The other day we arrived home from a day of errands to find this box on our doorstep
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It was a box of fresh Florida oranges. They beat anything you can get at the market by a mile. We made fresh juice ate them whole and had a wonderful time (still are actually) partaking.
A couple of weeks ago I initiated an experiment on the power and influence of the church. I have almost officially fallen to addiction of Dunkin Donuts. What keeps me from getting on the wagon? They dont have a chocolate coated old fashioned. So I called up DD and asked how one solicts a new donut idea, response: you dont. They do not take solicitations. Okay I thought, I will use the power of influence and persuasion: I will, via email, ask church members to write letters to DD demanding a chocolate topped old fashioned. Within minutes I received recommendations of better donut facilities that carry exactly what i was looking for. One in particular was some 40 miles away. Two days later a man from the church arrived with a white waxy coated type bag from the far away destination of donut ecstasy with three of these in it:
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I am sure other professions get this type of treatment, but I like to think they dont. These small blessings sometimes get me, or me and the wife and kids, through the day.
I still believe that if you truly love people it will gradually wear down their numbness and translate into genuine acts of kindness, mercy and justice.
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Yesterday, I came into my office to find a package of beef jerky from Bourgeous Meat Market in Thibodaux sitting on my desk. A parishioner was down there and remembered I liked it and picked some up for me. It's the best jerky in the world.
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