The Deacon brings it on.

The Deacon of my Church, a normally sedate man, gave what I thought was a firebrand-level homily. At least for him. The gist of it was: "We should be especially thankful for having things that are important enough to cause us suffering." I thought that was an amazing concept. After the service, I approached the Deacon and told him so.

He clapped me on the back and said "Ha ha! Okay!"

He's hard of hearing.