I am always struck by the irony of the fact that when we're working at the Bible Institute every year, my prayer life suffers horribly that week. I find myself doing my morning prayer as Mark and I drive there. We do go to Mass there everyday, but by the end of the day, I am so exhausted that I don't have the energy for more than a simple prayer of "Thank you, dear Lord, for getting me through this day".
Last night we didn't stay for the evening session....I was out of clean clothes and needed to do laundry and John had been home alone most of the day. I came home and threw a load of laundry in and sat in the quiet of my room and prayed a rosary....heavenly.
Only two days to go until it is over for another year.
A blessed Friday to all....