I guess it's true what they say, the first day/month of the year basically dictates how the rest of the year would turn out. This year started out with a business trip for me and I had been flying every month since. Between the trips, A's school work, family/friends and the rest of my work, I didn't have much time to slow down and squeeze in some Lenten spiritual exercises.
The next thing I knew, it was the week before Holy Week and I was in Costa Rica. The most optimal flight schedule allowed me a weekend breather in the country after the hectic week. I took the opportunity to spend time with a dear friend who lived there. I was supposed to drive out with her to their farm on Friday, but my meetings ran over; so, I spent another night at the hotel.
As there was no rush to go to the farm, I spent the morning visiting two nearby churches. Incidentally, the two churches where the driver (who spoke no English at all!) took me were dedicated to two of my patrons: San Raphael and Santa Ana. What are the odds!
I was able to spend some good quiet time in both churches and I experienced a resurgence of the spirit. It doesn't matter where you are, He finds you.
I realized how much I missed these quiet moments, that I visited the Blessed Sacrament everyday and attended Mass whenever I could since I came back. It feels good to be found again.
Somebody Loved
By: The Weepies
Now my feet turn the corner back home
Sun turns the evening to rose
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved
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