"But our courteous Lord willeth not that His servants despair, for often nor for grievous falling: for our falling hindereth not Him to love us. Peace and love are ever in us, being and working; but we be not alway in peace and in love." - Julian of Norwich, Revelations of Divine Love, Chapter 39.
I thought I was doing well with something I was struggling with, but last week I had the chance to show it and failed spectacularly by being cruel to someone.
Peace and love are ever in us, being and working; but we be not always in peace and love.
I have not been to church since Easter. My circumstances are making it difficult to get to my new church (meets at 5pm on Sunday) and I don't really want to go back to my old church. So I'm not sure what to do. At this point I probably just need to get myself to any church.
It's the thinking I was doing well part that got me - that spiritual pride. It'll get ya every time.
On a lighter note, my parents kept Brigid (who is 2 1/2 years old) overnight on Saturday and took her to their church on Sunday morning. When I picked her up I asked her what she did that morning. "Went to church and saw boys!" Oh my.