Missing the Point

I miss a lot of things-things that have disappeared from my life lately and things that were never really there at all.

I miss people asking how I really am.
I miss good hugs.
I miss friends who care about more than the things of this world.
I miss good conversations.
I miss being motivated.
I miss having time to breathe.
I miss playing piano keys to make music instead of laptop keys to make papers.
I miss feeling like I am actually making a difference.
I miss living without a mask.

I'm missing the point.

We have a purpose.
We have a calling.
We have a duty.

Whatever feelings of anger,bitterness, loneliness and hopelessness may get in the way, we must remember that, and place our ultimate mission above all else.

Grace to you, and peace in the quite contentment of our Lord.

Being Human is Tiring!

Sometimes, we get tired...

Tired of fighting for no apparent reason...

Tired of reaching out towards others, but feeling alone anyway...

Tired of believing lies...

Tired.

So was He.

Christ carried his cross on Calvary for us. He carried 120 lbs of sin and tree....not exactly a walk in the park to begin with. He proceeded to climb uphill, after being beaten close to death by those people whose sins he was carrying. He was crowned with thorns, stripped of all clothes, and put to death in place of a man who was actually guilty. He was mocked and SPIT ON the whole way (not to mention the days before). When he got to the end of the road, what did he do? Did he respond to the chance to prove himself as God? No. Did he yell back? No. He allowed those men to drive nails into his naked flesh-in front of his own mother-for something greater. He FORGAVE them before he took his final breath. It's not about me. It's not about you. It's about that.

May you have a fruitful Lent, filled with meaningful sufferings. May you never tire in imitating the unfailing Love of Christ.

Whatever You Do

God is good.....so, so, so good. Just thought I'd drop in and remind you ;)

I LOVE days like today: those days where you know the battle has already been won the moment you wake up. Those days when your eyes are open to Love, and the whole world seems to be singing a song just for you.

My morning has been blessedly mellow and insanely productive. Yes, at the same time! I slept in until 9, then broke out my backpack and caught up on some calculus. I have the house to myself for the day, which means I was listening to some Frank Sinatra/Ella Fitzgerald while finding the antiderivatives of functions.....which also made cleaning my room much more enjoyable, in case you were wondering. I have a list of other things to do today, but none of them at a certain time-which NEVER happens. So I went out on the porch, found a warm spot and prayed a rosary before continuing my streak of productivity. Yay :) My afternoon list consists of finishing at least 3 scholarship apps, 2 more calc assignments, a chemistry II chapter and questions, and writings some thank you's and letters. The next few hours also consists of me doing perhaps the most dangerous thing on the planet:

I'm going to.....clean. my. car. If you could see my car right now, you would run scared to. I've decided if at any point in time I'm going to conquer this monster, it may as well be today, when I can listen to some good music while doing it. Before I even begin I know there will be at least 5 lawn chairs, a sleeping bag, basketballs, volleyballs, flyers from our 5K in November, and a sack of 100 or so paper mache eggs and all supplies needed to paint/decorate them with little 4-H kids. Oh boy, this should be an adventure, to say the least!

You know, that's a good way to look at everything, actually. Don't dread doing the little things in your daily life-do them for someone greater. Because that someone who is Christ has written for you the adventure of a lifetime....and you're living it right now.

" Whatever you do, do from the heart, as if for the Lord and not for others..." Coll 3:23