

“To shake off the drizzle of ashes,” he continued, It was “eaten up by boredom.” Boredom, he observed, is like fine, imperceptible dust-ash even. But that is not how it turned outįrom the very beginning, Bernanos’ priest observed that his parish was spiritually endangered. Surely, you would think this was a setting for cheering goodwill and healing sacramental graces, right? I anticipated a charming but ultimately forgettable tale.

One could almost feel the gentle breeze, smell the freshly baked bread, and hear the crush of loose gravel beneath the Catholic shepherd’s imperfectly polished shoes as, house after ivy-weathered house, he visited his flock.

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