The thermometer said 39 degrees but it was one of those
mornings that felt like minus zero.
I couldn’t put on enough clothes to warm up and opted to smell the
diesel fumes and listen to the clatter of my old truck instead of enjoying a
stimulating bicycle ride. I spent the
next half hour flipping back and forth through the new missalette trying to
follow the new Mass responses.
Maybe they should have just gone back to the Latin; “et cum spiritu tuo”.
I can still recall those retorts from the time I was unwillingly pressed
into the altar-boy service. I had to memorize them but had no clue about their
meaning. I’m glad I got past those
years of being young and stupid.
Well at least I’m done with the young part. Sorry, Lord, I’m not complaining…it’s just that I feel
like an idiot…but, then again you already know I am one. It’s just hard to bend this stiff neck
of mine. So thanks for giving us
Pope Benedict to help keep us on the straight and narrow.
Thanks Again
Amen.
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