Late last night we made it to our first destination. We had traveled here to attend the baptism of a friend’s first grandchild and yours truly was asked to be godfather. This is a task I take quite seriously and an honor for me. It doesn’t hurt that my precious baby goddaughter is adorable beyond belief. I now have fifteen godchildren.
The reason I did not specify where this took place is because sometimes I think we need to stay a little below the radar. Many of you will understand. And the point is larger than all that. Let me explain…
Before we set out on this journey I had asked Blessed Mother to obtain for me the grace of being able to come to daily Latin mass every day of our travels. finding a TLM anywhere can be a challenge, especially when one is driving cross-country. But I know many Catholics who won’t even search for the Novus Ordo when they go on vacation for even the Sunday mass and we must pray for them. I taught the faith for many years. A lot of Catholic school alums weren’t even taught the basics of obligation let alone the penalty of mortal sin. I never assume that anyone else has been given to know what I have or that I know half as much as the man next to me. Pray and beg the Lord for an increase in charity and humility.
I consecrated to Mary control of my exterior goods. She is a loving mother and she will take care of her children. So far, she has delivered.
Today we found ourselves invited to mass in a chapel at an institution of higher learning. The priest was a young monk who had graduated several years back. He belongs to a monastery that only says the vetus ordo. And… there’s my TLM and my first blessing from a new priest! Toss in a new Catholic in the baptism and this fifth Sunday after Easter was most definitely a happy day and I am a happy man.
Tomorrow’s mass is already scheduled.
God bless us and the Virgin protect us! Our Lady of Revelation, pray for us.
PS: Today was also the feast of my favorite saint, St. Rita of Cascia. I met my wife on the ninth day of a novena to this saint of the impossible. Turn to her with your impossible causes. St. Rita, we love you. Pray for us!
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