Serving Christ and Connecting Catholics in Western North Carolina
I am not totally sure how my parents felt when I told them I’d signed up for the 3 a.m. hour of prayer on Good Friday when I was 16 years old. Our parish had invited us to “watch an hour” with Jesus, and I certainly didn’t want Him to be alone for one minute. There was only one small detail I’d neglected to consider: I didn’t have a driver’s license yet!
What do we do when we return to the pew after receiving holy Communion? Having welcomed the Lord of the universe into our own corner of it, in the most humble yet profound of ways, how should our prayer be directed?