A reader writes:
I have realized that for the longest time, I have not been enjoying life, rather than merely enduring it. Every day seems like a list of unpleasant experiences, to be rewarded with sleeping and then another day of the same, perhaps worse. What pleasures I do experience I force-feed myself, and what pleasure I do glean from this I soon forget, if I feel it in the first place. Satisfaction from completing a project for work or like is momentary, and sometimes I do not feel that at all, having that some minor thing has gone wrong and it is useless to me. Those few things I do love are vanishing, and my heart has no energy to seek out anything new, for fear it, too, will disappear and I will be left with even more nothing. Even pain seems a friend, for I would rather feel it than mere weariness.
I am indeed on medicine, and seeing counselors and psychiatrists and priests, and yet I feel this too is labor for no reward I will receive, or if I do, it will be no use to me, for I cannot enjoy it.
Please pray for me.
Father, send your healing in body, soul, and spirit to this man through your crucified and risen Son Jesus Christ. Give his caregivers grace, compassion, wisdom, counsel, knowledge, skill, creativity, insight and the proper technology to assist in his healing and give him and all who love him grace, peace, strength, consolation, faith, hope and love. Mother Mary, St. Luke, St. Dymphna, and St. Michael, pray for him. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.
Another reader writes:
I blog/live in the Green Mountain State, in the diocese of Burlington. I’m promoting the efforts of fellow Burlingtonite, Father Benedict Kiely, and his apostolate. It’s a worthy venture and I’ve dedicated a post to it.
Please help if you can.