I was very sick today. I tried to read a Scripture passage for the prayer period, but couldn’t concentrate on it. So, I just offered my hour of discomfort to my Father in union with the Cross and trusted His ability to make something good out of even the worst of situations. I spent the rest of the prayer period meditating on the Cross, and the great love that inspired such a sacrifice. This seems to have been what my Father wanted. By the end of the prayer time, the worst of my headache was gone. I was surprised at how fast the time had passed.