While sitting in my assigned chair, behind the podium, at the memorial service yesterday I had much time to stare at the shelf contents of the podium.
Paper fans, candles, a Bible, Kleenex, other items I couldn’t distinguish, some trash and a plastic bottle of holy water.
I mean no disrespect. But with my latest kidney episodes and the doctors orders to drink as much water as possible . . .
I gave some serious thought to . . .
. . . after all, I reasoned, my kidneys could use the blessing.