Papa Has Got New Bones?

Wee One (WO) has been talking about Jesus and God more, and it’s putting a lump in my throat. It’s a good thing, in my mind, because I wanted to teach her about them, and she’s learning.

When she and I hear emergency sirens, I always comment, “Ooh. Someone’s having a bad day. We should say a prayer for them” (Thanks, parochial school.)
The other day, she heard a siren and commented that someone was having a bad day. I agreed, and she said, “Mommy, tell God.” (LOL)

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If only…

If I could be a fly on the wall anywhere and anytime in history, there are so many places I would like to have been!

At the Eagle and Child when J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis and the other Inklings met to discuss their writings. I would love to hear their process and how they interacted with each other.

At the Last supper with Jesus. In fact, maybe in the workshop of Joseph where Jesus worked before he began his ministry.

I would like to have been a fly on the wall of Apollo 13, just to hitch a ride to the moon.  I prolly would have died, though.