I'm 15 minutes or so away from Ascension Thursday and thought I'd take this opportunity to add a short post. I actually have finished all my reading for this week. This is a first -- and probably a last. I'm wondering what I should do tomorrow. Relax? Go to a movie? Veg? Actually, I probably should forge ahead with next week's assignments. This sense of having time is an illusion. My video project for New Testament will probably take longer to produce than I think it will, and the next two weeks will be jam-packed with extra activities. And, my friend Mary McAloon just called because she's having brain surgery on Friday. (She had an 8 hour surgery for removal of a tumor 2 years ago. Some of it was inoperable at the time, so they're going in to get some more. It should only be a 2 hour surgery. Lots of prayers on Friday.) In the meantime, her husband's mother died last night, so I will be going to the wake or funeral depending on the schedule. So, why am I feeling so relaxed about my class work? I'm clearly deranged. I am looking forward to Mass tomorrow. My fellow seminarian, Meg, is the MC and will be releasing butterflies at the appropriate time. I hope the weather improves. It's rather cold tonight. I've attached Dali's depiction of the Ascension. Ah, and at 7 pm tonight, a spectacular full rainbow stretched across the Eastern sky. I could distinguish six colors. I never can see the 7th.
