man. I moved closer and kissed her on the cheek. She did not resist. I kissed her on the lips and she responded with a soft groan. Then she placed her arm around my neck and kissed me passionately. We clung to each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then she took my hand and pulled me to the ground under the crossbar.
As we made love my senses expanded. I was she. I was one with the stars shining down that night. Time stopped. My body vibrated like a tuning fork. Diane twisted under me adding to the union of our bodies. I felt close to God. In a second, I realised what we priests are missing in our lives, the total commitment to and the total love from another human person.
Afterward Diana wanted to blame herself. I would not hear of it. There are many paths to that final destination. You leave one path and you are lost for a while until you find another path and continue on your way.
We stopped seeing each other by mutual agreement. I kept going out with a group of friends as usual. Absence made no difference. We were in love.
I went to my bishop. He suggested I take a cooling off period to decide my future. I told him that my mind was made up. He wished me luck and suggested I could continue to help the church in other ways.
Diana and I set up home and have been blissfully happy. We have talked about marriage.
The diocese has been good to me and gave me employment here in the Pastoral Centre where I can teach, instruct and pass on God’s message.’
The elderly priest rubbed his leg to relieve an ache and Danny continued.
‘As I said earlier, there are many paths to that final destination. A few weeks ago, I began to feel ill. I went to my doctor who could find nothing wrong but as a precaution sent me to a hospital for further checks. This time they did discover something. To cut the story short, they told me that I have two months to live, three at the most.
I am not afraid to die. I am just meeting my God earlier than I expected. I do regret having to leave Diana behind. We could have had years of love in front of us and perhaps been blessed with children. In time she will get over her grief and probably fall in love again. I will encourage her to do so. I also regret my failure to live up to the expectations people placed in me and I will take that to my deathbed.’
Danny finished speaking.
The venerable priest looked at Danny and said, ‘We do not know God’s plan for each one of us. All we know is that when we see Him all will be revealed. There will be pain and suffering along the way and there is no guarantee that we will enter heaven. Your faith will keep you strong in the weeks ahead and you will be in our prayers. I am not going to give you penance but I would like if you read the New Testament for at least one hour per day. This will give you strength. Now say your Act of Contrition.’
Danny spoke. ‘Oh my God I am heartily sorry for all my sins because they offend You Who art infinitely good and I firmly resolve with the help of Your grace never to offend You again.’
The elderly priest stood and said the words of absolution over Danny. Then he removed the stole and placed the garment in a small case.
‘Thanks again for coming’. Danny extended a hand to his old friend. ‘Stay and have some tea and biscuits, courtesy of the Pastoral Centre.
‘Make it cream biscuits.’
Chapter 13
Social Welfare
The figure wearing black high-heeled shoes approached the zebra crossing and stopped on the footpath. As the figure waited for the traffic to ease it reached down a hand and scratched an itchy crotch where too tight tights rubbed against bare skin. When the traffic eased the figure stepped into the road and walked unsteadily towards the social welfare services office.
Just outside the entrance to the social welfare services office, the figure paused. With one hand holding the wall for support, the figure’s used the other hand to fix a loose strap on one of the high heels. People
As we made love my senses expanded. I was she. I was one with the stars shining down that night. Time stopped. My body vibrated like a tuning fork. Diane twisted under me adding to the union of our bodies. I felt close to God. In a second, I realised what we priests are missing in our lives, the total commitment to and the total love from another human person.
Afterward Diana wanted to blame herself. I would not hear of it. There are many paths to that final destination. You leave one path and you are lost for a while until you find another path and continue on your way.
We stopped seeing each other by mutual agreement. I kept going out with a group of friends as usual. Absence made no difference. We were in love.
I went to my bishop. He suggested I take a cooling off period to decide my future. I told him that my mind was made up. He wished me luck and suggested I could continue to help the church in other ways.
Diana and I set up home and have been blissfully happy. We have talked about marriage.
The diocese has been good to me and gave me employment here in the Pastoral Centre where I can teach, instruct and pass on God’s message.’
The elderly priest rubbed his leg to relieve an ache and Danny continued.
‘As I said earlier, there are many paths to that final destination. A few weeks ago, I began to feel ill. I went to my doctor who could find nothing wrong but as a precaution sent me to a hospital for further checks. This time they did discover something. To cut the story short, they told me that I have two months to live, three at the most.
I am not afraid to die. I am just meeting my God earlier than I expected. I do regret having to leave Diana behind. We could have had years of love in front of us and perhaps been blessed with children. In time she will get over her grief and probably fall in love again. I will encourage her to do so. I also regret my failure to live up to the expectations people placed in me and I will take that to my deathbed.’
Danny finished speaking.
The venerable priest looked at Danny and said, ‘We do not know God’s plan for each one of us. All we know is that when we see Him all will be revealed. There will be pain and suffering along the way and there is no guarantee that we will enter heaven. Your faith will keep you strong in the weeks ahead and you will be in our prayers. I am not going to give you penance but I would like if you read the New Testament for at least one hour per day. This will give you strength. Now say your Act of Contrition.’
Danny spoke. ‘Oh my God I am heartily sorry for all my sins because they offend You Who art infinitely good and I firmly resolve with the help of Your grace never to offend You again.’
The elderly priest stood and said the words of absolution over Danny. Then he removed the stole and placed the garment in a small case.
‘Thanks again for coming’. Danny extended a hand to his old friend. ‘Stay and have some tea and biscuits, courtesy of the Pastoral Centre.
‘Make it cream biscuits.’
Chapter 13
Social Welfare
The figure wearing black high-heeled shoes approached the zebra crossing and stopped on the footpath. As the figure waited for the traffic to ease it reached down a hand and scratched an itchy crotch where too tight tights rubbed against bare skin. When the traffic eased the figure stepped into the road and walked unsteadily towards the social welfare services office.
Just outside the entrance to the social welfare services office, the figure paused. With one hand holding the wall for support, the figure’s used the other hand to fix a loose strap on one of the high heels. People
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