Happy Thanksgiving

Recently, one of our priest-professors told us that his father likes to call him "Father." "Dad, you don't have to call me 'Father.'" "Whatever you say, Father."

Well, my grandfather has been looking forward to my ordination for some time now, though he never really speaks about it explicitly. I don't know how much he is looking forward to having one of his heirs being a priest, but I from the sense I get, he's overjoyed.

Today, as we 50+ family members were all gathered "to say grace," he - the patriarch and head of this whole group - simply says, "All right, Gregory." Indeed, as head of the family, he appointed me the minister of the Church to give the blessing, but I was taken aback by it a little bit, especially since I'm one of the younger of the bunch.

As well, at least twice between yesterday and today, he asked me, "Can I call you 'Father' yet?" Or, "When will I be able to call you 'Father?'" I was slow to give a response because I hestitate to tell my 82 year old grandfather to call me "Father." Nonetheless, I told him, "Just wait six more months. You've got to hold out till May."

I don't really think it has all that much to do with me personally; he's probably grateful simply to have a priest/religious within the family (I'll be the first). Among the many things which he gave thanks for today, I'd bet my vocation is one of them. And for his being able to do that, I myself give thanks.

Hope your Thanksgiving was splendid and graceful.