In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff ’tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself. (Merchant of Venice, Act 1 sc. 1)

If I had to choose a word to sum up the last few days and my blogging efforts….it would be apathy :(. Even in the midst of a very joyful Easter-tide so far I find myself disturbed, upset and anxious.

In the States, there are people celebrating in the streets over Osama Bin Laden’s death at the hands of Navy Seals. Even to the point of wishing that his soul burn in hell for all eternity. I thought all souls were commended to the mercy of God. But then again, I may have misread that portion of the funeral liturgy πŸ˜›

Here at home, the Conservatives–who have faced a non-confidence vote twice in the last five years–have now earned a majority in the House of Commons. 😦

On top of that, I find myself extremely anxious about the start of my new positions…..excited :)…..but anxious.

In the face of all this negative energy……I have to be honest, I haven’t had the strength to pray the formal Office in the last two days πŸ˜₯

All of this to say I am sorry for not putting anything up here :(…..and I hope to pick up the ball tomorrow morning…..but today is one of those days when I have to place my hope on the prayers offered by the Church to uphold and strengthen me…so that I in turn can do the same for them tomorrow. +

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