This Wednesday morning I took a final exam for one of my classes.  It was a bit unnerving because there were questions about subjects that were not on the quizzes that I used to prep for the test.  As the number of questions that I was uncertain about went up I started having serious doubts that I would pass the test.  I had to prepare myself to accept the outcome and not allow it to distract me.  In the end I did pass with an 84..  However, for the rest of the day I had residual feelings of disappointment.

I read a post by the atheist author Sam Harris about child sexual abuse in the Catholic Church.  This would not be significant except that it was posted by the author Anne Rice on her Facebook page.  The opinions I read and her increasing buy-in to the shrill clamor to oust the hierarchy of the church to replace it with those that would be sexually permissive left me deeply disturbed.  I wanted to lash out an opinion but realized that I was much too angry and therefore not objective.  More importantly I kept thinking about it all day and had to admit that I was under the influence of resentment.  I thought about how this was not truly an immediate threat too me and that my anger was an emotion aroused by some information that is merely another's opinion.  I must control my feelings and belief in God and a communion of spirits helps me do that, and that's what my religion is truly about.  It's not about these social issues.

My son had a tee ball game this evening.  The weather was warm and wind was cool and the fellowship was convivial.

Thanks be to God.