen pink and white tiles to match the colour of the rest of the room.

"Things are improving down here …” commented Father Ignatius as he stood by the doorway.

“They sure are …” replied Tom turning down the volume of his radio a little.

“Are these tiles already fixed?” asked the priest.

“Yes … some are already cemented in and they’re drying out nicely … these others over there I’ve yet to cement … why do you ask?”

“Well … pardon me for saying so Tom,” hesitated Father Ignatius, “those tiles over in that area by the wall are not very even … some are a few millimeters higher than the others … enough that you would notice them from here where I’m standing … and they seem to have been placed haphazardly, rather than full square side by side … eh … forgive me Tom, perhaps I shouldn’t have mentioned it …”

“Oh don’t worry Father … no one will see them … I’ll be putting the kitchen cabinet here over them … so no one will know about my careless work …” chuckled Tom.

“Jesus will …” replied Father Ignatius quietly.

“Why … is He a works inspector now is He?” chuckled Tom again.

“Tom I’m very grateful to you for volunteering to do this work … this basement would not have been transformed so beautifully if it wasn’t for all you volunteers working together, clearing the old stuff that was here, painting the rooms and corridor and doing all this work … maybe I shouldn’t have said anything … please forgive me …”

“Oh don’t go away Father …” replied Tom as he got up from the floor to stretch his aching back, “if they’re that important to you I’ll fix those tiles again …”

“It’s not that Tom … I was just thinking … many people go through life enduring their job from day to day and treating it as a means to earn a living – and no more. I know you’re doing this for free … and I’m grateful to you and the other workers … but you know what I mean …

“And as time goes by, so does the pride people have in their work. They just do it as a job, and inevitably their standard of performance deteriorates.

“I feel that somehow this is an insult to God …”

“Hein?” mumbled Tom.

“Hear me out Tom … Whatever job we have to do in life, whether it is an influential position of power, a lawyer, doctor or a skilled worker using our hands to do something, like a factory worker for instance … surely our duty is to do the work properly … to the best of our ability. To give the task in hand all the attention and skill that we possess.

“As Jesus was growing up He worked with His father Joseph as a carpenter. Can you imagine Jesus making a table with a wobbly leg?”

Tom shook his head.

“Then why should we?” asked Father Ignatius, “Whatever task we have been given to do – let’s make sure it is not wobbly.”

Tom smiled silently.

“I’ll tell you what I’ll do” continued Father Ignatius, “I’ll leave now and I will not return until you have permanently fixed the kitchen cabinet over that area there. 

 

 Only you will know whether those tiles have been fixed properly or not … only you will know whether the hidden tiles under the cabinet are uneven and haphazardly laid down … or not!”

“Jesus too will know …” said Tom jokingly as the priest walked up the stairs out of the basement.

“That’s true … but I promise not to ask Him!” chortled Father Ignatius!

21 comments:

  1. Much truth In this. This seems to apply to relationships as well. Nobody saw, so, never happened and the 'hidden' choices erode at the relationship integrity. Thank you for sharing this.

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  2. ...I thought that you were going to talk about a wine cellar, holy wine of course.

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    1. Some old churches in the UK have basements, or crypts, sometimes used as chapels, or even burial places.

      God bless, Tom.

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  3. Yes, Jesus sees all. Even what's in our hearts.
    Happy SONday!

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    1. You are so right my dear friend.

      God bless, Mevely. Good day to you and yours.

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  4. There was a nun whose job at the mission was to clean the loos, and no matter how often she did, someone would come in as soon as she was done and so it was all undone. She went to the Mother Superior who told her, "It's okay, Jesus saw it the first time!"

    It works both ways.

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    1. What a lovely story, Mimi. A priest once told me, "You don't work for your employer, you work for God", meaning whatever job we do in life it is for God's glory.

      God bless.

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  5. Loved this story in "In His Service," Victor! Thanks for sharing again here.
    Blessings!

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    1. Thanx Martha. I share the stories here because apart from you and me, and some family, no one buys my books (Tears!). Thank you for your loyal support and encouragement.

      God bless always.

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  6. Dearest Victor,
    Yes, all our efforts and works are being noticed by our Final Judge. A lot of people nowadays however think that this is no longer valid and have eroded their moral values, often to the point that they are no longer in place...
    Got a hilarious story to read!
    Hugs,
    Mariette

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  7. Do your best and don't disappoint, be proud.

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    1. Very true, Bill. Sadly, it seems not many people do that these days.

      God bless you.

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  8. Yes. Jesus knows. Nothing misses His eye, His heart ...

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    1. Great to see you here again, Linda.

      Thanx. Hope you're well. God bless.

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  9. Can't keep anything from God. He sees it all and knows our hearts.
    My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, do it the best you can. I've tried to do that.

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    1. Great advice from your mother, Happyone.

      God bless always.

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  10. What a great reminder to always try our best.

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    1. That's all we can do, Kathy; our best.

      God bless you.

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