Hey, folks, this is just the briefest of pop-ins, hardly worthy of being called a post.We're about to end the shortest month tomorrow. It is noteworthy for Valentine's day, which is fun and the beginning of Lent, which isn't. My attitude about this season is so bad it seemed as if a little visual reminder might be in order. While culling some toys my grandchildren used to play with two were promoted to the religious chest in the hallway:
When the sheep and goats are separated where will I be? Yes, the music is depressing and dwelling on sin is never pleasant, but we just have to hang on till April and Easter!
Have a wonderful weekend!