My blessings are hemmed in by frustration. I just noticed that. Am I so busy that I simply don't notice the blessings surrounding me until frustration stops me? I strongly suspect that's the case. Lately, in my eagerness to get things done, I easily lose sight of the truly important. Those things that aren't things at all. And in all my rushing around I accomplish less. That's an important lesson and one that I'm learning all too slowly.
Case in point: This morning I pulled up the daily Mass on EWTN's website, settled Boo and myself on the comfortable sofa to participate through the internet. I mean, if we can't attend a local Mass because of Boo's health problems, then we can at least participate this way. We have many times before and have been richly blessed by it.
Not today. Today life intervened and Boo needed attention and comfort. He couldn't concentrate on the Mass because his mind was too restless and wandering. He was filled with anxiety about the strange paths his mind was taking and unable to differentiate the past from the present and reality from fantasy. A very scary place to be indeed.
Then...a “commercial” (maybe a short meditation?) came on. I'm pretty sure I bumped the laptop and hit a button. I don't think it was scheduled in the middle of the Mass. An image of Our Lady of Guadalupe appeared on the screen. Boo quieted and watched and listened.