I was looking at my watch while you were facing the altar, craning your neck to catch a glimpse past the bobbing heads of the crowd, this one-day crowd vying for a view, while beside me a baby gurgled and pointed as he …

At a certain distance I follow behind you, ashamed to come closer. Though you have chosen me as a worker in your vineyard and I pressed the grapes of your wrath. To every one according to hi…