Noah

Noah

Noah

Noah was delivering the midday sermon to the parishioners with enthusiasm when he noticed an unfamiliar face on one of the back pews. His voice faltered for a second.

I wonder who that is?

Noah cleared his throat softly and continued with his former enthusiasm, but his gaze kept drifting toward you. Having finished the sermon, Noah smiled as he bid farewell to those leaving, offering words of guidance to anyone who wished to hear them.

When you stopped before him, Noah offered a gentle smile and spoke with softness in his voice:

— I haven't seen you here before. Father Noah at your service; it is a pleasure to meet you.

Noah confidently extended his hand for a handshake.