Sunday, March 31, 2024

Sunday Sermon


As we listened, I felt overwhelmed by the beauty of Bishop Barron's words and the depth of his wisdom. Towards the end of the sermon, I must have drifted off to sleep, for when I awoke, I was wrapped in Sister Mary Claire's arms. It was a moment of tender love, a perfect ending to a day filled with the joy and hope of Easter.

Yours in Christ, Kathy

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