Apparently not long after that he decided that the ancient Mass was what he needed to be immersed in. Turns out our young Father gained some notoriety during the Coof-o-Rama by celebrating the Sacrifice on ancient rock formations along the coast of the Emerald Isle. I was intrigued after Mass so I went home and Google-stalked him. There is a priest visiting my parish from Ireland. I needed to see that (especially now when my kids are practically old enough to vote and my reason for existence is questionable at best). It seems I know the Tooth Fairy pretty well these past 14 years and he seems to have left my childrens’ chompers there as a gift to remind me of some of the happiest times of my life. Imagine my surprise when I slid the box open to find not matches to light my Marlboro with but two tiny teeth in a little bag. It’s a good thing I’ve been trying to popularize men wearing hats again. Thus I myself have become the first victim of Harvey’s World Tour ’23. While inspecting the large SUV we rented for the trip I accidentally slammed to top of my Irish melon into the corner of the rear liftgate. No, it wouldn’t be from pride (this time). An Expedition it is then.Īnd before you get to that one, say a prayer that my head doesn’t swell too much. Young Christopher at Avis was apparently the instrument for God in answering that prayer. I may have tossed a petition into the novena the past few days for an upgrade. However, from experience I know that minivans, while normally fine, are no fun for the driver or passengers on a trip like this. We had booked a minivan due to the dramatic increase in the cost of everything. He works at the agency where we rented our vehicle for the journey. And say a prayer for a young man named Christopher. So pray for our safety and the success of our trip, please. On that trip we covered over 15,000 miles in the course of 8 weeks. The purpose of our trip is business related but it hearkens back to 2016 when we did something similar. The truth is that we are a roadtrip family and as we’ve taken these trips in the past we’ve discovered that sometimes it’s better to have a general idea of where we’re going and then simply get off the beaten path along the way. You will see as we travel and I update the blog with new pictures and stories. Where to, you ask? The short answer is everywhere. In a couple of days I am embarking on a long roadtrip with my wife and kids. Speaking of prayers, please offer one for me if you think of it. I wake up most mornings flabbergasted that 1) people are reading my writing and 2) you seem to enjoy the conversation. I do love the interaction I have had with all of the readers of this blog. Also, if for any reason I have neglected to reply to an email lately, please remind me by sending another. You who sent petitions remain listed by name in my daily novena. Who knows? Maybe she will send a few my way as well. Rather than to expect her to send one to me, this year, in thanksgiving for the great grace of being able to spread devotion to her, I think I will offer a rose or two to my dear saint. Personally, although I detest gardening, I love roses. Now, rarely have I prayed the novena and actually received a rose at the end but others have reported this gift. It also dawned on me that, like her nineteenth century counterpart in the Communion of Saints St. But it is a great reminder to me that fasting is vital to the Christian life. As I said, I only realized at the end of the day. Hence, the bread… Did I fast today? Well, no. It wasn’t until tonight, however, that I realized today is the first of the three Rogation Days and that there should probably be some fasting tacked on to my daily prayers. John is a patron of teachers and I have called on his intercession countless times over the years. I know it was him and I am very grateful.īut the thing I must have missed is the Rogation Days. Before I knew it, I was on my way to Mass. The thought was in my head, nagging me to push beyond the limits of my sleep-deprived body, telling me to get out of bed, drop to my knees, and say my prayers. I find on days like this that, having asked his help, he delivers. I asked him last night to make sure I was awake this morning for my prayers and the early Mass. Seriously, I have been in the habit over the past few years of trying to draw nearer to my angel, getting him more involved in my life, showing him my gratitude, and calling upon his most powerful help.
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