I went to mass last night at a parish not very far from where I work.
Halfway through mass, I hear bells. A quarter till.
Bells? I’ll have to ask my friend if this church has bells anywhere.
When mass was over, I heard bells again. On the hour.
No, the church doesn’t have any bells.
The nearest church that does is almost a mile away.
I heard bells from a mile away inside a church.
Most of the time I have to repeat what somebody said to me to make sure I understand their speech. Sometimes I don’t even hear that much.
But I heard the bells.
Thank you, Father, for your little big miracles.