FOR TODAY April 29, 2014
Outside my window… dark. It’s 4 a.m. and I’m having fibro pain in my legs as well as insomnia.
I am thinking… about what I’m going to be facing in a matter of hours in terms of my day.
In the kitchen… need to cook the last of the quinoa.
I am wearing… green t-shirt and black capri sweats.
I am praying for… sleep (failing there), various people, the ability to forgive, and a couple special intentions.
I am going… to hope that they can fix our bathroom fan tomorrow.
I am wondering… why I’m getting hit with insomnia and fibro pain tonight/today.
I am reading… Jesus: A Pilgrimage by James Martin, S.J. — I’m reading it one chapter at a time so that I’m not having to remember too many details when I have to put the book down.
I am hoping… I can get my fabric trimmed tomorrow and primed to cut the strips for tying.
I am looking forward to… the Promise Walk on Saturday.
I am hearing Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me on iTunes.
Around the house… lots of cleaning to do in the dining area part of the kitchen.
A favorite quote for today… “There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilisations—these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit—immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn: We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously—no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption. And our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner—no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbour is the holiest object presented to your senses. If he is your Christian neighbour, he is holy in almost the same way, for in him also Christ vere latitat—the glorifier and the glorified, Glory Himself, is truly hidden.” — C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory
One of my favorite things… Trader Joe’s Organic Tea – Lemonade.
A few plans for the rest of the week: ABA therapy for Daniel on weekday afternoons, mani-pedi on Friday, counseling appointment on Friday, and the Promise Walk on Saturday.
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