Memorial of Saint Francis Xavier, priest

A post I could have written…

I see it [indifference] in myself when I’m busy with work and my child wants to sit on my lap and I tell them ‘not now.’ It’s when my wife wants to talk and I ignore her or just put her off saying ‘I’m busy’ and we’ll talk later. It’s my own home version of trampling. It’s saying to the people I love in the clearest way possible that something else is more important than you. And that’s about the cruelest thing I can think to tell someone who loves you.

I do this, or things like this, all the time (cue wrist slap).

On the lighter side, here’s the High Anglican weather forecast.