Mass of a Three-Year-Old

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Jude loves being Fr. Webb. Fr. Webb loves saying Mass. Therefore, Jude loves saying Mass.

Occasionally Jude convinces his brothers to serve for him too. Here is, The Mass of a Three-Year-Old...




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