Congratulations!
Mass went fine with no guitar. I told the congregation that everyone needed to help with singing. One of my choir ladies said, “We don’t need a guitarist: we have the Holy Spirit!”
Good morning!
That choir lady was absolutely right!
I don’t know what was going on with me, but I managed to last almost two hours after church and then headed down the hallway, thinking to do some reading. Or something.
It was as if someone hit me with a sledge hammer. I slept two hours. Then woke up and read and studied scriptures and finally died on the vine at about 1910. So tired!
So now, I’ll get dressed, sort my clothes and go do laundry.