On a recent Sunday, we had the present of the presence of our oldest grandchild. Young Alice was kind enough to join us for the 10am mass.
As we snuggled into the last row of the church, Alice climbed on my lap and enjoyed the opening hymn. She settled in for the good news from the gospel reading.
Somewhere between the Liturgy of the Word and the Liturgy of the Eucharist, the sand man arrived and gently closed our little angel’s eyes.
As the mass arrived at the interminable announcements and concluding hymn, our young angel decided enough was enough. The mass was ended and we enjoyed going in peace.