Fri, 31 Mar 2017 17:19:16 GMT
Thank you that the storms here last night were not as bad as had been predicted. The earth smells so fresh and is buzzing with new life. The sky is so pretty and blue with no dark clouds in sight.
That is how it seems to be with our lives. We go through periods of intense storms, but then when they are over, you appear again bright like the sun to warm and comfort us. You were always there, even in the storm, we just often cannot see you.
Father, I'm being tempted to look back today, and I ask that you deliver me from this temptation. Maybe it's because Easter is approaching, and that brings back many intense memories.
To be honest, there are some things I miss about the Catholic celebration of Easter. But these things are also attached to family and my late husband, and they all get mixed in together. I don't really know how to change these feelings.
"Holy Week" is only two weeks away, and it has been important to me for decades. Now I don't know what to do. I feel guilty if I don't celebrate it in the traditional way, and I feel guilty if I do. What do I do, God?
Thank you for your love and patience with me, Father. You are merciful and forgiving. You are kind and gentle when we call upon you. I love you with all my heart, and I'm sorry that I still get things so mixed up. Help me to grow. Help me to understand.