Thursday, August 04, 2005
So today at work I heard (for the second time) about an amazing child. It's like a modern day Blessed Imelda (who, if you don't know who that is, look her up!). It's this little boy named Christopher from somewhere in Minnesota (his family lives here in my town), and he's 6. Last year he begged and pleaded to be able to go to confession, and when the priest realized that he understood the sacrament, he heard his confession, and gave him Eucharist. He has not recieved since, and will be making his First (official) Communion this weekend. He's only 6! How impressive is this child! I was just so excited to hear about this kid...he's absolutely wonderful! And to make it a little cooler, he's the nephew of a guy who comes in (who I know, sort of), who is a Third Order Dominican. Hooot! It's like, of course this kid is great...he's got Dominican blood! :)
21 days until I move into Loras! Hooray!
And continuing from a post I read on someone else's blog...
We, at my home parish, have about 100 people at daily Mass each day. I'd say they're anywhere from 10 years old to 90 years old, with the majority in their 50's and 60's. But in the summer, anyway, when the college-aged students are home, I'd say we make up at least 10% of that population. Not bad, I think. That may seem random, but I was thinking about it a lot today. And on that note: I don't think that I could ever do anything that made me miss daily Mass on a regular basis. No job or profession or whatever would be worth it to me - I would go to sleep earlier so I could rise earlier, just to go to Mass. I love it too much. Like a fifth-grade student said (and as quoted in the Nashville sisters' newsletter "Veritas"), "I have learned that the weight of one Mass is greater than anything else on earth." Wow. How can you not love that?!
Caritas et veritas.
21 days until I move into Loras! Hooray!
And continuing from a post I read on someone else's blog...
We, at my home parish, have about 100 people at daily Mass each day. I'd say they're anywhere from 10 years old to 90 years old, with the majority in their 50's and 60's. But in the summer, anyway, when the college-aged students are home, I'd say we make up at least 10% of that population. Not bad, I think. That may seem random, but I was thinking about it a lot today. And on that note: I don't think that I could ever do anything that made me miss daily Mass on a regular basis. No job or profession or whatever would be worth it to me - I would go to sleep earlier so I could rise earlier, just to go to Mass. I love it too much. Like a fifth-grade student said (and as quoted in the Nashville sisters' newsletter "Veritas"), "I have learned that the weight of one Mass is greater than anything else on earth." Wow. How can you not love that?!
Caritas et veritas.
