You've entered the caverns, enjoy your stay.
A lot can happen in forty years. Think: Infancy to fully functioning, hopefully mature thinking adult. Forty months: New job, new protocols, a new but bungling governmental leader. Forty weeks: A pandemic that gobbles Life like it's candy gets released in our country. Forty hours: The knowledge that for some of us, the holiest time of the year approaches. Self-examination commences. Forty minutes: I make chicken & veggie foil packs and stick them in a crockpot. Forty seconds: I wake up from prayerful reverie and have a subject for this blog. If you read this, know that I'm grateful for your presence. Blessings in this time of trouble. Be brave.