"Do you have services?" – The Trials and Joys of Serving in a Downtown Church

     Wednesday, the doorbell buzzed at the Parish Hall.  I was close, so I answered it.  Outside, waiting impatiently, was a man in a suit.  I opened the door and greeted him, and he asked, "Do you have services here?"  I responded, "Yes..." but before I could give him our service times, he thrust a piece of paper at me and said, "I need twelve copies of this."

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