A Night Out

I was really stressed out this afternoon as I usually am in the afternoons, but more so than usual. On a Saturday afternoon I feel like the weekend's already over. But then today I had no work done, tomorrow I have rehearsal for the production I'm in, which basically takes up my whole afternoon and evening. I also really wanted to work on a new story I'm working on writing. My family decided to go to church tonight though at the Cathedral, where we only go once in a while. Going to the Cathedral never gets old. It's so massive, you can't help but feeling humbled. Surrounded by the towering granite blocks and statues of saints and angels, and standing under the domed ceiling, you feel so small and weak. It's a good feeling. I almost felt like shuddering thinking of how sinful and selfish I am and how God is so much larger and loving than we can even imagine. It's hard to describe exactly how one feels at a time like this. I felt an instant peace surge over me as I stood there in church. My faith hasn't been the strongest lately, but I know the cause is not lost when I feel that peace before God. I know He's there. It's lovely just being in His presence, listening to Latin chants and hymns, thinking about life. The priest's homily today was brilliant. I can't even recall hearing a homily that serious and well-written, before. It had to do with cynicism. Maybe it was particularly interesting to me, because if there's one word I'd use to describe myself, it would by cynical. Also, I appreciated the priest's seriousness. He was not trying to make the subject less grave than it is, like I feel a lot of priests and everyone in general does a lot, including me. We all try to make everything seems like it's not a big deal, when sometimes it really is. I'm grateful to God for providing me with the peace I needed.