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Remembrance.




I have been wanting to search for this post because it comes into my mind’s presence often but I know I am remembering only the spirit of it.  I could not remember the words I used to scaffold my idea.  Wanting and searching at the same time is exhausting, though!  

I am glad the engine I chose for it thought it was worth me remembering today…




My favorite phrase Father Joe would recite in preparation of offering communion to the Parish was: 
…do this in remembrance of me.

#1corinthians11:24

2/25/22 There is a moment I think of when I wrote my meditation in understanding communion for myself.  I do not ask people if I can pray with them.  But I did ask someone one day, and it was a perfect moment in ordinary time I do not feel I will do again unless I am moved like I felt for the first time ever that day.  It feels strange to say I am not moved to that degree often when I am emotionally moved often.  I have felt that quiet as a person.  I was so present in that moment with her, I knew it was a brand new moment for me.  I had never ever prayed a prayer in my own words for someone out loud with my hands out to hold hers, but I knew the hands I invited in mine.  That is how it felt in the room with just us two, an invitation.  I knew she was grateful for my act and so proud of me, too, when I heard from another I had prayed with Miss Lupe.  Miss Lupe is the kind of person who is just encouragement. #goodinfluence

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