Yesterday I had the privilege of accompanying for the last Mass of the weekend, which is usually filled with late arrivals, parents and kids coming from a sporting event, and the rest of us. The psalmist was a good friend, suffering from bronchitis crud and hoping to make it through his singing duties.
As he finished croaking out psalm 69, ”Turn to the Lord in your need, and you will live,” some little pup in the back of church yells, ”Yay!” and claps.
We all laughed. It was perfect. Just what the great doctor Himself ordered!