Gloomy days dampen the spirits.
This past Sunday at St. Peter’s, attendance was rather sparse when Mass began. A minute or two later, my son Jimmie, and his wife Katie, came in and sat next to me. Whispering in Jimmie’s ear I said, “I just prayed to God to send over some more sinners because there’s plenty of room, and in you walked!
The only thing anyone is entitled to…is what they work for.
Pherd, an elderly gentleman, was having a little difficulty walking. This Sunday he came to church using a cane.
“Pherd,” I asked, “Does that cane make you able?”