I woke early this morn to find that I had spent the night at my Aunt's best friend's house, where my Aunt from out of town was staying due to the loss of my other Aunt, my dearest Aunt Jeri.
On a side note, I would like to mention that my Aunt was one of the best people to live, and I miss her so much. But I am very glad that she is in Heaven where she can be with her most favorite of people, My great Grandfather, Papa.
It was 9:45, and morning mass had already started and I banged my head on the table more than a few times, as I sat down to look at my tired and very forlorn Aunt Cherril. I had missed Mass, on the day when I most needed it. I thought to myself, as I sat there, "Why does my body refuse to wake on the days when I most need and crave the word of God?"
And then I thought about it some more, and I realized it was out of fear. I fear the process of coming to God, and realizing my own potential. But as I sit here, I realize that I do not need to come to God, for he already has me in his arms. So as I sipped at my morning coffee I promised myself that I would attend next Sunday's Mass and I would go to the confimation classes that signed up for and I would stay true to my word.
One of the teachers at my school, who is the wife of the blog I now follow, is my sponsor and I know she will do me right. She is so very nice to me, and has never wronged me in anyway, Travis is a very lucky guy.
So Sunday, here I come, to listen, to worship, to inhale the very word of God.
Thank you to Travis, and Jen. I do hope you read this, and I hope that we have a blessed day.
And Travis, though we havent met properly, if there is a proper way to meet, I think you are a great guy. Your Blog is awesome and it inspires me to write more.