September 24, 2017


I was reading a book recently and the author was describing a person’s relationship with a hotel room. As I read it, I thought “this would fit nicely into one of my columns in “Pastor Notes.” This is what she wrote….

“A hotel room is a place to be when you are doing something else. Of itself it is of no consequence to one’s major scheme. A hotel room is convenient. But its convenience is limited to the time you need it while you are in that particular town on that particular business; you hope it is comfortable, but prefer, rather, that it be anonymous. It is not after all, where you live. When you no longer need it, you pay a little something for its use; say, “Thank you, sir,” and when your business in that town is over, you go away from that room. Does anybody regret leaving a hotel room? Does anybody, who has a home, a real home somewhere, want to stay there? Does anybody look back with affection, or even disgust, at a hotel room when they leave it? You can only love or despise whatever living was done in that room. But the room itself? But you take a souvenir. No, oh, not, to remember the room. To remember, rather, the time and the place of your business, your adventure. What can anyone feel for a hotel room? One doesn’t any more feel for a hotel room than one expects a hotel room to feel for its occupant.”

I was reminded of the true value of a home and its importance in our lives during the recent hurricanes in the Gulf Coast. The emotion and attachment we have for our family home is so often taken for granted. It is full of souvenirs, relationships, experiences, memories and sacred objects (not because they are religious but because of what they represent). When we sold my family home 3 years ago, it was interesting to realize what my sister, my brother, and I chose to keep and why. I try to imagine the families who attempted to return to their homes after hurricanes Harvey and Irma and how devastating it must be to see so much of what you value destroyed. I am sure that many if not all looked for one item that they could salvage to remind them of a moment or a person they cherish.

We are blessed! As I drive by houses now I realize that it is the people within that make each of them a home. The stories live on only because we each have a heart and a soul. Each of us carries so much with us even though we may be empty handed.

We have the opportunity this weekend to assist the victim of the hurricanes in the Gulf Coast. Let you heart and soul determine what you are able to contribute.

Enjoy Life!
Fr. Ron Coyne


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