"Is He back yet?"

Yesterday, one of my co-workers greeted me in the morning and asked how I was.

"Disappointed," I replied, and he asked why.

"Well, I was really hoping when I woke up this morning that Jesus would have come back, and I would not have to face yet another bowl of oatmeal [my chosen Lenten penance].  But He's not back, and here's the oatmeal."

I suppose there are greater reasons to hope for Jesus' return, but, right now, I'd settle for not having to eat oatmeal.

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