I was up several times throughout the night.
The children calling “Daddy” from different bedrooms will do that.
But when the day begins with appointments I do not remember making…
…and work equipment not working…
…and banging my head off of a low hanging piece of duct work…
…we have to ask ourselves:
“Do Mondays always have to hurt?”
THEY PROBABLY DON’T
…even though it is difficult to see that when our heads are still throbbing.
So this is what I am going to do.
I am going to do something ancient.
I am going to get in step with our most ancient brothers and sisters.
I am going to offer the troubles of this troublesome Monday for you and your intentions.
I am going to pray that the worse I feel…
…and more bothered I become with low hanging duct work…
…or yet another phone call that makes little sense…
…I will be asking God to send you His graces.
And why would I do that?
Because God has transformed suffering…
…and He has turned it into the fuel that makes saints.
So friends…
…have a great Monday.
Give everything to God.
And know that you have LOTS of fuel coming your way.
in Christ, patrick
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