On Sunday, in the small confessional room of the Church of Silence, through a black shield, there was a sound so small that only the people in the opposite room could hear it.

"Twenty-three years in that cursed rainforest.

There's nothing psychological about killing enemy soldiers, I'm almost forgetting about it.

But you can burn down those villages and watch the unclothed peasants cry and scream......

I see those scenes every day, either PTSD or drugs. You can't rest even in dreams.

A day is like a week, and a week is like a year.

When the medicine ran out, time stopped completely, and it was like I was trapped in that rainforest forever. ”

"Do good deeds every day, and the Lord will surely forgive your sins. ”

"Hmm...... Ah......h

The man in the faded cowhide jacket smelled of smoke and didn't seem to care much about the other's usual tone.

It's as if he's not here to ask for forgiveness, and he's not really guilty.

"Then I'll come back next Sunday. ”

Pushing open the small door of the confessional room, we can see the man's face.

He still has some stubble on his chin that hasn't been cleaned up, and his hair is very fluffy, but the whole person is put together, giving people a very sharp feeling.

He's one of the best in the industry, a shark - Meteor.

Liu Xin has no faith, he doesn't trust any gods or Buddhas who have brought him so much suffering, and coming to such churches every week to tell his story is just his pastime.

After all, it's cheaper and more useful than a psychiatrist.

Sometimes, just having someone who is willing to listen to your nonsense and talk about your own past is enough to make people happy.

Stepping on the sunlight reflected by the colorful stained glass, Liu Xin left the church like this.

The priest, who had just been listening to Liu Xin's confession, also began to prepare for tomorrow's Mass, his steps brisk.

It seems that helping people solve problems makes him very happy.

Lo and behold, he was singing happily.

"I've been working for the Lord, day after day~"

"I have been working for the Lord to wash away my sins~"

The cheerful tune was interrupted by a sound coming from the direction of the back door of the church.

"Priest Manuel. ”

The young man who was called the priest of Manuel looked for the voice with a broom.

It was a very tall figure. His short shaved blond hair looked neat and neat, his blue pupils revealed a kind gaze, and the golden stubble almost took over half of his face.

He was wearing a gray trench coat, and from the open part of the trench coat, we could see that he was wearing a black and white bodysuit inside.

The black and white color difference formed a cross pattern, which was very symmetrical, and the horizontal part was right on his strong chest.

If you look closely, the man's limbs are not thin. It's hard to imagine someone doing this kind of work.

"Ah, isn't this Father Stella. ”

Manuel was still happy, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, and it seemed that the job had indeed given him great pleasure.

"Why did you come to me today?"

Father Stella looked at the stained glass on the roof and opened his mouth with interest.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm going to bother here for a while for work reasons to see how the local church is going. ”

"Hahaha......"

Manuel laughed happily.

"What do you think?"

Unlike Manuelly, who was still smiling, Father Stella's expression was a little solemn.

"To be honest, it's not optimistic. ”

Manuel still smiled when he heard this.

"That person just now is the only one who came to pray today, right?"

"People in this country don't have enough faith in God, and to be honest I'm not happy with that. ”

Father Stella's expression was serious and serious, and his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he were a revolutionary.

After speaking, Priest Manuel was still smiling, but there was a hint of bitterness in that smile. turned into a wry smile.

"Don't say such lonely words, Father Stella, I think that the work we have worked so hard for, even if only one person in our lifetime is redeemed and changed his life, it is worth it, it has its meaning. ”

Father Stella shifted his gaze from the glass painting of the dome to Manuelly, still with a serious expression.

He slowly walked down the stairs and slowly walked in front of Manuel, who was soaking up the sun. His gaze was like a torch, and now it was more dazzling than the sunlight shining on him.

The air was a little awkward, a little nervous.

"Stella ...... Priest......

Without speaking, Father Stella spread his arms and held the somewhat thin Manuel tightly in his arms.

"Comrade, our work is so great! It is so worth immersing yourself in for a lifetime!!"

After holding for more than ten seconds, Father Stella finally let go of Manuel. A large hand rested on his shoulder.

Manuel felt that the palm was a little hard, as if it had a lot of calluses.

"Well, I'll leave it to you here, I'm going back to the orphanage. ”

Manuel held his broom and nodded.

