"Father." The older man supported by Matthew leaned towards the priest who was revealed after the crowd dispersed. Matthew's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. Although Alpha and the vampire all told him that there was nothing to worry about, Matthew couldn't always look at the man with a peaceful face.
The content of today's sermon was the 'Ten Commandments', which was a very normal content, which also confused the young wolf.
Matthew's father performed the blessing ceremony first, "Father, I am thinking about some questions. I wonder if the priest can answer them for me."
"Oh, Joseph (Matthew's surname, Matthew's father is called here), of course." The priest's eyes just glanced at Matthew's body, and then he looked at the person with the real problem, and he pressed his hand on Matthew's father's arm, "You should rest at home. You need to recuperate from the injury at the beginning of the month."
"Thank you, Father, for your concern." Matthew's father looked at the Father gratefully, with a hint of guilt on his face, "I have too much time to rest." Matthew frowned, and he understood what his father meant, 'He didn't Work'.
"Joseph, sit down." Matthew's father was led by the priest to sit down. "Resting is not a bad thing. You need time to recover from your old injuries. I heard that Matthew's new job is very good. It should be able to share a lot of burdens for the family."
Joseph had a relieved smile on his face and looked at his son. Matthew is not considered a believer. He is not a wealthy civilian and does not have much time to believe in the Holy Lord. Therefore, Joseph is like the crowd leaving the Gospel Hall after the service. Most of them do not need or are unable to work. people.
Matthew rarely came to accompany him to worship. This was the first church service after the gospel church reopened. Joseph could feel that his son had taken leave because he was worried about him, so he specially came to accompany him.
"He is my pride." Joseph smiled and patted the man who had bowed his head, feeling that his son seemed to be much stronger.
Joseph did not dare to take up too much of the priest's time and looked at the priest again. The round neckline seems to be tied higher than usual, and the robe used during sermons fits smoothly on the broad shoulders of the priest. The cross embroidered with silver thread reflects the misty light in the sunlight through the stained window.
Perhaps because it was the first service after reopening, the priest personally presided over today’s service.
"I have some ideas about one of the Ten Commandments." Joseph looked hesitant.
"Joseph." The priest looked at the man who was more than ten years older than him with kind eyes, and patted Joseph's joined hands. "I don't think you have anything to do with cheating or pickpocketing. You are a A kind and respectable man.”
Joseph nodded in comfort, but his eyes were still a little guilty, "Father, what I want to ask is about the Sabbath."
The Sabbath is today, now Sunday, a day of rest designated by the Holy Scriptures for all.
"Oh? Joseph, do you have any questions?" The priest looked at the man in front of him who was protected by his son. He was very tall, and it could be seen that he was once very strong. He was a man who made people feel safe. However, his body was always slightly stooped, and his face was always haggard. His once strong body had become loose due to lack of exercise. This was caused by an injury to his back when he was young, leaving behind hidden illnesses.
Joseph lowered his head, seemingly hesitant, and turned his head slightly to look at his son, Matthew. He knew that what he said next would definitely make this proud child angry, "Father, I rest every day."
There was a hint of understanding on the priest's face, and he nodded. He took Joseph's broad palm and used his eyes to signal Matthew, who was just thinking about something, not to worry.
"Joseph, tell me, why are these called the Ten Commandments?"
Joseph thought for a while and looked into the priest's encouraging eyes, "It was the Holy Lord who warned the Egyptian slaves he rescued that they must not break the ten commandments that they believe in the Holy Lord. It is the Holy Lord who is setting the rules that his followers should abide by."
The priest smiled and nodded, "Yes, Joseph." The believers listened to his sermon attentively and clearly defined the boundaries between 'can and cannot'. The priest or 'Father' was very pleased, "But Joseph, do you think that believing in the Holy Lord is To get the Holy Lord’s blessing?”
Joseph was a little nervous and shook his head quickly. How could faith be close to something with a purpose - for protection
"No, it's not. The reason for believing in the Holy Lord is..." Joseph shook his head. This honest man couldn't find the words for a moment.
The priest patted the back of Joseph's hand comfortingly and smiled without embarrassing him. "It's for a better life. Joseph, it doesn't matter. Everything in life is for a better life. There is nothing wrong with that."
Joseph's troubled head, this is an extremely realistic answer. Without faith, he, a man whose daily range of activities is only a hundred meters around his home, really doesn't know how to continue his life.
