Monday, April 18, 2011

Holy Monday

That's a photo of the church where the wedding was held on Saturday.  No, it is not a Catholic Church.  It is a church built in 1897 - and still standing.  On top of a mesa where no one has lived for probably a hundred years.  It was a beautiful day for a wedding.  

I got to spend a few days with my daughters.  They were kind to one another the whole time.  

But I got to see myself and realize something.  My eldest brother gets on my last nerve.  I love him.  I know he loves me.    But he gets on my nerves.  I try to smile, but I know it is phony and forced and I am sure he knows it too.

So, this morning I checked the Archdiocese's website and found confession from 7:05 to 8:15 at a nearby church.  I went there on my way to work.

When I got into my car to leave the church, I thanked God from the bottom of my heart for his forgiveness and mercy.  And I also thanked him that I am a Catholic and I can avail myself of this wonderfully healing sacrament - any day of the week.  

It is more effective than therapy.  It not only makes you FEEL better, but it truly makes you BE better.  The price is right too.  


  1. You know ... I'm sure when Jesus walked this earth He too smiled and kept His thoughts to Himself. He also forgave ... time and again.

    When your brother gets on your nerves ... just smile and pray for him under your breath. Let whatever he does to get on your nerves be a trigger for you to pray for him.

    God bless you and yours always.

  2. Me and my brother don't always see eye to eye. It happens to me too. I bet it's rather common. But I don't know what the sin was that you had to confess. You weren't mean to him, as far as you mentioned.

  3. Victor, I do smile and pray. But I know what is in my heart.

    Manny, I had plenty of things to confess! Somehow I never run out of them!

    And Kelly - thanks.

  4. LOL, I hear on you on having lots of sins. I must have way more than you. ;) I went on Monday night. In NYC they kept the confessionals open from 3 to 9 PM for a marathon confessional in all the churches. It gave me the opportunity. They should do that more often. It might draw me in more frequently. Though I must confess, I hate going to confession.