As I sit here typing this blog I look out my office window and see a sea of orange covering our lawn. Pumpkins: large ones, medium sized ones, small ones, orange ones, warty ones, white ones, and red ones all lined up neatly with a sign in front of each line indicating the price. For nineteen years this has been the fall tradition at our house and the community expects it and looks forward to it. I would be a rich man if I received…..
When I was a child every morning our Mother would lead us in the same prayer, “Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom God’s love entrusts me here. Ever this day be at my side to light to guard to rule and guide.” I’m not sure I believe in guardian angels at this point in my life. When I was a young boy my Mom insisted on their presence and she was backed up by a whole host of ‘penguin dressed’ nuns. So I assumed…..