Once in a while I’ll search for graphics or posts or videos published in the past or just recently on this blog only to find out that they’re disappeared: not published, not in draft, not marked private, not in the trash, not in the archives. Disappeared, not just on this blog, but on my locked-down-for-years youtube page, like the video on the Stations of the Cross along the top ridge on Mount Carmel. Creepy. But – hey! – the beatitudes. :-)
The joys of being a part of the most spied on generation ever.
Gone but not forgotten, Father!