It’s that time of the year – everything looks dusty. I know it’s always dusty, but the angle of the sun at this very point in times illuminates the dust in a special way. That’s a contronym, correct? I’m dusting to remove the dust, which has deposited a dusting.
Anyway, that’s the schedule for today. Boring. Necessary. And holy. That’s why Jesus laid low for 30 years, doing his daily work at his father’s side. Showing us that our chores are holy. Off I go!
