So Rev. C. lost her voice right after Ash Wednesday, and was told by her doctor that she cannot speak above a whisper for two whole weeks. We couldn’t get a supply priest for the Thursday service, and so the entire service was pretty much conducted with her whispering or S, one of the parishioners, speaking for her. Three guesses who got to read the homily? It was okay, cause I go to read from a piece of paper, but I was not expecting to preach when I walked in the door…

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