So anyway.
I want to thank all my friends online who came to support me when I was sad. You know who you are and what you did. For a long time I thought online friends weren't real - kind of like the stuffed toys I had as a kid - but I found out you are real, and my sadness turned to joy. Thank you all very much.
A good lesson from Today's readings at Mass:
Thus says the LORD:“Those who are healthy do not need a physician, but the sick do.
If you remove from your midst oppression,
false accusation and malicious speech;
If you bestow your bread on the hungry
and satisfy the afflicted;
Then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
and the gloom shall become for you like midday;
Then the LORD will guide you always
and give you plenty even on the parched land.
He will renew your strength,
and you shall be like a watered garden,
like a spring whose water never fails.
The ancient ruins shall be rebuilt for your sake,
and the foundations from ages past you shall raise up;
“Repairer of the breach,” they shall call you,
“Restorer of ruined homesteads.” - Isaiah 58: 9B-14
I have not come to call the righteous to repentance but sinners.” - Luke 5: 27-32
Teach me your way, O Lord, that I may walk in your truth.
Incline your ear, O LORD; answer me,
for I am afflicted and poor. - Ps. 84
It is good to be afflicted and poor.
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