The Time of Dusk, II

“Can you hold on for a minute, I have another call.”
“You’ll call is very important, please stay on the line”
(first-time caller hears) “Please listen carefully as our menu has changed.”
“Can you wait just a few minutes, I have someone in my office.”
“I’ll be with you in a minute.”
(sign says) “If you’ve waited for more than fifteen minutes”
“I’d love to talk to you now but I’m in a hurry”
“You said the check would arrive yesterday”
“Okay,” Hospice said, ‘six months’ and it’s been over a year now”
Unemployed speaks for itself
“What’s holding her up, we’re ready to eat?”
“You promised me a month ago”
“Your tests came back today but we’re still not sure”
“Your call is very important us,” followed by crappy music
“The marriage annulment process takes about a year to complete”
“It’ll just be a moment longer”
“You need to make a decision, now if I were you…” (Thank God, you’re not!)

Unemployed: If I hear the “two doors” story once, I’ll scream. Sweetly said to me, “When one door closes…” and some cloud in the sky has a “lining” for me.

“We’re sorry for the delay in your meal…”

“The plane has been delayed.” Then why not add to the announcement, “Please take this in between time to meet someone new, grab their email address and then laugh through words when you both return home from this forced “in between” time.”

“Heaven or Hell?” Talk about in between time!

books by Fr. Joe Jagodensky, SDS, available in paperback or Kindle at Amazon:
“Soulful Musings”
“Living Faith’s Mysteries”
“Spiritual Wonderings and Wanderings”


About Rev. Joe Jagodensky, SDS.

A Roman Catholic priest since 1980 and a member of the Society of the Divine Savior (Salvatorians). Six books on the Catholic church and U.S. culture are available on
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1 Response to The Time of Dusk, II

  1. erv uecker says:

    Good morning Fr. Joe:
    There is a big hole at Alexian Village of Milwaukee.
    It is a hole left by your sudden departure. A hole that cannot be filled by anything but you
    Your delightful presence raised our spirits when we were down
    Your quiet laugh brought a smile when there was little to smile about
    Your presence was felt in all corners of our village
    And the hole is so intense that it cannot be filled.
    Thank you for making the rough place smooth when you were with us
    and thank you for leaving behind a bit of your spirit since you are gone.
    blessings, dear friend



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