Here at the long awaited Convocation for Priests there are lots of… well, there are lots of Priests. I think every Priest serving in the diocese is here. It’s a blessing to have everyone meeting together, and getting involved in discussions on Presbyteral unity. It’s positively inspiring.
It’s not without it’s irritations however. I ran into someone I have an old resentment towards. And while I was trying to be kind and charitable, I still ended up grimacing and walking away.
Ordinarily, I’m the very model of Christian charity, (and humility of course,) but evidently I have a ways to go with some relationships. Or maybe it’s just accepting some situations which is my task. Perhaps it’s just letting go of old hurts. Or, maybe it’s just accepting the fact that oil and water don’t mix.
Whatever it is, I’m sure a good night’s sleep will help it.
And the room’s are very comfortable. This is, indeed, yet another blessing for which I am extremely thankful.
Then, I was trying to take the artistic shot of the hotel at the top of the page (you can clearly see that it’s very artistic.) I was trying to let a Priest pass in his car in the street so that I could take this photo, and he kept very politely tooting his horn for me to go ahead and cross.
I waved him on. He tooted his horn for me to cross. I waved him on, he tooted. Back and forth it went… Back and forth.
Finally I crossed the street, snapped this picture along the way, and got on with things. It’s a busy day you know.
Maybe tomorrow I can had back out into the street and get the palm fronds out of the way. They’re very irritating.
St. John Vianney, pray for us!
A priest who takes great photos! So delighted to have found you. I am enjoying your blog and will be a frequent visitor.
God bless you, Father.
Why thank you, I appreciate the comment!