We went to the Long Island Beltaine festival on Saturday and I celebrated Mass that evening – it was really a good day. The following day, I was hurting and I let the idea of being disabled and the Sunday Blues get to me. I wound up rising earlier than usual yesterday (thanks to a cranky dog), but I made use of the time. Took my time showering, dressing, and praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet with the Franciscan Friars of the Renewal.
But the big deal, the big hump was Saturday the day of the festival; on the weekends, I cling to the idea that I can ONLY do one thing a day, and my body kind of shuts down after that. My spine, muscles, not to mention my depression, demand it. The fact that we went to Beltaine AND I celebrated Mass is huge. They BOTH went well and that is what I need to build on.
Also, it’s time to stop with being ultra distracted by other intriguing faiths. I love Buddhism and the various Pagan faiths like Wicca and Druidry; I have cultivated these beautiful and welcoming spiritual cottages everywhere.
But my forever Home is the Christian Church.
Not the one that calls me an enemy of God. No more. I'm referring to the fellowship in that Jesus – my brother, my friend, my God – loves me, is patient with me, and will always be there for me. Where we lift each other up instead of cut people down in guilt and shame.
THAT is the Christian Church. THAT is my Church.
Daily Mass Readings
Acts 14:19-28
Psalm 145:10-11, 12-13ab, 21
John 14:27-31a
Sounds promising for the futuer! -- Anais
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