Father Domenick stood in the courtyard staring at the gardens and statuary he loved so well.
"I simply can NOT go. This parish has been my home for nearly 80 years. These here are my brothers, my sisters. The little ones are my children. I will NOT leave them."
"But, dear one, you already HAVE left. It is time for you to rest. Blessed are those who serve, but blessed as well are they who know when to lay their burden down."
Abdiel spread his wings, embracing the wondrously dutiful spirit before him.
"Come home, oh good and faithful servant."