The plan for the first week of the Ignatian online retreat is to page through my life as if it were a photo album. Sometimes it has been more like a soundtrack. Yesterday, an unpublished song by my friend Mike Ramich went through my head at Mass. The antiphon:
These gifts, we offer now to you,
are a symbol of our lives,
of everything we are.
We give ourselves to you,
O Lord our God.
After some uncertainty this afternoon with school, and a review of the retreat’s admonition to be grateful, I feel much more like praying the lyrics of my friend’s song