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A ladybug, some feet, and a martyr

I felt like the chosen one at the Good Friday service this evening. My flower came with a ladybug. St. Gregory’s handed out flowers to lay on the alter and as I took mine a ladybug walked onto my hand. It seemed like a miracle. The incense and chanting makes one prone to delusions, but [...]

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