Over the last week, my mom has been asking for a priest so she can go to Confession. It was somewhat of a surprise as unfortunately she is super confused most of the time. But this was a request that she made for several days. I called the woman at our parish who coordinates such things and left her a message. This morning I went to church and was greeted by our favorite priest. I told him about the message I left. He said that he was going away for a week starting this afternoon and suggested one of the other priests would be able to come. I was sad, but thought perhaps he would be able to come after his trip and wished him well on his travels. Then I took my seat and enjoyed Mass. I was very surprised when an altar server approached me during the offertory and told me that the priest said he would stop by this afternoon. He did come over and spent some alone with my mom. Then my sister and I joined them as he anointed her. It was beautiful to experience this Holy Moment. At the end of the visit, he said to make sure to call the parish priest if my mom were to take a turn for the worse. He was so kind, generous, caring, and reverent. We were so blessed that the priest made the time to stop by on his way out of town.

I Found God today in the generosity of a priest.