"Well, Father Stella, have a nice trip. ”

Saying goodbye, Father Stella walked to the church door, and was about to go out, but as if he had forgotten something, he suddenly turned his head sharply, and his blue pupils seemed to reflect the light of the scorching sun.

"Priest Manuel, may God's blessing be with you, A-gate!"

Manuel was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, standing upright with his broom sticking straight into the ground.

"Amen!"

Satisfied, Father Stella pushed the door open and inserted the key into the keyhole of his old Buick sedan.

Although the start was a little slow, he still liked his car. Because it was a gift from his wife on the day he got married.

The car was almost entirely filled with religious items, giving a terrible feeling.

There was a little Jesus-like figure hanging from the ceiling, and various rattan branches were placed under the glass. The crosses are innumerable.

Already on the road, Stara unhurriedly held the steering wheel with one hand, took out the large bottle in his arms, and drank a few sips of an unknown liquid as if he had drunk it.

Then he took out a music box from his waist, placed it above the steering wheel, and turned the knob with one hand.

The music box immediately emitted a crisp tone, and it was a 'dream wedding.' ’

With a beautiful melody, the old car, which had been driven for more than thirty years, finally drove to his destination.

An orphanage.

It doesn't seem to be very big, there are only about 10 children, and the church to which Father Stella belongs provides food, clothing, shelter and transportation for the unaccompanied people.

He walked through the door, rang the bell, and gathered the children.

With a smile on his face, Father Stella arranged for everyone to quickly find a seat to sit down.

When everyone had sat down obediently, he opened his mouth.

"I beseech you, who are prisoners of the Lord, that since you have been called, walk in a manner worthy of the grace to which you have been called.

Humility, gentleness, patience, forgiveness in love,

Bond with one another in peace, and strive to preserve the unity of the Holy Spirit.

There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope,

One Lord, one faith, one baptism,

One God, the Father of all, is above all, through all, and in all.

The grace that has been given to each of us is according to the measure of Christ's gift.

Therefore it is written, When he ascended to heaven, he took his enemies captive and gave them every gift.

(If you say that you ascend, will you not first descend to the earth?)

He who descended is ascending far above the heavens to be filled with all things. ）

He gave apostles and prophets. There are evangelists. There are priests and teachers.

that the saints may be perfected, each in his ministry, and that the body of Christ may be established.

until we are all united in the faith and come to the knowledge of the Son of God, and are fully grown to the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ.

that we may no longer be children, tossed to and fro by all the winds of paganism, and to all heresies, to the deceit of men, and to the deceitful sorceries.

but in love speak the truth, and in all things we grow up in Christ the Head.

By him the whole body is joined together, and each of the joints is according to its own duties, according to the function of each body, and one another is helped to grow gradually and build itself up in love.

Therefore I say, and indeed say in the Lord, walk not like the Gentiles in vain.

Their hearts are darkened, alienated from the life of God, because of their ignorance and hardness of heart.

Since the conscience is lost, they indulge their lusts and covet all kinds of filthiness.

You have learned Christ, but it is not so.

If you have heard his word, received his teaching, and learned his truth,

Take off the old self that you used to do in your former ways. The old man was degraded by the deception of his lusts.

Change your minds for a new purpose.

And put on the newcomer. This new man is made in the image of God, with truth and righteousness and holiness.

Therefore reject lies, and tell the truth, every man to his neighbor. For we are members of each other's bodies.

Be angry, but do not sin. Do not hold your anger until the sun goes down.

and do not leave a place for the devil.

He who stole in the past, let him steal no more. but with your own labor, and with your own hands, you may have a surplus for those who are in need.

No filthy word shall be spoken, but good things may be spoken for the good of those who hear it.

Don't grieve the Holy Spirit of God. For you have received his seal, waiting for the day of redemption.

Let all bitterness, anger, wrath, clamour, slander, and all malice be put away from you.

Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving one another, just as God in Christ forgave you. ”

The Bible—Ephesians—Chapter 5

"Amen. ”

The sermon was long, but no one spoke, just quietly listening to Father Stella's teachings.

They all seemed to be focused.

"Smack!"

Father Stella clapped his hands and made a loud noise, symbolizing the end of the sermon.

"Alright, let's all go play, be careful not to get hurt. ”

Seven or eight-year-old children walked out of the room holding hands in twos and threes.