I would like to share something with you guys that touched me tonight.
When Lent began, I had decided I would do as I always do and make at least 3 Masses a week. Lent started almost 4 weeks ago and until tonight I had not made any extra Masses during the week other than the obligatory one on Sunday. Usually I would pray the Rosary every day. Nadda at all this year except when crossing the 18 mile Achafalaya Basin Bridge headed to Baton Rouge and that was only begging God not to allow any wrecks so I wouldn't piss my pants since there's no place to relieve yourself should an accident occur except in bottles or cans left in your car. LOL
Anyway, what has been occurring in me is a total lack of spirituality that is usually somewhat evident within me. I have been battling this for a while and just joyless with my life. I've been praying for God to give me some of myself back. Just a smidgen Lord! Nadda! Nothing!
Today I decided it was confession time. I get off of work a half an hour early to make confession which has always been held on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I get to the church with all my sins. Ready to spill my guts. Nadda! Nothing! Confession is no longer given on Tuesday. Sonavabitch! What am I going to do? But, Mass is still celebrated so I wait for Mass to begin, looking upon the cross, begging the Good Lord to give me something back. I’m just totally dry spiritually.
Mass, begins and when it came time for the sermon, the very first words out of the mouth of the Priest was.
"In every Christians life there comes a time where the Soul goes through a darkness where there seems to be nothing left within you. A spiritual darkness. This is God preparing you for a higher meaning to your faith. He is showing you what it feels like to long and miss him. To know and realize what you are missing"
OMG...knock me on my ass! The flood arrived. The tears flowed. Damned if God didn’t speak to me! I’m not 100% yet, but it damned sure showed me that he definitely listens when I talk. :)
Okay, I'm finished cursing now....