…I’m in the middle of.\u00c2\u00a0 (Yes I know I left that hanging…. I’m not in the mood to fix it.)<\/p>\n
Yesterday<\/span> Wednesday was technically the middle of the terrible, no good, very bad week in which I find myself, and I’ll be honest: I didn’t want to go to choir rehearsal.\u00c2\u00a0 I didn’t feel like singing, I felt like crying.\u00c2\u00a0 Monday night, the two newest (and best gas-mileage) cars we have (of our 3 old cars) got smashed in a hit and run.\u00c2\u00a0 That means we’ll have to buy something for Paul to replace his commuter car.\u00c2\u00a0 Later Tuesday, the CPA informed us that Turbo Tax did not make a mistake, but was accurate in it’s prediction that we owe the IRS about $10K.\u00c2\u00a0 And furthermore the week has been filled with a lot of the kind of stress you feel when people you love are hurting, but far away, and you are helpless, and all you can do is pray, and pray some more.<\/p>\n I was glad, though, after all, that I went to that rehearsal.\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 Somehow (you know how they say, “He who sings prays twice”) – it was an extension of my ongoing prayers, and it uplifted my soul in a way that I very much needed.<\/p>\n Still and all, after a long Thursday of intense prayers, while simultaneously trying to get some schooling accomplished, I have to admit I’m a bit done in.\u00c2\u00a0 And then I think of the saints and martyrs, whose trials were so profound, and whose prayers and intercessions were tireless, and I conclude, I really need more stamina.\u00c2\u00a0 Thank You, Lord, that You know my frame.\u00c2\u00a0 Thank You for Your patience with my weakness.\u00c2\u00a0 Give me an increase in love I pray, and in my infirmities, may I cling more closely to You.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" …I’m in the middle of.\u00c2\u00a0 (Yes I know I left that hanging…. I’m not in the mood to fix it.) Yesterday Wednesday was technically the middle of the terrible, no good, very bad week in which I find myself, and I’ll be honest: I didn’t want to go to choir rehearsal.\u00c2\u00a0 I didn’t feel like […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,10,598],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-685","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-catholic","category-devotional","category-netties-world","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/685","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=685"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/685\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15220,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/685\/revisions\/15220"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=685"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=685"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/old.adoptedjoy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=685"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}