I was on auto-pilot when I went to Mass this morning. I got out of my car and was walking cheerfully into the church when I suddenly realized I wasn't wearing my mask!
The horror!
Dare I suggest it's like going to church with no pants on.
I hurried back to my car before anyone could see me.
When I made it into the church, my little Catholic fingers were itching for some Holy water, but I had to remind them that sanitizer was the best I could offer.
And just as I was starting to get into a more prayerful mode, the choir decided to share their chanted version of the tale of Job.
I was left wondering if anyone else heard it. Only chant could make those words sound so lovely.
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