125th Sunday in Ordinary Time

I do grow bored with Ordinary Time, and I hope that's not a sign of acedia. It probably is, and if so, then I haven't given in, I sitll say all my prayers, go to daily mass, and do lectio with an ever more obscure bible. That's not completely fair to say, I get a lot out of the daily lectio, but I have to wonder why does it feel like work instead of joy?

Maybe that's what's wrong with a lot of spirituality, we think it's supposed to be joy filled all the time, just happy happy joyjoy, like Ren and Stimpy used to sing. Most of the time I find lectio a dark path where the only knowledge is knowing nothing at all. I sit with verses, pray, reflect, and face the emptiness. And, somehow that is enough. It is comforting that wall of silence that sometimes comes from God. Luckily I know enough of the apophatic path to know this is just another one of those things, means nothing, and will sooner than later change. God will deal with me in God's way, in God's own time.

I am not going to the LCG retreat this year for two reasons that are public and one that is private. Public one. I have $28.00 to the first day of October. Public two. I have a second birthday party for my great nephew which is infinitely more important. The private reason remains private. But public reasons 1 and 2 are good enough.

That's all for tonight.


Adam Lay Bound

Adam lay ybounden, bounden in a bond,
Four thousand winter thoughte he not too long;
And al was for an apple, and apple that he took,
As clerkes finden writen, writen in hire book.
Ne hadde the apple taken been, the apple taken been,
Ne hadde nevere Oure Lady ybeen hevene Queen.
Blessed be the time that apple taken was:
Therfore we mown singen Deo Gratias