… God is good.
Today I rediscovered the joy of the 5:30 contemporary Mass at St. Matthews. I use the term loosely as “contemporary” at the cathedral means music from the Gather book. In other words, they sing in English rather than the Latin, Italian, German, etc utilized at the 11:30 service I usually attend. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy that too. Especially since Ashley sings. Nothing can replace the familiarity of being able to belt out “City of God.”
It’s the little things in life.
The title of today’s post is a bit over dramatic, but it was wittier than some of the other options so there you go.
Today wasn’t a great day. I’ll spare the whining and just leave it at that. I also had the realization that a similar funk hits me every year ’bout this time. Blame it on too much winter. And the Olympics ending, etc, etc.
I get a strange sense of comfort from remembering that– like somehow March is destined to be a blah month. More on how I plan to change that later. Have immediately made my day better by getting a good work out in, coming home, and not turning on the TV. Instead I am happily engaged in the minutia of miscellaneous tasks on the home front. I feel better already.
