When we heard mass yesterday, there was a family of five seated on the pew right before us. Two of the kids, a boy and a girl, were busy coloring their books for the most part and naturally were not paying attention to the mass.
When the adults were just about done saying “Peace be with you” to each other within their distance, the little girl - perhaps no more than three years old - suddenly put her crayons down, crossed her arms, loudly uttered, “No one’s giving me Peace!” and then pouted. I think, as menacing as she can muster, if at all possible for a precocious child her age.
Man. The little girl has no idea of the abundance of peace she has to offer.
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