More, and more yet.

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Well, certainty can never be owned.  I have food to digest.  I am wearying.  And yet I have confidence... feedback from a particular prayer.  A rare, very rare, thing.  I wasn't asking to do more, if that was back there, separate from the prayer.  The notion wasn't being excluded purposefully, it was a different tangent.  I was merely offering what had been done, and what might further be done, to His glory, and being thankful for the opportunity.  I got a sense that more would be done.

I am sure my prayers must seem odd, even to others who pray.  Since most who read here don't know me personally, even some who might presume, I don't mind discussing my prayers, by the way.  Not bragging, how can a humble grateful supplicant have pride in submissive offerings?  Anyway, so, I received what seemed as a divine allowance.  Joyful at the time, but with a bit full of a belly now?  :p  Oh, I'll see to my side of the promise.  :)

Ah, something else.  Beside rosaries, chaplets, and such, I have been researching other books and slowly purchasing them.  The last book was distinctly not what I had hoped, turning out instead into exactly what I may have far more greatly needed... a more sure path to Masses!  It's complicated, if also not.

I had misunderstood the book to be a list of prayers used in mass.  I often feel lost in mass.  I was hoping to clear that up.  No problem, I have missals arriving, in various forms.  Initially I considered returning this book, but... while in hand I decided to examine just what it was that I did hold.  Hmm...  The title, a seeming perplexing, or mundane sounding, or... "A Prayer Book for Eucharistic Adoration".  Hmm...  So...  A bit of examination, then, of course.  Must be foggy, though while intellectually familiar, much of this is mechanically new.  I have never done some of this.  The rosary is still really new!

What this is, for hopefully just non-Catholics though, well, I guess as a noob I shouldn't harsh any mellows, is a book of prayers to be said in the chapel where the Eucharist parts are held.  Explaining further is not easily within my vocabulary, may have strayed as is.  The thing is Catholicism teaches, and I abide, that Transubstantiation occurs when the bread and wine are blessed, that these become the body and blood of Christ.  As such, they are kept in a special container, which has it's own area, chapel, for adoration before or after Mass.  I understand these things, I just don't have the words at full command, and perhaps not every last exact detail.

Well, okay Doom(ster), you might ask, how does that help?  Ah, key words "before Mass".  The addorations often occur an hour before mass.  But being a little late or early isn't a problem.  As with libraries, just enter quietly, respectfully.  Silly me, I was invited to this but did not understand and in my straight bullish if unintending nature flustered the bird so she didn't fully reach out and explain.  So sad, though things in their time?  Oh, and should I be very late, usually I might still be in time for Mass.  See?

Why all these seeming games?  Because time doesn't work the same for us, or even the internal and external me.  Inside, time ticks by as if moments were decades, a day as a thousand years. Outside, however, when I target a time, date, and place and... so often I set in my daily eternity watching the appointment approach and then depart with no ability to even call in, IF I even happen to notice.  Autistic of some sort, in some way, or... something.  So... this could improve odds.  Some days I just can't act, or won't remember.  On the days I can understand and function, this.  I am keeping the book.

On a side note, much of what was ordered was held up a long bit.  I really wonder about things.  I do believe the blessed rosaries will show back up, if most likely not until after I have a pile of blessed rosaries and a few other things ordered.  Yeah.  I... think just so.  It will get fixed.  That one and the help can get smart but won't win out.  Later.

I recently viewed this but even then didn't get it.  When going in the right direction, not just when in hell, keep going.  How strange how things pile up, and on, when seeking after being called to grace.  It IS exciting.  Amen.


Even for... us, some of us.  If some believe we are merely programmed to deceive, the best, or worst, of the worst deceiving even ourselves.  I say bunk, unless there is no such thing as free will, granted that... isn't as full as some might attempt to believe.