An Advent Wreath Just Like Me
The last straw was when I pulled out my Advent candles and found the rose candle chewed around the edges. Despite living with not one but seven cats, a fat mouse had taken up residence in the hall closet and apparently had dined on my Gaudete candle.
I was left with a tarnished, warped Advent wreath, a broken purple candle, another candle burned to a nub, and a chewed "rejoice" rose candle.
Isn't that just like my spiritual life?
Read on....An Advent Just Like Me
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