The sermon was the annual call to stewardship, the usual chiding to tithe a bit more, the challenge to step up and give The Lord his 10 percent, and to do so happily. Jake had heard it a hundred times and, as always, found it difficult to maintain prolonged eye contact with the reverend while his mind dwelled on matters far more important. He admired the reverend and labored diligently each Sunday to appear entranced by his homilies, but often it was impossible.
John Grisham, Sycamore Row (Doubleday, 2013, p441)
Tuesday, 31 December 2013
Chiding, Tithing and Diligent Labour
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