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My spiritual paycheck
Suzanne Molino Singleton
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Sure, I get paid as a staff writer for The Catholic Review. If someone wants to compensate me while I’m playing Catholic, by all means, show me the Catholic money.
Yet the true payment of my work has zero monetary value and arrives in the form of fostering my spirituality during work hours.
I call it my spiritual paycheck.
It arrives every day at noon for starters, as the editorial department prays The Angelus after George rings the bell. (In a nation thar tried to remove the two words – under God – from the Pledge of Allegiance, you gotta love that.)
Secondly, in our reporting travels, we often step into churches, chapels, shrines, events and meetings chockfull of the Christian spirit and messages, surrounded by many fulfilled people on the same Catholic journey.
Some days payday comes when the moral of the story I’m covering is specifically meant to open my heart. Other days I might receive it while extracting a quote from a priest that contains the exact message I need to hear so as to apply it to a circumstance in my life.
When our earthly selves refer to our heavenly ones, we say, “You can’t take it with you.” Exactly, we can’t – not paychecks, boats, sports cars, big houses, or currency … and certainly not your shoe collection.
Heaven doesn’t take cash. And I’m not sure if angels wear shoes.
But the other kind of compensation – the rewards of cultivating our spirituality – is certainly worth toting along with our souls up to the pearly gates.
And the best part is … you won’t have to pay any taxes.
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