The dead silence of the empty church is broken as you hear slow, heavy footsteps against the creaky floorboards. A man steps out from around the corner, holding a stack of papers in his arms and a flashlight to guide his way. Realizing that this must be the priest, you watch him from the shadows as he steps up to the altar, kneeling down to pray.

"Oh Heavenly Father. . . Please, give me some guidance. . . I feel as though I cannot lead a congregation tomorrow when I myself am so full of sin."