You know those little signs you see in shop windows when the proprietor has stepped out, that read, "Be back soon!" and has a little clock dial to show when you can expect the store to reopen?
Right now I feel as if God has hung one up for me and the clock dial is set to "Infinity, " or, at the very least, "At Some Point As Yet to Be Determined."
The French speak subtlely of one having une crise de nerfs, so let me say that personal issues seem to be causing une crise de foi for me this week. I am not one for hanging my laundry in public, but if anyone knows a good prayer for patience and perserverance, I would appreciate it.
Update: Oh, and I also seem to have lost any feeling of compassion for people. I'm tired of stupidity, I'm tired of whining, and I'm tired of people just being idiots. And I am including myself in the mix. Of course, maybe this is natural - with faith on uneasy grounds, good works were sure to follow.