As I was getting ready for bed I got the urge that I should write this post. I was super sleep but as I have learned our Lord whispers and gives us gentle taps what we do it is up to us and so I thought I’d have to share, and so this is is what happened to me this past Sunday.
On the weekend Hubby will come home from work at a good enough time that he gets some rest and we are able to go to mass together as a family but I got a text from him that they had requested for him to work a bit extra but he actually didn’t come home till almost dawn which meant change of plans, meaning the kids and I would have to go to church by the parish that is in walking distance.
I usually get up at 5:30 am on Sunday because I watch the Mass that is played at that time so I can listen to the reading and gospel because well let’s face it at mass with the kids it can get interesting giving one’s full attention.
As I turned on TV and Mass started I hear them say today is the 2nd Sunday of Advent and I thought to wait, what!?! It’s the 1st Sunday of Advent and for a minute I said perhaps I heard wrong? So I grabbed my phone and checked my daily readings and sure enough, they had the wrong recording on. I thought well now isn’t this strange and set my alarm (or so I thought ) for 7 AM so I could get the kids up and ready as we had to leave by 8:30 to get to Mass on time.
I woke up startled and sat up in bed and looked at my phone and it was now 7:45! GASP, the alarm I set for PM not AM!
I jumped out of bed as fast as I could without waking up my husband, running into the kid’s room to wake up my girls and my 14-year son and told them that I wanted to go to the 9 am mass and we that we had to walk because of what time Dad had come home and that we were running late!
As they woke up time seemed to just speed by and in my head it almost left like a mini battle cause part of me though oh why rush so much just go to the 11 am mass but then I thought to wait we can still make it yes we will rush but we can make it and we know if I wait till later it will rain and we wouldn’t make it so let’s just do it.
I rushed and grabbed the girls and told my son to catch up with us as he rides his bike. I quickly grabbed my running stroller to strap my youngest because although she could walk about at a comfortable pace, not this Sunday as we are racing to get there, as I tried to buckle her now that it the weather is colder I hadn’t used the running stroller for a bit and with her having a heavier coat I now had to change the straps so could be comfortable and buckled. I must say that at this point I just had to laugh because already it had been a day but it made me want to get to mass even more.
As I hurried along I kept asking my other daughter was she OK because she was (still is actually) getting better from a bad virus that was really making her asthma act up, There it was again a “whisper” why are you rushing it’s ok if you are a little late. I thought no it’s not, then something told me hey why don’t you check the schedule and told my daughter to stop for a moment and processed to check my phone to see the time of mass and there it was mass was at 9:30 NOT 9 am.
As I told this to my daughter we both started laughing and as I turned I saw my son had finally caught up all out of breath asking what was so funny and I told him I’m so sorry I made you run out so quickly, mass isn’t until 9:30! He looked at me and laughed and said well at least now we will have the seats we want and be on time. We proceeded to get to church to a wonderful service.
So that is my little story as to how I started my Advent this year. The next day after I dropped my youngest at school I went into the church to get my little yearly Advent booklet but this year they had a smaller one with reflections and so I decided to go to my local Catholic store whereas I was getting my little booklet saw this book.
If you know me then you know I love Padre Pio. I totally recommend this book as it has some amazing reflections and prayers each day. If you get a chance to get this book let me know what you think.