Devout people, I can’t help but relate,
This is about 8 years ago, a Vietnamese teen got shot in a case of mistaken identity in a case of Gang Violence, (not cops). Well, everyone prayed for him and he did recover. I know little more than that. I’ve been to a Vietnamese Mass back in the “good old days”, no, I won’t make an abbrev. of that one.
I attended a Vietnamese mass in Toronto. They put regular Canadian Catholics to shame with their devotion. They dress nicely, sing enthusiastically, pray fervently and then stay around for an hour after Mass to socialize. I get weary of the pew potatoes who show up to Mass late, keep their coats on, and then head for the doors while walking back from Communion. We have grown soft and complacent in our Daith.