Cornbread

Sitting in church listening to yet another dry sermon, straining to hear and pay attention, feeling uncomfortable and grumbling to myself about how I am not being fed. Then it hits me. I am being fed. I just like my cornbread with milk. Everything Father says is correct and he is light years ahead of me spiritually and academically. I just like my cornbread with milk; it’s so much easier to swallow. I should be counting my blessings; that I have an ordained priest of any kind to celebrate the mass and minister the sacraments. God has given me all that I need. I just have to get over this “half empty glass” syndrome.

Thank you Lord Jesus for giving me every thing I need.
Thank you Lord Jesus for giving me all the cornbread I can eat.
And, thank you Lord, for Your promise of a land where there will be plenty of milk
and honey.

Amen.



12/20/2007