Don't waste
Sunday's.
I read about
this concept last week in my Matthew Kelly book Resisting Happiness. I have approximately 1,534 Sundays left in my
life. The number looks huge, but I have
already had 2,678 Sundays. I wonder how
many I have wasted. I do know this past
calendar year I wasted one Sunday. I
don't think I will do that again for a long time.
So, what does it
mean to waste a Sunday? For me, wasting
a Sunday is skipping Mass over the weekend.
I need to check in with Jesus at His house. If I don't, I have wasted the Sunday. Of course, this is different from missing a
Mass. Missing Mass is being out of town
and not able to attend. In ways, I know
this is a copout. There are churches
everywhere. But sometimes, activities
that God places in my life are important, and I think He understands.
Earlier in the
year, the time I skipped church was also during the time I was traveling a
ton. I think I didn't step in the church
for Mass in like a month. The next Mass
I attended I actually cried. I told
Jesus I missed visiting Him on His turf.
I thanked Him for hanging out with me at home and on my travels, but I
wouldn't go so long without seeing Him in His home. So, no more wasting Sundays for this girl.
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