True Joy

His little fingers were crossed sooo tight. His eyes were full of hope. He kept watch toward the front of the church, expecting to see his sister come and get him to serve for the Stations of the Cross.
With just a couple minutes to spare, he turns to me with tear in his eyes and says, “I guess Father didn’t need me tonight,” and lays his head on my shoulder. “You’re still a little young to be an altar server. You’re time will come.”
Then his sister is there smiling and waving at him to come on.
His face lights up, the joy is absolutely radiating from him.
He comes out with the servers and Father.
He holds the candle, stands tall and focuses on each Station of the Cross. When they come to the station that is close to my pew, the joy still radiates from him.


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