Truly miraculous . . . Day started out so somber and dreary. It is now almost 11am; the sun is shining brightly; Puppy's Pop has already gotten in a flight and is now pitching horseshoes while I woman the kitchen and the roast beast is at 108 degrees much too early. It is so nice to be consistent. Puppy's Pop will help park the cars so no one blocks the basketball net and all is well with the world. I felt drab and funky when I went to Mass early this morning in the thick fog. But now with the sun I feel that we're on the way to a wonderful Easter Thanksgiving.
Quote: The question is not whether a doctrine is beautiful but whether it is true. __When we wish to go to a place, we do not ask whether the road leads through a pretty country, but whether it is the right road. __Hare
Quote: The question is not whether a doctrine is beautiful but whether it is true. __When we wish to go to a place, we do not ask whether the road leads through a pretty country, but whether it is the right road. __Hare
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