After I added my donation to Catholic Charities in the collection basket last Sunday, I still didn’t feel like it was enough. My Godchild and his family lives in St. Augustine, Florida. They decided to ride out Hurricane Irma at home. Why? Well, like everyone else, the path changed sort of last minute AND they have elderly parents that lived closer to the ocean that they had convinced to come stay with them during Irma.
We heard from them before, during, and after the storm and so we knew that one of their elderly parents had to be taken to the ER not once but twice during the storm. We knew that there home was fine and not flooded but they did loose electricity. They were told it would be at least a week. They have a generator that was working as long as they could find gas daily (which they have).
Yesterday, we checked in with them again, hoping to celebrate the return of electric but found out that it would be at least Wednesday before they would have power back. And also learned that they were still dealing with medical issues of their parents.
Last night our parish hosted an Hour of Adoration for our Country. It was a beautiful bilingual hour that included a bilingual rosary, bilingual music, and bilingual prayers. The church was not packed per se but I was super proud to see how many people came to pray. Some prayed for victims of Irma and Harvey, plus our tension with North Korea, and finally our DACA kids. So much tension in this world that I was proud to bring my family to this service to focus on Christ and His Power.
I’ve talked to a slew of people recently about all that is going on in life. Many times, people (youth and adults) will ask me, “Why did God let this happen?” in the midst of their journey. I don’t know that I’ve ever answered this question as good as Fr. Mike does in this video. It’s about a 7 minute video but well worth the time to help put life back into perspective.
You know, to be honest, after I gave my donation last week after Mass, I still felt unsettled. I felt like I needed or wanted to do more! I was so happy when we were given this opportunity of prayer as a church family. My husband traveled out of town last night after the prayer service and when we were chatting on the phone last night he thanked me. He said that he wasn’t necessarily looking forward to the hour of prayer. However, he appreciated with all that’s going on in the world to be able to really put all his worries into prayer. So perhaps the title of this post should be reversed. Perhaps, it should be “Pray until you have nothing left to give.”
In His Peace,