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Holy Joseph, patron saint of shark bites

On Sunday at Mass, I saw my four-year-old gazing at the stained glass window showing Mary, Mater Dolorosa. Mary’s face is twisted, her eyes large and sorrowful as she contemplates the crucifixion painted on the wall above the altar.

After a few minutes, my daughter took her crayons and started to draw. In her picture, the woman is agonized, her mouth open, her hands outstretched, a river of tears streaming down her face. My daughter crayoned in the last details, and then offered the picture to me. She grabbed my head and whispered hoarsely into my ear, “She is crying because her husband got eaten by a shark.”

We’re gonna need a bigger pew.

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