Sanctimonious Grin
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I was visiting my mom’s church in the ‘80s.
This was not my hometown. My Parents
moved when I joined the Navy.
In Boca Raton, the Catholics go
to church,
and leave,
before the host has barely
touched their lips.
Why
are the parishioners
in such a rush
to get to the parking lot?
The priest crosses himself;
too many are already
crossing the threshold
of the church grounds,
waving goodbye
to a restful Sunday,
heading for trouble
with a sanctimonious grin.
Hope they stop
to look within.
My observation: stunned!!!!!!!!!
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2025
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