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ooooohhhhhh star of wonder
It is Epiphany!
When I was growing up, that was when we got to sing, "We Three Kings of Orient" at mass. All of the verses. Father H. (a nice man with a rather pronounced Northern Irish accent that had not softened despite several decades in the US.) liked to take a rather deliberate and slow pace. (my mom had opinions about that as she was often playing the organ.) Everyone would end up quite exhausted by the end.
"Oh thank god we only have to do that once a year."
SAD came and tried to eat me up today. Sometimes that is a day in January for you. Or a week.
When I was growing up, that was when we got to sing, "We Three Kings of Orient" at mass. All of the verses. Father H. (a nice man with a rather pronounced Northern Irish accent that had not softened despite several decades in the US.) liked to take a rather deliberate and slow pace. (my mom had opinions about that as she was often playing the organ.) Everyone would end up quite exhausted by the end.
"Oh thank god we only have to do that once a year."
SAD came and tried to eat me up today. Sometimes that is a day in January for you. Or a week.
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Keeey chaange: star of wonder, star of light!