I can’t help but be sad. A week from today would have been Confirmation for our eighth graders. And that weekend would have then begun Holy Week. Well, for the record, Holy Week will still begin; but, it will be celebrated with no public Masses. We will be live-streaming everything for our parishioners. I have to tell you, that is so very hard to do. My heart breaks each time I see an empty church.
Yet, at the same time, I realize the necessity for everyone staying away. I do not think Jesus would be pleased with our gathering together and giving a potentially fatal virus to each other. The separation that we must embrace at present will be rewarded with reunion when it is all over.
But my heart can still break and I can still be sad.
And, in a manner that I could only explain as sympathetic, my sinuses do not want my heart to grieve alone so they, as you can well imagine, are attacking me big time as this weather front comes through. Sinuses, arthritis, and a breaking heart. What a recipe for the weekend.
But there are others who have it much worse than I. I just need to buck up and keep on doing what I’m supposed to be doing.
I’ll try to be more upbeat and positive tomorrow. No promises; but, I’ll try.
