ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER MIRACLE
I had an interesting conversation this morning. After Mass I stopped into the church office to let them know that the plumbing in the men’s room had stopped up. The lady at the desk was greatly appreciative of being notified, and then asked me if I could carry a message to one of the leaders of the Legion of Mary, a person known to both of us.
She reminded me of how, at a rosary meeting a few days before, she had let us know that our prayers for her sister seemed to have been heard, because the sister recovered from the health crisis. Now, she explained, her other sister, for whom she had also been praying, had just been examined, and there was found no trace of the cancer which had been believed to be within her. Luckily, I ran into the Legion of Mary guy shortly after, and passed along the good news to him.
The lady further spoke a bit of her fondness for saying the rosary while driving, and we talked a little about different ways of keeping track of the numbers of prayers and rosary decades in the driving situation, with all its distractions and demands on a person’s attention.
Going away, I felt so blessed to have had such a conversation, instead of the usual Clinton/Obama riddling, the approach of income tax day, or the weather we’ve been having. Or, as is the case in so many encounters today, no conversation at all!
