Thursday. MP with staff. Ginger out for the day to take her dad out of town for a medical appointment, though we later found out she ended up finding she needed some tending herself. Celebrated HC for the Thursday group at 9:45 and got in trouble for preaching longer than Dean does… not feeling very guilty about that though: time does not exist in the Liturgy, if it is properly preparing us for eternity. Of course explaining that to irked parishioners is not always the easiest sell, and distinguishing when you’re just gushing because you like hearing yourself gush isn’t either: ah well, it all works to our sanctification. Helped tend the office and worked on the Weekly Word and other publications. Got a shocker in the afternoon when I got a call that a younger former parishioner had lost her mother in a tragic family shooting in Corpus Christi; had a chance to talk to her later in the day, but one is never sure what to say in the face of that kind of such hideous evil. Bonhoeffer was right that simple optimistic confidence in human progress and perfectibility cannot have the steel in it to face the evil that is loose in the world. We are ever sheep in need of a shepherd. Come, Lord Jesus.
Met in the late afternoon with the group planning the parish arts festival for next month, and excited for the possibilities with that. Afterwards some further office work and calls and then home. Spoke with Dean to be sure he was home from his travels. Supper at home and a quiet evening to a pretty challenging day.
