Last night, I was a bit blue. I’m not sure why it’s hit me last night, but it did. I’d had a good day at work, but it was one of those days when I felt lonely. I feel like my family has forgotten about me. My mother rarely calls. Even when Mama calls, it’s rarely a pleasant conversation. I haven’t heard from my aunt in what seems like forever. I know I could call them but when I’m in a mood like this I don’t want to talk to anybody. I also miss my kitties something terrible. I love my apartment and would hate to give it up, and even if I did, I’m not sure the cats would do well up here. They’d be taken away from their familiar surroundings and the other cats. Once cats make a feline family, it’s hard to take them away from it. My aunt’s cats are what they grew up with and I don’t think they’d like being taken away at this point. So I’m kind of torn about taking them away from their home, even if I found an apartment that would allow cats.
Truth be told, I haven’t felt good this week. Wednesday I went home sick from work because of a backache and a headache. I felt better yesterday, but not 100 percent. Today though is Good Friday. Nearly 2000 years ago, Jesus was crucified. It was the darkest day for his followers. They did not understand that on the third day he would rise again and bring hope to the world. I wish people could actually see and understand the loving nature of Christ. He wanted us to live in a world without prejudices or greed, a world with hope and inspiration. I honestly think that Christ weeps at the site of the world today. I believe that Jesus is saddened by the state of what many call Christianity today. Today, it is a religion of prejudice, hatred, and greed, when it should be a religion of hope, faith, inspiration, and charity.
Remember that Good Friday is a day to contemplate the suffering that Jesus endured for our salvation. John 3:16 says, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life.”