A Weary Wave, A Bleary Salute

A weary wave to neighbor Sherry.

A bleary salute to Slapweasel.

Good night to Carol, if you're still reading. Same for L, Elle.

Chi, Gushka, Logprof, any else... sweet dreams.

Aaaaand, I'm heading for bed.

Our Father is not in hiding; he is not in arbitrary seclusion. He has mobilized the resources of divine wisdom in a never-ending effort to reveal himself to the children of his universal domains. There is an infinite grandeur and an inexpressible generosity connected with the majesty of his love which causes him to yearn for the association of every created being who can comprehend, love, or approach him....

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