Story Reader / Interlude / Faith on the Snow / Story
May We Be Blessed
>... Bless us, O Lord, and these, Thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty.
Through Christ, our Lord. Amen.
... Bless us, O Lord, and these, Thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty.
Through Christ, our Lord. Amen.
Alright, everyone. We may eat.
Finally!
Sister Bianca, is it because of us that there's no more food?
(Whispers) There's nothing left to eat in the church...
Are you still hungry, Ada?
Why would you ask that?
Uncle Snow, no, should be Father Snow...
After the evening prayer, he would always share his dinner with Ada, but never eat anything himself...
I heard from Lano that Sister Bianca often shares her own dinner with everyone too, even though you're hungry yourself...
Ada knows that it feels bad to be hungry!
...
Ada doesn't need to eat much...
So, Sister Bianca, you can share my bread together with Father Snow!
...
Don't worry, Ada. We all have enough to eat.
Bianca stoops down and cradles the children gently in her arms.
Someone will soon come here and take us to a safe place.
