I have nothing very original to say this early morning, but to record the joy I see in the faces of those around me as we come out of morning Mass together. Old wrinkly people, young (touchingly young) people, solemn and pious people, jolly and reverent people, it makes no difference. There's a special glow resting on the ordinary faces of ordinary people after they've deeply participated in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.
I could have kissed every one of them, probably causing several deaths from astonishment......
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