Well it’s been a long and beautiful weekend here. Here’s what I was up to:
At Masses this weekend the Deacons preached. We’re blessed with some great Deacons: Deacon Angelus and Deacon Henry both give Homilies which are very insightful, informative, and challenging.
That does make the weekend somewhat easier for us Priests, for the obvious reason that we don’t have to give a Homily. (I usually work on one anyway, though am terribly remiss about publishing them.)
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, and hence the anniversary of my dad’s death. It’s still difficult to think that he died that awful day. It was one of the last things I could have possibly foreseen with that storm.
The heat’s got me somewhat down; quite a few projects without a time frame are easily postponed until October, like, cleaning the garage, upping my cycling mileage, redoing some of the garden.
I am officially going to start planing vacations in the August/September time frame. That will render my ministry much more effective, and everyone will be pleased with that. Especially me.
I prepared a vegetable dish for lunch after the 11:00 a.m. Mass. It consisted if many peppers and onions which I cleaned out of the vegetable bin, cooked down with some other things and some spinach, then made into a curry and had with quinoa.
It’s the kind of thing that’s great to eat alone, very nourishing with good flavors. But if anyone were around I’d probably deny having any part in making it.
I got a lot of reading done this weekend, a bit of research I’m undertaking for yet another project that’s entered my mind for scheduling.
Sometimes it’s best to have a ten year plan amidst all the other plans of life.
Especially since, well… argh… well, since blogging’s not my forte! The truth hurts, but we must always face it squarely.
Monday is my alleged day off, and I actually have a free day tomorrow. So I can sleep in, in air conditioned splendor, while the whole world starts turning around a new work week.
If that makes anyone jealous, I’m not incredibly upset about it. I’ll probably be up at 5AM anyway.
God, grant us peace of days and teach as in all things to glorify you. Teach us to pray as we ought, and to live according to your will for our lives.
In you alone is our hope O Lord, and we know that we shall never hope in vain. Amen.