On Monday I went to daily Mass at a new place where I live because the one at that time at my parish wasn’t able to continue.
It was a spur of the moment thing to get a Lyft ride there. I didn’t do any planning, or check for handicapped accessibility, but honestly I had such a hunger to receive The Eucharist that I just went. It was a beautiful Mass. SO traditional and I got there early, so I got to hobble around and look at the windows and say the Rosary beforehand with everyone. I just so happened to put mine in my purse before I left, but I think that was Mary giving me a little nudge. ❤️ Afterwards i had to do a tremendous amount of walking because this basilica is in a massive city and they lock certain areas and I didn’t know my way around, but I survived and made it home. Next time I’ll pay better attention to what the nuns do. 🤦🏼♀️ They just walked right out the front. 😂
Despite the physical impediments that I now have, Monday I found a corner of a massive city and spent some time with Jesus. People read this blog from all over the world. I think that no matter where any of us are located, He just wants us to find Him, and spend a little bit of time with Him.