My pentecostal wife

I am so proud of my dear wife. Our church has no paraments for the altar save a white one of recent vintage. As we began to approach Pentecost, Kassie, who has only recently taken up sewing, decided we needed a red parament on the altar for the holy day. She made this all on her own – no tracing or pattern. [Warning: Weedonesque sentiments ahead] I was already crazy about her, but nothing piques a clergyman’s fancy like having a wife who is a budding ecclesiastical seamstress.