Today at Mass, I went by myself, and we sang Amazing Grace.
That is not a song we sing too often.
I know yesterday I posted on here that the biggest thing I was praying for was Grace.
You might think that is a coincidence, but I know better.
Last Sunday at Mass, I was with my mom, and a woman came up to us before Mass to say hi. It was a friend of my mom’s from the hospital, from my mom’s work before mom retired. This person, a nurse, told me like 3x that I have the most amazing mother. My mom told me that this person now works at a different, but local, hospital, and runs the PCU department, and is one of the best nurses she has ever known. So then when mom went to the ER last week, it was at this other hospital, and this person rushed down and took extra care of my mom for the few days she was there, and texted my sisters directly with all kinds of updates and information, and made sure my mom’s chart was being handled correctly, and provided us with such care and relief and peace of mind, I can’t even tell you.
Why did she appear *last Sunday* in Church (mom and I go to same Mass every Sunday, for the last few years, and we’ve never met her there before)?
You might think that is a coincidence, but I know better.
I know there is a plan, I know I may not like it, but I know I am not alone, and no matter what, it will be OK.