Last night in Bible Sharing we discussed Sunday's Readings. I won't reference them because I'm sick and tired--literally. Being one of the crowds to see the pope allowed me to mingle with all their germs. I'm sick; I have a cold. Being up all Sunday night and still not having caught up on my sleep, I'm tired. But I still went to Bible Sharing because I wanted to tell the group about my Philly Adventure.
I did that, but I wasn't or couldn't focus on scripture. Let's just say, I'm so grateful to God for having Jesus become one of us. Jesus suffered colds and viruses and being tired. I feel better just knowing that God has experiential knowledge of humanity.