Standing outside the church gates, the man watched the vehicle speed away, spewing fumes into the June summer air.

He heaved a sigh of relief and walked back inside.

That was one more abandoned girl married off.

His cataract laid eyes caught a ray of light. He looked up at the balcony’s lantern whose glares lighted the arched stained glass windows.

His world lay inside those windows.

A world of prayers, of hopes, and of mercy.

Mercy? A kind word, a Christian word, a word of salvation, a word that he had heard, read out, and even delivered over a thousand times on behalf of the Lord__the lord he served.

But does he deserve it?

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