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Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Easter Wednesday
O God, whose blessed Son made himself known to his disciples in the breaking of bread: Open the eyes of our faith, that we may behold him in all his redeeming work; who lives and reigns with you, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.
[Things for which I'm thankful: I actually grew up ten minutes away from an amusement park. It was small and a little ratty, but they had the best popcorn balls and hosted many a memorable Sunday afternoon.]
Update: Well, here's a pleasant surprise. The popcorn balls are still made by the same people. They can be ordered here.