
Thirty days,
Seven hundred twenty hours,
Four hundred thirty-two thousand minutes,
Two million, five hundred ninety-two thousand seconds,
Since life entered a new normal.
But who's counting?
A reflection in the life of a Catholic adult, trying to figure out where I belong in the grand scheme of things.
Branch from a thorn plant, similar to which would have been used for Jesus' crown of thorns. Ouch! |
"Here now, all you who fear God, while I declare what he has done for me. Blessed be God who refused me not my prayer or his kindness!"