Feb. 9, Fifth Sunday of Ordinary Time.
So I googled "tired" and "G.K. Chesterton quote" and this one came up. I don't know where it's from, and I don't recognize it, so it might be from one of the more obscure articles. It's not exactly what I had in mind when I searched for it, but after a moment's thought, I think it'll do.
Chesterton is one of those rare authors who, for me, is both. His are the books I am eager to read; his are the books I want when I'm tired. He is challenging and comforting. Chesterton, always the paradox.
Wishing today I could curl up with Father Brown; but I think it's going to take all I have just to keep Afon from bringing the building shuddering down; we should call him the Humanoid Typhoon!
Thank you for your continued prayers while we continue to fight to find out what's wrong. Is there anything I can pray for you for? (It's a Divine Mercy Chaplet kind of day.)
Linking up with Amongst Lovely Things for Weekends with Chesterton.