My earthly estate is translocated, and the move went swimmingly. The “check engine” light came on in the truck about halfway along the way, but no issues were detected and the rig got us up into the high country with no problem. Thanks to one and all for your patience and extreme munificence. Truly. Paying movers these days ain’t cheap, but man, the guys I used were the absolute salt of the earth, and worth every cent. Prompt, quick, friendly, and they even crossed themselves when I prayed the Traveler’s Prayer as we departed:
St. Gabriel with Mary, St. Raphael with Tobias, St. Michael with all the heavenly host, be our safeguard and protection on this journey.
May the Lord bless us, protect us from all evil and bring us to everlasting life. In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.
Here’s a little musical interlude as we prepare for Palm Sunday and Holy Week. Someone should re-lyric this song apropos to St. Paul and his travels.