You might have noticed that there was no post yesterday.
I was sick as a dog (whatever that little saying means.)
I am still under the weather today (whatever that little saying means.)
The difference between yesterday and today is that yesterday was also a calendar packed day and when I had five minutes to sew together I sat in my chair and tried to breath and rest my eyes. I did only that which had to be done. Sebastian still needed walked. Sacraments still needed to be celebrated. The staff meeting still had to take place. There was a person who wanted a meeting because she wants to be Catholic – these things you don’t put off unless you really have to.
A week ago I was walking Sebastian around the property and was just overwhelmed at how fortunate I was, not only to be a priest, but to be a priest of this parish. So many wonderful things take place here. I just had to stop and give thanks to God – stop everything – pause – and say thank you.
That’s when it hit me: Do I only say thank you when things are going my way? I do. Why am I not always thankful? Ten billion things needed to go right for me to recognized one thing that is not going my way and I can allow that to ruin an otherwise good day.
So today, I am achy, I have a headache, I can’t breathe through my nose, my throat is sore, and I am losing my voice. But you know what, that just points out to me what a wonderful life I do have normally. 99.99% of the time I can breathe, I do feel good, I do have a voice. This little glitch should remind me of the great gifts that I do have. So even though I don’t feel on top of the world today, God, I thank you for the many blessing that there really are present seen a little cloudy today through mucus and interrupted by coughs and sneezes. You remind me to be thankful for these things I take for granted. What wonders you give.
So, if I’ve learned my lesson, may I please breathe again now?