Tuesday, I took all the petitions with me when I attended a healing mass celebrated by Father Dan O'Leary. If you read yesterday's piece, you got day one of his talks. Here's the podcast version of his Day 2 talk. Father Dan has many spiritual gifts, and one of them is his devotion to the sacrament of confession. I've seen him see a person leaving because the line was too long and stop whatever it was he was doing, to invite them back.
Standing in line to receive a blessing, waiting became an opportunity to engage in a litany of sorts, for all those I've ever hurt, both by co-mission or omission, and all those who I've nursed hurts against. I've been to healing masses before, (not often), but I know they bring with them great graces. It's a sort of oasis in the midst of this Lenten journey, a greater feast than getting to indulge in whatever surrender we've made up to now in our normal appetites.
This past week, I began to reflect on what these first three weeks of Lent have brought. While considering the purpose and process of Lent, I stated how I started Lent wanting God to give me friends. I was praying for friends. Now, I find my desert is full of friends for whom I am praying. This thought germinated into a piece over at the National Catholic Register. It is a great blessing to be part of all of your lives. Thank you for honor.
May I pray for you today?
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