I was not very good about embracing my own little crosses... The morning started out so wonderfully peaceful. We had
Eggos for breakfast and started our school day on time! However, by afternoon everything seemed to be falling apart! For example: Captain
could not finish his Math or Phonics correctly.
(After 3 hours I finally gave up and sent the boys outside for a break. We all needed one...) I then realized that while I was working with the boys, the girls were having a little camp out in my bedroom and, in addition to the fort which had been made out of my bedding, I found smashed apple jacks all over the room. While I was cleaning that up, Chiquita managed to break a first communion gift of Captains. At nap time, Snuggles somehow got access to a blue permanent marker and decided to write all over his bedding and himself.
(Thankfully he didn't write on the comforter, just the sheets.) Hubby had to work a 16 hour shift
(plus his commuting) and I kept finding myself losing my patience and getting
completely overwhelmed...
Why was I letting it all get to me so much? We ALL have our daily crosses and, compared to others I know, my own are particularly light right now. I finally took a step back, said a little prayer, and calmed down. I let the rest of the school work go for the day, baked a
(simplified) cross shaped
cake like I had planned
(but had all but given up on), bathed the baby, and read the children the story of
The Tale of Three Trees: A Traditional Folktale. The day ended much better!
Prayer for all who carry their Cross
(from the back of a Holy Card)
O my God, I thank you for this cross you have allowed me to carry. Please give me the strength and faith to persevere so that I may bring glory to your name while withstanding the burden of its weight. Thank you for offering me a share in your suffering. I know that you have always been, are now, and ever will be at my side every step of the way. Thank you also for every "Simon" that you have sent to help me bear this cross. I have prayed so often that this thorn in my flesh would be removed, but I trust that your grace is sufficient. Change my heart's troubled cry of - "How long, O Lord?", into words of trust: "However long, O Lord." May I seek only to do your will and to unite my sufferings with your passion. Help me to not get lost in my own self concerns, but may I find in these trials a way to greater virtue, a call to prayer and a path to trust in you alone. Permit me not to waste my pain, but to make of these struggles a sacrificial offering for others. Lord, when I am weary and I fall, exhausted under the weight of this cross, please give me the courage to press on as you did. Lord Jesus, I embrace with love my cross, as a share in your own. By your grace, may I carry it all the way to the vision of your glory. I abandon myself totally to your will. Christ Jesus, I trust in you. Amen.