The Stations of the Cross

     Every Tuesday in Lent, our church prays the Stations of the Cross and has a communion service or Mass afterwards.  I have made it to all of them so far.  The girls have gone twice.  My husband even got there once.  The homilies have been pretty graphic, but the girls handle them pretty well.
     When I hear what Jesus went through, I feel that we are all pretty selfish if we can't even make it to a nice warm, comfortable church for Stations in Lent, let alone a Mass on Sunday.  Giving up meat on Fridays in Lent doesn't seem too hard either.  We Catholics have made that really easy, Friday Fish Fry!  It hardly seems like a hardship to go out for fish every Friday in Lent.  I guess we try to make the best of things.
     I am probably preaching to the choir, but I feel that even those of us who do make a point of getting to church, volunteer and use our God-given time and talents for good, still have a long way to go.  I am blessed with a healthy family and we have two good jobs to help us provide for it.  Still, sometimes I feel that we are way too far from God with our attitudes and our priorities.  I can't imagine what it would be like to never go to church or to pray.  There are many times in a day when I can say, "I got this."  There are also many times in a day when I have to say, "This one is yours big guy."
     I have Religious Education Mania right now.  I am trying to get lesson plans done for next year.  I hope I have this kind of focus when it actually comes time to teach again.   I am alway looking for fun ways to teach this stuff.  Maybe fun isn't even the right word, but I do need something for each lesson that will keep them awake and interested long enough for some of it to sink in.  I am working on a website for the High School RE program.  I am trying to use technology, what little of it I understand, to try to connect to the students.  Wish me luck.