Here comes the sun...

After a few days of R&R (or as much as I can get with the kiddies), I feel a lot better.

The skies are brightening off this nasty fortnight, and I'm feeling a bit refreshed. Not helping matters was the fact I've also been feeling spiritually dry. I let prayer slip away and haven't said the Rosary in ages, and I felt very slothful. Not sure if that's a word or the correct one for what I'm describing, but I think it is.

But a couple cool things have me on the upswing.

First, everyone's healthy and back to normal. Huzzah!

Second, I spent an hour with our deacon yesterday learning how to pray Morning and Evening Prayer! After the class fell through, I figured I had to cut to the chase and ask around at church. I called the parish office and spoke with the Deacon, who was very sweet and agreed to teach me the basics after 11 a.m. Mass Sunday.

Since then I've prayed Evening and Morning Prayers, and although I think I may be missing an Antiphon here and forgetting a Glory Be there, I think I have the basics covered.

There's been a lot of flipping around (especially since I have the one-volume Christian Prayer), but I figure the more I do it, the better I'll get. I'm still a little hazy on Feast Days, Memorials and such, but I think I can figure it out when they arrive. Plus, I do have this book which will help.

So, so far, so good. It wasn't easy getting here, but I'm on my way.

Thanks to everyone who left supportive words. There's not many people I know who could understand my disappointment in that class falling through, but if you're reading this blog I know you do. Thank you again!