In the
Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.
“She was in her glory today.” That’s what my father would say when he was
describing my grandmother at a family reunion, carrying out the groaning
platters, a baby cradled in one arm, beaming for all the world to see. It’s how he described my brother that time
the bases were loaded and he sent the ball over the left field wall. I remember him teasing my mother, returning
home from a day shopping with her friends.
There were a few more bags in the back seat than he had been expecting,
and that’s what he said—“well, I can see you were in your glory today.” I think it’s a rather old-fashioned
expression these days, but we still know what it means.
To be one’s glory means to feel deep
happiness, a sense of fulfillment. We
are in our glory when we are doing that thing we are truly made to do, when our
distinctive talents are put to use, and others respond to us with respect and
admiration. We smile when we are in our
glory. A kind of light seems to shine
from our faces.