Happy Gaudete Sunday

When things are hard, Mass is always a good decision.

Always. Sunday Mass is always a good decision. And I'm officially 20 in Church years, because I was born on Gaudete Sunday. :)

I'm still in the woods from where I was in my last post. This time it's day, not night, though.

Somehow, when I fall to my worst, my knees hit the floor and I present myself to God. And soon afterwords I find myself praising him, even though my situation hasn't changed.

Even though I don't want to be what I am sometimes, it doesn't change the fact that this is who I am. I'm a Christian. A bad one, albeit, but a Christian.

It's through grace that I can get through this. I can't believe otherwise. Dr. Paneloux rises again.

And this is why "What Wondrous Love is This" is one of my favorite hymns ever.

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul?
What wondrous love is this, O my soul?
What wondrous love is this
That caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul?

To God and to the Lamb I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb,
Who is the great I AM,
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing,
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free
I’ll sing and joyful be,
And through eternity I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,
And through eternity I’ll sing on.