The Communion verse today at Mass (Sixteenth Sunday after Pentecost):
“O Lord, I will be mindful of Thy justice alone: Thou hast taught me from my youth, and unto old age and gray hairs, O God forsake me not.”
I have to admit I chuckled aloud as I eyeballed this one in my missal as Father was reading it at the altar.
For the record, my hair – what’s left of it – is still the same golden blonde my mother and all the Saxons, Scots, Dane, and Jutes seeded through the centuries as the day I was born. It’s the beard that’s turned stark white. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. And He has the best sense of humor.
It’s a good thing I have a Y chromosome and don’t really care about these things.
In other news, I’ve seen a few of my favorite bloggers post this of late so I thought I’d chime in. Like them, I also counted myself blessed when I saw an email from Frank Walker a few days ago letting me know that he was on the mend. God bless this man. God keep him with us for many years. I can never express my gratitude to him not only for what he does every day but for his own personal kindness to me.
Keep praying, friends. Frank has plenty more “gray hairs” yet to sprout.
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