There is Mass tonight, 1930, at our local Iglesia.   I have to get in gear with Holy Week and be here now.   Still reentering from the Austin trip.   So, I will be at church tonight and won’t be at work tomorrow, Good Friday.   Well, at least I won’t use my power tools.  I am so distracted on Good Friday that I tend to be dangerous.  We don’t need that.

It would be interesting to be in Spain during Holy Week.   I can only imagine the energy and the pageantry.    Well, maybe that will have to wait for another year.  But back to the here and now and Holy Week.   Holy Week, the time to contemplate on Christ’s Passion.  What does it mean to the world?  What does it mean for mankind?  What did it mean for people then and people now?  What does it mean for me here and now?

Yup, time to go for now.   Hope that we all get some time to think about things in between all that seems  to happen.  Maundy Thursday loves, Felipe.

P.S. ~ so I nodded off with the iPad in my hands on the red couch.  And Catherine, Dana and Cynthia show up to walk on Phil’s Camino.    They look in the window and think I am blogging and walk a lap without me.   So, they come around again and this time I am awake because of a phone call.   So, I hurriedly get myself together and walk the rest of the way with them.   So, Phil’s Camino has a life of its own and sometimes Phil has to catch up with it.