I went to church with my son this evening for Good Friday service. The priest reminded everyone that this is the only day of the year that the Catholic Church doesn’t celebrate Mass in which the Eucharist is consecrated. The reason is to remember that Jesus was not present on the Earth on this day. My son said this was the first time he had ever given that some real consideration. It is a pretty big deal if you think of it on a global scale. All around the world, Holy Mass is celebrated every day. But today it is not. When I got home, I heard from my grandson who made a trip to another state today. He said that travelling was just chaotic. It is snowing here, and his truck got covered with ice as he drove to the airport. He did arrive safely to sunshine and warm temps. That got me thinking more. What if God actually wasn’t present in our world for a day? I think chaotic would likely be an understatement. If God withdrew His Love and Grace even for a moment, I doubt if we would even exist. I feel that I take my life for granted, going about doing what I will. I don’t regularly think about how God’s hand is in all things – even my breath. Good Friday was a good day to ponder such things.

I Found God today thinking about His continual presence.