Light At the End of the Tunnel

The rain can sometimes make a person refletive and a natural philosopher. It's also wet and cold outside and my stomach is growling with hunger pangs (the noodles are on the way).

Lately, it's been rather a difficult time as I struggle with the workload that just keep coming in with no end in sight and finding the center in all this for some balance and sanity. The temptation to redirect or reject the requests for weddings, funerals and what nots is always there but if I do so (believe me I sure can!) I am running away from my responsibilities and perhaps creating a dark opportunity to shirk all duties and ministry in the end! So, the struggle continues. The tension remains.

Not surprising then, that I get, now and then, glimpses of light that suffuses the soul saying that we shall not be overcome and for all the irritants that abound, goodness shall always prevail - that there will always be a light at the end of every tunnel we find ourselves going through. A little child's embrace, a smile, some space for quiet time despite the limited time available, a profound moment in prayer, a good book, a thank you ...

The rain today must have also brought about a temporary loss of memory. Prayed the Morning Prayer but not using those for John the Baptist, whose feast we celebrate today! Have a nice anyway and remember, the Father is with you - always!