I got off to an early start today. During my morning prayers i realized that it has been over a year now since my last confession. I've got to get there. I resolved to go today.

The daily scripture reading today was from Acts Chapter 4 about the events following the resurrection of the LORD and mass conversions after the miracle of Pentecost. It is fascinating to see how the Spirit was at work and gaining momentum such that the Jewish elders could not move against the apostles out of fear that they themselves would be ousted.

I was impressed with how the apostles gained courage and faith to an extent that they did not have before. Such that they spoke out boldly in a manner that was very risky and beyond their means. The priest who gave the homily on the morning mass called this a "holy boldness".

I felt remorseful that I have not lived up to this standard. It was very synchronous how the programs I watched with the kids this morning touched on this subject. The Friar gave the parable of The Talons, My Catholic Family taught about Saint Maximillian and his martyrdon at Auschwitz, the Nest Family New Testament animation was also about the Acts of the Apostles.

My wife took the girls to her class at the church. This gave me the opportunity to take the boys to the school carnival in our neighborhood. It was nice to take a walk in the warm spring morning. I was grateful to live in this nice little community.

We had a great time at the carnival but I let my oldest son go off with his friend to another area. After a while I realized that I hadn't told him where to meet me. He finally found me and he had gotten separated from his friend and was looking for me. He said that he was a little scared. Sometimes I forget that he is eight.

In the evening my wife went to work. I did some catch and throw practice with my son and his friend and the little ones got to play outside. I got to wash my truck.

I caught myself being too gripey with God's kids tonight.

Thanks be to God for a good day.