...And Now, We're Back...

Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to apologize for the last week. I had to put in extra hours to make up for a day I was planning to miss at work, all so that my wife and I could attend her graduation ceremony from Franciscan University of Steubenville. Let me tell you, the trip to from Shreveport to DFW was as tiring as it was scary. After an 11 hour day of work, I had to drive the 3.5 hours to the airport through a nasty wall cloud, which so abruptly came upon me that I thought I had crashed into something. This continued for nearly half-an-hour, during which I was forced to drive 30mph down I-20. It was not pleasant.

Then we arrived at the hotel around midnight and went straight to bed, only to wake up the next morning at 6am. We flew first to Charlotte, NC, en route to Pittsburgh (could there be a more round-about way of arriving at one's destination?). It was, however, worth it. We were picked up by old friends and the chaos of a half a bagillion hugs finally set in.

However, I was unable to edit my blog, not only because we were surrounded by many more important things, but because my wireless card all-of-a-sudden stopped working, and for whatever reason, has started working again just as suddenly and uexpectedly. Go figure.

I will not, therefore, post a Sunday Scripture article for this Sunday, although Pentecost is so very important. This is due to the fact that I have been up since 5am, traveled by plane for 5 hours, crossed time zones, then drove for 3.5 hours back to Shreveport, only to attend Mass (nearly collapsed into a sad, tired heap on the pew). For whatever reason, I am currently experiencing a burst of energy for the cause of which I have no account.

However, I will share with you one reflection, and then I'll write briefly on Pentecost in another article (it will not be based on today's readings, though, or at least not exclusively).

God bless,

Micah Murphy

PS - I went with Nick (PhatCatholic) over at PhatCatholic Apologetics to see Ironman over the weekend while I was in Steubenville, but they changed the times on us. Instead, we watched Speed Racer. All I can say is...is speed his name, or is speed what the directors were using to come up with all the colors and flashing sequences in the movie? The plot was actually surprisingly good, but the graphics...made it like being stuck inside a pinball machine for two hours.