Faith without dirty hands is meaningless.
Dig just a little and feel the creed of life,
buried in the sand.
Rub it between your fingers,
play with it some,
smell its sweet rawness.
There's life there,
for sure.
Burrow down.
Persevere till you find the roots.
Harvest the bounty, it's there for a reason.
Fear not,
water will wash your hands clean.
The Roman Mass of Holy Thursday
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Compared to other ancient liturgies, the Roman Rite is unusual in treating
the Mass of Maundy Thursday as a feast of the Lord, vesting the clergy in
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