Change is inevitable

I seem to have a really bad habit of only updating this blog about once a year. But it's not like I haven't been pretty clear that blogging isn't my forte'. News: In November 2020, my friend, Priest, brother in Christ, and adopted Papa, Fr. Bernard reposed in the Lord. He actually passed away due to severe complications from pneumonia - he went into the hospital due to complications with underlying conditions, was placed in the ICU on a COVID floor, caught COVID, and passed away, all in about 20 days. Result: the inevitable "power grab" ensued at the church - wild accusations and suspicions were thrown, and all of the work I had done (in keeping with the expectations of Fr. B, which were clearly communicated to me by the good Fr. himself) were clearly unwanted and unappreciated. We requested a transfer to a new Parish and are very happy there. I do not plan to ever return to the Parish we left. I will mention no more names, nor will I mention the name or location of the church we left, because at the end of the day, that doesn't matter. I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. I may not understand those reasons today, but I know that "all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose." (If you want to read that verse in context, here is the chapter: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+8&version=NKJV). I am reminded of a line of dialogue from the film "Dances with Wolves: Wind in His Hair is telling John Dunbar about the death of Stands with a Fist's first husband: Wind In His Hair : You know, the man she mourned for... He was my best friend. John Dunbar : I didn't know that. Wind In His Hair : He was a good man... It has been hard for me to like you. I am not the thinker Kicking Bird is. I always feel anger first. There were no answers to my questions. But now I think he went away because you were coming. That is how I see it. Why did my adopted Papa have to die? I don't know. But I am learning so much at the new Parish, and I am thankful that I am there. So maybe he had to go away because I needed something that he couldn't give me. "Then Job arose, tore his robe, and shaved his head; and he fell to the ground and worshiped. And he said: “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, And naked shall I return there. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; Blessed be the name of the Lord.” In all this Job did not sin nor charge God with wrong. ~ Job 1:20-22