It has been a long week. Holy Week always is, but I don't mind. It's the best time of the year, spiritually, and it is very rewarding for a pastor.
Having a packed church for Holy Thursday and Good Friday helps. Holy cow! Everyone came!
Good Friday was a marathon. Morning prayer, fiddling around the church, communion calls, confessions, stations, confessions, liturgy of Good Friday, more confessions, dinner, more stations. My treat last night? Some grapes.
Today: morning Prayer, confessions, breakfast, work on homily, make a cake, work on homily, cook the brass toppers for candles in the oven (that's how you get the wax off of them), work on homily, confessions, fiddle around in church (if you came by around 4:45 pm, you heard me practicing the Exsultet), make some dinner. Now I'm chilling for a bit. Dinner was a steak I picked up at Buschurs next door, some frozen spinach I sautéed with some garlic, and a glass of red wine. Sorry no pictures, but I was hungry!
Now a little TV till the Big Event.