Day Brightener – The Perils of a Catholic Upbringing

As I walked down the sidewalk, knowing I was late for Mass, my eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in every city these days.

Some people turned to stare. Others quickly looked away as if the sight would somehow contaminate them.

My old priest, Father Mike, always admonished me to ‘care for the sick, feed the hungry, and clothe the naked’. I was moved by some powerful inner urge to reach out to this unfortunate person. Wearing what can only be described as rags, carrying every worldly possession in two plastic bags, this person’s condition touched my heart.

Yes, where some people saw only rags, I saw a true, hidden beauty.

A small voice inside my head called out, ‘Reach out. Reach out and touch this person!’

So I did.

I won’t be at Mass this week.

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