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Thank God it’s Friday!

End of the work week. For most the start of a fun-filled or relaxed, or a bit of both, weekend.

Work problems, difficult colleagues, horrendous traffic,


Time to recharge.

Know the feeling. Been there. Done that. Got the T-shirt.

But as my love affair with my Rosary continues, I found myself of thinking of Fridays in a different way.

The Mysteries are –

  • The Agony in the Garden.

  • The Scourging at the Pillar.

  • The Crowning with Thorns.

  • The Carrying of the Cross.

  • The Crucifixion.

I’m uncomfortable with having to dwell on these Mysteries. Even the Fruits of the Mysteries bring me no relief.

  • Sorrow for Sin.

  • Purity.

  • Courage.

  • Patience.

  • Perseverance.

I stare out the heron waiting on the dock. Patiently. Persevering. All day. Every day.

Friday no longer seems fun.

T.G.I.F.  has taken on a new meaning.

Thank you, my Lord that you sent your Son to die for us.

On a Friday.

I don’t believe I’ll ever think of Friday in the same way again.

Cyber Hugs and Blessings All.


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