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My French class had a party yesterday. We ate lots of ethnic food, played some games, sang French songs, listened to some students talk about their hobbies, and then they had a draw for prizes. I ended up with this lovely item pictured here. The only problem is, I have no idea what it is. At first I thought it was a candle holder, but I don't have any pointy upside down triangle candles that would fit. Plus, they would drip horribly through the silver wire. It can't be a vase because flowers have long stems. I guess I could balance an orange or apple on top of the two cones, but what would be the point? It is not a toothpick or chopstick holder nor a napkin or raisin reservoir. It could obviously be used as a cat toy but I don't think that is its intended purpose. A decorative trumpet-ish thingy perhaps? I don't know. What do you think?

There are a bunch of situations in my life right now that I just feel clueless about. I am learning to give myself grace to be less than all-knowing and all-capable all the time. It is a hard place to get to, this grace spot, and especially difficult to stay in when everything and everyone is screaming for an answer and looking for action (including me).

Grace, you are my friend, a gift from the benevolent one. Let me take hold of you and your weightless but oh so substantial and all-encompassing cloak and tarry with your gentle and gracious presence a good long while. At least until the screaming subsides.

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