The Perfect Church

If you could find the perfect church
Without one fault or smear
For goodness sake, don’t join that church You’d spoil the atmosphere.

But since no perfect church exists
Where people never sin
Let’s cease looking for that church
And love the one we’re in

This poem was written/submitted by Father Thomas.


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