It’s 1:39a. I’m playing games on both my PC and my iPad.
Tomorrow I am hoping (praying) that I can attend our parish healing Mass.
I can’t sleep. I’ve had 3 sessions of dystonia (seizure-like, muscle spasms), and everything points to my past of being unable to go outside my home.
So, I take the drugs and play games wondering if I should just stay up all night or try to get some sleep.
It’s been 4 years since I’ve walked into my parish. They serve me regardless of whether I cross their threshold, nor afford to tithe. Which boggles my mind.
They bring me communion (Eucharist) when I allow it. Socially I am shriveling up. I have a hard time letting people in. A harder time leaving my home. My fortress.
I’ve asked my daughter, Beth, to take me. I’ve invited a dear friend to come with. My Eucharistic Ministers will be there.
I need the fragrance of incense and bees wax. I need the balm of sunlight through the stained glass windows. I need to light a candle for those I love. I need to touch a pew. I need the healing oil Fr. Bob will anoint me with on forehead and palms. I need the forgiveness.
Most of all, I need the hope that a healing Mass provides. To heal, to maintain or to have a happy death with my family around me.
Papa, I’m trying with all my strength to be present tomorrow.
It’s me. Vicki
Prayers that you will be able to go and if this does not happen that Jesus will come to you and put His arms around you in a very special way.
Praying for you every day when I pray my rosary. I’ve never forgotten the time I was visiting you and had the police escort to go to Tim Horton’s to get us some coffee! Now that was special… LOL
Sure hoping you make it tomorrow, Vicki. Just came home from Mass and know exactly what you mean. Love you, Mo
Vicki, there are many “warriors” guarding you and loving you outside your fortress. You’re blessed to be part of a caring Parish community that loves one another. Your friends are praying for you, sharing with you as we can. And your wonderful family reaches out in love.
Most of all, Papa is always close to you – loving you, holding you, blessing you! +++
Vicki I pray for you daily.think of you every day .and remember that wonderful smile.
Hope you could go to your parish Vicki – you speak so eloquently of all the blessings of being there – God sees you and knows your heart. Today Palm Sunday is one of my favourites,so I think of you and pray for you especially.xoxoxo