God is good and all giving. I made a difficult decision, the Man of Prayer assisting in deliverance, and God rewarded immediately with confirmation. I received my first bedside vigil in two weeks or so. What a treasure I was invited in upon. An eastern European woman reposing within final hours makes for splendid prayer opportunities. Her room is filled with love, children and grandchildren decorating; eastern icons coloring her nightstand, Our Lady of Perpetual Help and wonderful images of Jesus adorning. Prayer proved bountiful, and most amazing the Hospice is overwhelmed suddenly with bedside vigils. My newfound treasure will provide delightful company throughout the coming end of my week, a full two days off in preparation for Christmas. There is so much to look forward to. I will spend tomorrow morning and afternoon, then going to work, and immediately returning to my prayer partner. I will capture the original painting presenting itself upon her wall, next to a 50s painting I suppose of her husband, who dashingly duplicates the good looks of Clark Gable. There is a bit of the devil within those eyes, yet don’t we all have a bit of a mischievous nature. It is so exciting to have a new friend. Tomorrow will be a day filled with prayer and a new friend.
The difficult decision centers upon the overhauling of my daily mass. I am going to abandon the Poor Clares of Perpetual Adoration, leaving St Paul Shrine. It must be done. It is a heartbreak. I will continue to attend Sunday mass with the sisters at the Shrine, spending Sunday afternoon with the Eucharist, and possibly continuing with the Saturday prayer group. I will discern further. The change of venue occurred through consolation with the man of prayer. It is for the good of all souls. Clearly during mass, a church appeared to which I will attend. It was not the one that first came to mind. St Paschal Baylon was my first choice, yet this small church, Eucharist based, St Clare continuing, settles firmly upon my consciousness. I like the idea of a small parish, one of little standing in reputation, providing the Eucharist daily for adoring in a private chapel. I am pretty sure the Holy Spirit turned the light on to a new adventure in daily worship. Tomorrow will actually be the first time I attend mass at the church. I am thankful God provided the man of prayer to assist and guide me during such a transitional time. I am so secure and trusting in his voice and spirituality. It is so blatantly obvious the man of prayer is authentic, possessing a prayer structure, fortitude, and devotion that inspires, launching me forward. I know my path is one of advanced prayer. He guides through example, and God is good and all giving in every regard. I was pleased he inquired about bedside vigils as I am convinced he is a man perfectly suited for sitting next to souls preparing to meet their maker. He is a man who should be sitting next to those dying, privately praying and providing a faithful presence. I waited for him to inquire, while knowing all along he had so much to offer. God finds a way to bring us where we are most effectual.
