I overslept the 6:30 a.m. Mass at my own parish this morning, and so went to the parish by my office for the 8:00 a.m. Mass instead. Even before he could be seen, the door was heard to clatter loudly, complete with the tell-tale clumsy shuffling and huffing and puffing. There was a whiff of cigarette smoke and I knew it was the Smelly Man; without even intending to, I smiled. God is so merciful.
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