Too bad that the blessed hope wasn't this feast of trumpets.
First there was the eclipse, then the hurricanes and earthquakes.
Then I was told that we were leaving the 3rd week in Sept & I went along with it, and hinted as such to others.
First it was to happen on the feast of trumpets, but that didn't happen.
Then it was supposed to happen because of special arrangements and movements of planets against the constellations.
Still here, though.
Then Mr David Meade said that the world would end the 23rd, but alas, it didn't.
Then the television broadcast in Southern California was hacked, warning people of coming woes.
Since I had been convinced that we were leaving the 3rd week in Sept, I obviously wasn't planning for the 4th week.
So, in the final analysis, what was the result?
Bummer - no leftovers in the refrigerator!
Seriously, I had really hoped that this feast of trumpets was going to be it.
Every fall I look forward to the blessed hope, but it hasn't happened yet.
There have been times that I wondered if maybe it happened, but I hadn't been taken.