I've been in a bit of a funk the past few days. Nothing earth-shattering, of course, but just a bit on the disappointed side.
First, our pastor chose to finish up the Mass with a few comments on the latest Vatican "pronouncements." I had been hoping for some encouraging words, but instead he chose to look at both as "going backwards" and "throwing ice water on ecumenism."
I love the people at our parish and I will honor our pastor (of course) and stay where we are, but it gets discouraging to listen to what is said sometimes.
Second, I haven't had much chance to talk to friends lately, and for a social person like me, that is a must! Praise God that our Bible study is tomorrow! I so desperately need to be recharged at this moment.
Third, it appears that several of my children are on their way to yet another round of gastro-intestinal fun. I know I'm beating a dead horse, but seriously -- with only one bathroom, this is NOT fun. [Tonight was a virtual "bathroom ballet" as I tried to bathe 6 kids in turn, while dealing with several who simply could not wait to... well, you know. Imagine me hiding behind the shower curtain while I'm washing whatever 2 are in the tub, trying to give all children proper privacy. If it weren't so frustrating it would be awfully funny...]
Like I said, nothing earth-shattering, but enough to get me in a funk. I half-way expected this to happen, since I had offered up the frustrations of the coming day this morning for a specific intention. I'd like to think that somehow, God is using all of this, but right now all I am thinking is, "This really stinks."
Ah, noble, spiritual warrior that I am!