Holy Week. It's always a drain.
All the usual temptations, and then some, are ramped up; seeking you around each corner to trip you out of your best intentions.
Stress hits an all time high, and emotions like anxiety or sadness come out of the woodwork.
All good-intentioned actions run short, get bumped off, or go awry.
And then there's stuff with family. My family goes a little nuts, and not like buying eggs, plastic grass and baskets crazy. They just get nuttier.
Now, tonight. Today was a mess. I was late to work. I got out of work past 2:30 after being in a meeting since 12:45pm. I get to internship, and my client misses his appointment time. I go to Mass at 7:30pm and walk out at 10pm. I have 25 missed calls on my phone, 11 voicemail messages and 3 text messages. Dad's in the ER; now they're keeping him overnight for observation.
I asked for today, Good Friday, off from work. So much for time off, time to relax, time to breathe and let be.
Pray as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended on you. — St Augustine
Faith lives on things that are most dark, just as hope lives best on the elements of despair. — Blessed Nivard, OSB Cist.
All our religion is but a false religion, and all our virtues are mere illusions and we ourselves are only hypocrites in the sight of God, if we have not that universal charity for everyone – for the good, and for the bad, for the poor and for the rich, and for all those who do us harm as much as those who do us good. — St. John Vianney