Emphasis Preaching Journal
It was a gorgeous autumn...
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It was a gorgeous autumn morning -- warm and brilliant -- as I stepped out of the rectory on my way to offer morning mass in the parish church. Just then one of the city's garbage trucks went past. A middle-aged black man was standing on the back platform, holding the metal support with both hands. He saw me, removed his cap, and bowed with a most gracious, good-morning greeting. I waved and then the truck disappeared around the corner of the nearby school.
