Good morning! This is your “I slept in because the cat woke me up in the middle of the night and then I had a sinus headache” wake-up call. Day 8.
I did fail in humility yesterday. I mean I guess I fail every day, but I failed big time yesterday.
“So I ask blessed Mary ever Virgin, all the angels and saints, and you, my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God.”
Suggested words:
Lord, he’s a bozo. You know it; we know it. Sometimes you give him the grace to know it himself. “But thou art the same Lord whose property it is always to have mercy.” So cut him a break and restore him in your dearly beloved Son, our Savior Jesus Christ.
You may have failed in humility yesterday, but I fail every day. I’m not playing a game of “humbler than thou,” I’m really a mess. As everyone knows. :(
Pets waking you up in the night is the worst. Especially when you have freshly poured concrete in the back yard and you have to keep them off of it (I hear that the concrete guys had to smooth over paw prints yesterday).
Okay, off to the office. May God grant you the grace to fight the good fight and not give in to the power of the dark side. Way too much Star Wars over the weekend.
That's the part that slays me every time. The tendency is always to find the excuse for my behavior, and when it's phrased such, there's no escape except to the mercy of God. Which of course is the whole idea.
For our non-Catholic friends, here is the confiteor, said at the beginning of Mass:
I confess to almighty God,
and to you, my brothers and sisters,
that I have sinned through my own fault,
in my thoughts and in my words,
in what I have done, and in what I have failed to do;
and I ask blessed Mary, ever virgin,
all the angels and saints,
and you, my brothers and sisters,
to pray for me to the Lord our God.
Good morning Mad Dawg - thanks for the ping.
Thanks for the ping.
Lord, help me to be humble today. I’ll need it.
I got a big smack of humility myself yesterday.
I guess I asked for it. Thanks for the reminder and you’re in my prayers.