Holy week has started off very chilly and snowy here in Western New York, kind of appropriate, I suppose. :) As always, yesterday's Mass was lovely and Hank enjoyed playing with his palm. The reading of the passion always gets me every year - how the congregation plays the part of those calling for the death of Jesus. It's humbling to remember that all of us can so easily slip into modern day ways of denying Him, just like Peter. My In Conversation with God reading for today focused on this as well.
I'm currently praying a novena to Blessed Kateri Tekakwitha (with my beautiful new Kateri chaplet :) )for conversion intentions, and it will end on Good Friday. I'm keeping to my devotional readings, and trying to remain contemplative this holy week. I also have a ton to do to prepare for the 6 hour car journey this weekend to visit my sister, brother-in-law and nephews, and to attend the baptism and confirmation of my good friend in New York City. It's going to be a big week.
And let's not even get into my impending baby-induced panic and general tornadoing around the house in preparation for his/her arrival. That's a whole post in and of itself.