Attitude, that is. Earlier this morning, around Four AM, I had my shift at Nocturnal Adoration, Holy Hour before The Blessed Sacrament.
I read a wonderful prayer by St Francis of Assisi around the True Presence of Christ under the appearance of bread. I finished the hour, spiritually recharged. Now, like St Peter, after being with Our Lord in The Garden of Gethsemane, I am denying I ever knew Him. There just isn’t a charitable thought in my head.
This happens from time to time. Chalk it up to sleep deprivation, arthritis, lack of grandchildren to kvell over. But I’m doing an attitude recalibration just as quickly as I can. This might include going back to bed. .
Right now I am watching the train tracks and automobile traffic in Ashland. I will get my coffee in a minute (Starbucks French Roast). I will embrace the grogginess and make a Gratitude List in my head.
Rant is rapidly concluding.