Police are on high alert, mind you, especially in Coolidge. Driving back to my place after the 5:30pm Mass, liquor stores were crowded, presumably, alcohol selling like hot cakes. Dude, they won’t run out. Take it easy ‘coz to get drunk and drive is a stupid to do. I just hope and pray, it doesn’t get out of hand ‘coz it’s not worth paying $5K for a DUI. If they do under the influence of the Holy Spirit, that’s fine with me. It’s possible if we have a midnight Mass. But, too bad, we don’t. Maybe, next year.
I am no exception, though. In a bit, I’m going to a party, too, to grace the occasion with my presence, a New Year’s Eve fund raising project sponsored by the La Guadalupanas. As a parish priest, my job isn’t only to administer the sacraments, stay in the office for a good number of hours and show up in meetings but to be a glorified fund raiser, as well. It’s not a precise word but guess, it gets the message across.
May God bless you and keep you. Amen.