Showing posts with label a true Christmas story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a true Christmas story. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
the Wisdom of a Third Grader
"Sister," Joanny started, "How can I buy hosts?" "What do you mean 'hosts'?" I asked. "The hosts that the priests use at Mass to bring us Jesus. I wanted to get a birthday present for Jesus and I thought and thought. He is in Heaven. The only thing He needs now is hosts so that He can come again to us." After a few seconds of thinking, I told her to bring me a quarter which I would give to my superior to pay for the hosts we would be using at our convent Midnight Mass. Further, I invited Joanny and her entire family to join us for the celebration. The joy on the face of that little girl coming back from Communion made the candle flames envious.
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