Back when I was in elementary school, my Mom would take my younger sisters and I to the mall to hang out with our wonderful family friend, a priest we'd known since his deaconate.
When we'd go to the various malls, I'd always scan the "map" for the WHYY store. They always had the BEST selection of toys. Father and I would love playing this one, especially. I'd always attempt to outwit him. We usually ended up dropping the ball into the same place, but that didn't stop me from claiming victory just the same.
The point of the game, for those unfamiliar, is to gradually separate the two rods, allowing the ball to roll down the "track." You've got to be REALLY careful, though, because if you move the rods too quickly, the ball will fall through and land short of its target. If you move them to slowly, the ball won't budge.
I think in all of the times we've played that game, neither of us made it to the final target. We had such fun trying, though, cheering each other on while attempting to out-do one another at the same time. I loved that game. I wonder if he even remembers it! Ha ha ha.
Anyway, the reason I bring this memory up is a call I got from Father the other morning. He'd called to find out how Vincent's surgery turned out, and to assure me of his continued prayers for him and my family. My mom had told me he had offered Mass for Vince the morning of his surgery, and he confirmed that as well. I repeatedly thanked him and just about cried from his generosity. He then put his mom on the line so she could let me know she was praying for him, too.
How blessed are we to have him in our lives? Twice, now, my intentions were blessed by God. Two separate Masses were offered for these intentions, completely unsolicited, by two wonderful priests who simply wanted to utilize their calling to benefit God's people. Thank You, dear Lord, for such beautiful signs that You are keeping an eye on my family. Thank You, especially, for the gift of Tio. Thank You for the gift of all your priests. May they all be so holy and generous.
You certainly know how to pick 'em. :)

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