Sacramentals make me feel so unbreakably connected to those who have preceded us even more so than All Souls or All Saints Mass.
Last night, like a gunslinger, firing two weapons at once, Fr E. just lined us up and strode between two lines of people, one pair of crossed candles in each hand, laying waste to the viral, bacterial, or carcinomous bad guys that might be lurking in his congregation's throats.
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