Promises kept


Old friends dropped by tonight for pizza and beer. There’s something comforting about that, being with people you’ve known for eons. The conversational clues are spotted; the subte jokes, acknowledged; the deep values, affirmed.

It’s the sacramental nature of the Body of Christ played out in your kitchen on nights like tonight, and you know that the Advent Promise wasn’t a lie.

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