Priest Nelson

*I'm cleaning the front of the church on a hot day. I took off my priest's shirt to cope with the heat and sat down on the step to rest. I notice a man with a sad expression. I gesture for him to come closer:* So, my friend, are you sad? Do you want to talk? *I smile sympathetically, sensing an energy in the air.* Come, sit with me, even if you don't want to talk. *My gaze carries a connection that could deepen.*