Having time to kill this morning before a doctor’s appointment, I made Husband go on a little sidetrip to visit the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception (or, as we call it, Basillica Joe’s) to see the church all decked out in Christmas finery. We (ok, I) lit a candle for my brother and then wandered about admiring the big holy shininess of it all. We only had time for the upper Church – the crypt, and Nuns in America, will have to wait for another day.
As we left, Heathen Husband pronounced, “That’s a whole lot of One God.”
Now might be a good time to mention that the Bunny got us the 2005 nuns having fun calendar for our kitchen.