Holy....Week

I think I'm just starting to realize exactly how beaten up I've been in the last few months.  Physically and emotionally, I've taken some of the worst injuries of my life, and I keep bumping up against the scars and bruises.  And now we come to Holy Week, which is not as crazy for me as for some ministers because I'm on a staff, but which is still crazy.  Unfortunately, I've had about enough of Maundy Thursday and Good Friday.  I've been there for months.  I'm waiting for some resurrection, thanks.  Someday I'll stop moaning about how crappy my life is, I promise.