"The priest should understand what I mean." Joseph looked at the priest expectantly, "I don't have a job. Every week, worship is the only activity I perform. The Holy Lord allows us to work hard for life in the other six days, and on this day Rest and remember the Holy Lord. But for me, it’s all the other way around.”
The priest breathed slowly. It was his job to listen and answer the strange questions of the believers. He looked at the gradually emptying church and understood why Joseph had waited until the end. Although it is ironic, Joseph was young for those in the Gospel Hall at less than fifty years old. So no one would have the same questions as Joseph.
The priest seemed to have organized his words and looked at Matthew, who was frowning and said, "Matthew Joseph, I heard that you work at the Grande Funeral Home, right?"
Matthew was slightly surprised that the other party would suddenly mention him, and he hesitated. He didn't know where the other party's words would go.
"How is work? What do you usually do?" the priest asked with a smile, seemingly casually.
"Flat, ordinary things." Matthew answered casually, "We made new shelves for the warehouse yesterday."
"Really?" The priest smiled. Only Matthew could accept the brief emotional change. Grande's warehouse was destroyed because of demons, and Matthew was emboldening himself. The priest did not go any further. He was fulfilling his duties as a priest and solving the worries of the believers. The look in his eyes was full of guidance and he looked at Matthew, "Who taught you carpentry?"
The honest Matthew originally thought of Old Hank, but he felt his father's slightly relaxed brow, and thought of the man who, although his skills were not as good as Old Hank's, had laid the foundation for him since his childhood, "Father."
"Then are you still adapting to the new environment, and are you getting along well with your new work partners?" The priest continued to ask.
"Very good, they treat me very well." Matthew felt relieved a little.
"Because you have grown up to be a kind and honest man, everyone will like you." The priest smiled, "Can I ask, who raised you like this?"
"Father." Matthew's arms wrapped around his father.
The priest looked at Joseph, who had already relaxed his brows, "There are other things, Joseph. You are a husband and a father. You are already doing your job, and you are doing it very well."
Joseph shook his head bitterly. Although it was comforting to be reminded by the priest that he was a good person, he had already received the answers he could get in church. But the cruel reality still exists. He needs more than just being a husband and father, but also being able to increase income for his family.
The priest patted Joseph comfortingly. After all, faith was something in the soul and could not bring about any changes in matter. If so, please refer to Papa Midnight, that is a cult!
"However, Joseph, if you want to go out more often." The priest's eyes swept over Matthew's suddenly nervous face, "You can consider joining the church. Although the Gospel Hall has reopened, the church attaches great importance to it this time. Safety issues, more people needed for maintenance…”
"Can I?" Joseph couldn't wait.
This is a huge surprise, the priest has actually started recruiting jobs!
The priest ignored the young wolf's rapid breathing, smiled and focused on Joseph, and shook his head kindly, "Joseph, you are too anxious, this is not good."
Joseph opened his mouth and looked at Matthew with his honest head. Of course, he thought Matthew's heaving chest was arousing excitement for him. Obviously this is not the case. The two things Matthew didn't want - his father not to work and not to get involved with the devil - are now all taken care of!
"The church is still planning this matter." The priest explained with a smile. "It should be announced next week, and application forms will be distributed at that time. But, Joseph, don't have too high expectations. The church's salary is not It will be too high, but the work won’t be too heavy.”
Even the most obtuse person would notice that the priest’s words seemed to have confirmed that Joseph would definitely apply and pass!
Joseph was very excited! He took Matthew's hand and said, "It doesn't matter! Matthew, do you hear me!" Joseph didn't care about the lack of money. He was already in good health and could find a job thanks to the Holy Lord!
The priest seemed to be infected by Joseph's emotions and looked at Matthew, "You must be happy for your father too! Haha."
hehe.
"Now, let's pray." The priest stretched out his hand, took Joseph's hand that was shaking with excitement, and took Matthew's hand who obviously didn't want to touch him. He smiled and waited for Joseph to take a deep breath to calm down. He nodded slightly, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and began to pray.
"The Holy Lord gives us life, gives us soul, gives us..."
The prayers continued, but two of the three people shaking hands with each other in prayer looked up. The priest looked at Matthew, whose face was full of vigilance. The black color spread out in his blinking eyes. The priest smiled slightly, and the black color shrank back into his pupils.
The priest closed his eyes again, lowered his head, and finished reciting the prayer.