On my flight home yesterday, my plane took off to the south from EWR. I love this direction because it takes me directly over this:
This, friends, is the Catholic Church of St. Patrick in Elizabeth, NJ and Our Lord Jesus Christ reposes inside a tabernacle in this edifice as He does in tabernacles all over the planet. He remains there for love of us poor wretches. And overflying His Majestic Presence gave me pause to make the sign of His Holy Cross, bow my head, and utter, “My Lord and my God!” Folks, I already had the beads out and was offering my rosary for safe travels. I have to say, all of this must have been strange to the elderly Muslim couple sitting next to me. Oh, they were eyeing my every move. Interestingly, they both offered me thanks as we touched down. I’m not sure if they were being sarcastic or genuinely thankful for the prayers.
No matter, it is always a good day when I behold the dwelling place of God.
Deo Gratias! Sit semper Deo Gratias!
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