I have not felt especially filled with loving kindness these last couple of weeks. 

Life all too often gets in the way of the spiritual practice I try to do every day. You’d think I could manage simple meditation every morning. But it’s summertime, and the sun rises earlier, which means my kids get up earlier, and there is breakfast to serve and camp lunches to pack and the dog to walk and the dishes that need washing. I know full well how important that time in practice every morning is for my heart, and yet even I, a minister, am susceptible to the distractions and disruptions of everyday life. Maybe you can relate.