Epiphany. It’s something I never really celebrated until I became Catholic.
At mass today, three men from the parish dressed as the wise men and brought “gifts” to the baby Jesus. (One, the incense one, gosh how I love it. Smells so good but dang did it give the singing pipes issues later in the mass!)
After they presented the gifts, and after Fr Tom started the mass, the three men took the kiddos out to teach children’s mass.
But dang if it didn’t make me think about what I’m giving the King.
And how it’d be so much more if it wasn’t for stinkin’ student loans.