Monthly Manna

I was in the frozen food section at H-E-B, wearing my black clergy shirt and white collar, when I was stopped by a man who asked me if I was a Catholic priest. I told him I was an Episcopal priest. The man chuckled and began to ask me why God was so authoritative, angry and condemning. I asked him about his faith background. He said he had been in and out of different churches in his 70 years o...