Memento Mori, Memento Amari

Once I was waiting in line for Confession at my home parish. When a man walked out of the confessional, I recognized him immediately. He was the father of an old friend with whom I had lost touch. He was always a gregarious man, but now, his countenance was filled with so much emotion. His [...]

Publication Date: 2020-05-28 06:00:00
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