Having loving Patrick here with me, and holding my hand as we go to daily mass each morning... I am filled with wonder and awe and thanksgiving as I recall how the Lord has healed my Patrick after I baptized him in the middle of NICU in the middle of a night filled with terror and the most agonizing prayer I have ever experienced! How I called out to the Lord in my agony and fear! The cries to God to please hear me and answer me seemed like an eternity! Knowing that he had been brought into The Church and all control given to His Savior did bring a bit of peace to us.
There are many adjustments to face as we go through our life! We are helped in the way that we "know the Lord." How we die to self so that we can allow him to do his work in our lives... realizing that we are not in control. Pat was a little bit hurt that I shared that I pray for him each day on The Crucifixion decade of the rosary. But the way I look at it is that I must die to self so that I can love and serve him without trying to change him... which is impossible! The crucifixion is where I embrace my Most Cherished Cross as Jesus did for each of us and find there LIFE/LOVE/LIGHT, which are ours thanks to the sacrifice of the spotless Lamb!
Lord, I am so thankful for this tidal wave of Family that has come over and around us... reminding me that I truly do know the Lord through all the moments of sharing and watching your Truth carried out in so many mysterious and real ways. You call us up the mountain to become your apostles and go forth sharing your Way, your Truth and your LIFE! May we climb without giving up and wind down the narrow path with YOU. Jesus, we trust in you. Amen and Hallelujah