I'm presently away from home, and away from my laptop. So, the Sermon this Friday is bound to be different.
Let me then give it a rather personal colour.
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I'm in my mid-eighties. It's becoming increasingly difficult to carry on with life's normal routines. Death seems to be a welcome relief.
The mind then starts wondering whether I've passed the test of this worldly life.
Doubts come floating by.
It's only divine Mercy that could save me.
