Ave Maria! As my sweet Annie indicated this past summer in "The Other Mansfield Girl," her lovely reflection on our dear father, Daddy was a parade chaser. At the first sound of a drum beating, a horn tooting, or a crowd gathering, he was off and running -- and we were right beside him, full of exhilaration at the endless possibilities to be encountered just around the corner. not wanting to miss a single moment of the glorious adventure sure to be.
Will there be a parade today? Of course there will be! Can't you tell? Don't you sense the excitement, the thrill of it all? Sound the trumpet! Jesus of Nazareth is passing by! "Be jubilant, my feet!" Praise Him with timbrel and dance, with strings and pipes! And, today and always, "O let all that is in me adore Him!" Amen! Hallelujah!
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