Sunday, I awoke and went to mass. Arriving just as it is beginning, as is now my norm. (I hate sitting alone). Happily, this day I forgotten that the 9:15 is the ‘kiddie’ mass a.k.a. loud. But I got to sit next to an infant and on the other side an adorable 4 year old. Happy day!
At the homily, one of my favorite priests, Fr. Frank told a story of two monks crossing a river. It was extremely dangerous, and they were unsure that they would be strong enough to make it across. Then, they noticed a woman trying to cross herself and not succeeding. The older monk went over and spoke with her, shocking the younger monk. After a moment, he had literally picked up the stranded women and forded across with her on his back.
After reaching the other side, the two parties separated Over an hour later, the young monk still annoyed that his superior broke an unspoken rule. Finally the older monk sais, “I put her down hours ago. Maybe you should too”.
The next morning this little quote was in my inbox.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.Ralph Waldo Emerson