The Fourth (and Fifth) of July

Everyone have a good Fourth of July? If you didn't fill your stomach 'till it hurt or you didn't smell like sulphur, I'd say not.

After spending a couple of hours with my mom's family (and filling up on some good food), I headed over to Aaron's for Kenosha's fireworks. They were pretty darn good too, even better than last year's. Now, the PROBLEM with getting home at 11:30 after good fireworks was getting up at 3:30 the next morning for work, which wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't only gotten 5 hours of sleep the two previous nights each. Yes, sleep deprivation has returned.... This of course had an impact on the rest of the day, though providentally avoiding an impact of my car. I actually got LOST on my way home from work. Remember kids: don't sleep and drive.

After a good nap and meal, I had to decide whether to go to St. Lucy's or not for a Holy Hour (or two). Deciding to go resulted in two unexpected "chance" encounters. First of all, St. Lucy's was closed for some reason. But in the parking lot I met another guy in my same predicament. It turns out that he went to grade school with my dad. Dad was pretty interested to hear about that later. The second encounter was at the library about an hour and a half later, where I saw a friend's mother as I was leaving. Too bad that we were both in a hurry. It's strange though: after an absence of several years, I've been in the Racine Library three times in the past two months and have had two powerful encounters (the first was with Ben). I'll have to go more often. :)

I suppose this series of events motivated me to write this post, otherwise I haven't really cared to write anything lately. I think Father Serna in this article sums everything up quite well when he writes, "Right on. Catholics might as well rip the words 'chance' and 'coincidence' right out of their dictionaries." Yup, Providence rocks.