Today is the feast of St Anthony one of my favorite saints of all times. (Michael's middle name). I really wanted to go to mass today but I could not make it to the 7:05 am mass at St Joe's. (O.T.) So I thought I'd go at noon. So I said to "you know who" that since Monday I'm on phone duty, I would prefer if I don't have any phone calls before 11:55am otherwise I can't go to mass. But I told him that whatever he does is fine with me. The phone went silent at about 11:45. I took off at 11:55 to go to mass down the street.
I made it in time before the priest even showed up. Then the priest shows up. (a young one I've never seen before) Another Hispanic priest, from Latin America someplace since he had a Spanish accent but his English was ok. Well, at the greeting he used the word "communion" instead of "fellowship" just like Fr Tim. Hmmmm. The Spanish version of Fr Tim. He was really good. So I told the Lord that I wanted him to distribute Communion from my side (opposite from where they usually stand). So now here comes the priest to my side to give out communion. What can I say? It was a gift from God.
These things happen and they always overwhelm me. It made my day!!
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