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The Lost Kid

He stood, watching and waiting for the moment his son would come home. He ran to him, burst into tears, embraced him in his filth. Hugged his child that smelled like swine and that had wished his own death. It’s Lent. This past Sunday was the Sunday of the Prodigal Son. Often we talk about … Continue reading The Lost Kid

Posted by Fr. Moses Samaan

March 15, 2017

Hurting people.

We humans, have become very mean. I think meaner than I remember as a kid. We yell a lot. We pontificate a lot. We let others...

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