Sunday, March 7, 2010

"And on The 7th Day he Rested"

Note that I put "he" in lower case letters. The nuns taught me that when I was talking about God you had to use capitals even with your pronouns. I just point that out so you can't accuse me of pretending to be God. Actually when I think about it, if he was God why did he have to have a rest? I know I need a day off now and again and Sunday is as good a choice as any. It's good to feel a little tired and a little human now and again. After all when you spend as much time with your grandchildren as I am blessed to be able to do, a fellow could start feeling pretty self important real quick. Actually, upon further thought I alternate between feeling like the smartest guy in the world and the dumbest. Regardless, both feelings leave me a little worn out, and I figure that the fantastic efforts of my fguest bloggers, combined with my own more humble ones warrant a day of rest!

...so no preaching today my friends...

"I might resume the habit of going to church if the preacher would be honest enough to stand up some morning and say, "Perhaps next Sunday, but not today," and then sit down"---Heywood C. Broun

love
peter

1 comment:

Betty said...

At mass this morning the priest said now that the Olympics are over we can move onto more important things...The Oscars