Someone asked me the other day why I have a crucifix on my desk, just below the computer screen. My answer was quite simple “It keeps me headed in the right direction “.
Of course it also performs other functions as well. It reminds me of the fact that Jesus died so we all can live. He took away the sins of the world. He reminds me that he is always with me.
I have to admit it surprised me when this comment was made, I guess I didn’t expect it. The answer came right to me though. Must have been the Holy Spirit working in me. Didn’t Jesus say something like that?
When they deliver you up, do not be anxious about how you are to speak or what you are to say; for what you are to say will be given to you in that hour; for it is not you who speak, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.
The Holy Bible. (2006). (Revised Standard Version; Second Catholic Edition, Mt 10:19–20). San Francisco: Ignatius Press.
Answering as quick as I did kind of surprised me since I am not one who normally has a ready answer. I need to think about things, analyze them (to the point of over-analyzing) in order for me to have just the right answer. Was this a case of the Holy Spirit speaking to me?
I have spoken many times how the Spirit speaks to me. He answers my questions, gives me directions, and guides me, but this could be the first time He has spoken through me or for me.
I don’t know where this crucifix came from. I found it up in the attic of the little house on the lake. I assume it belonged to my sister. It is the perfect size to keep on my desk, not so big as to be overwhelming, but big enough to be seen. I can see it whenever I am at my desk working on my computer, which is all the time, and it does kelp me to get through all the negativity, drama, gossip and chaos that constantly surrounds me. Sadly it needn’t be this way, but it is out of my control.
While it isn’t much, perhaps my little crucifix will help someone else to be able to deal with the influence of Satan that seems to surround my workplace. I would try to spread the Word through speaking about it at my workplace, but when everyone is always talking, no one is listening. So I hope I can set an example through my actions and my little pewter cross.
Looking at Jesus on the cross reminds me to be patient, to be humble. No matter what I am going through, whether the stuff at work or the physical pain I am dealing with, nothing can compare to what Jesus suffered, not even close. Therefore I know I will get through it.
The Wayward Catholic 