Yesterday after going to two meetings of the councils of zones in the parish, I stopped by the home of a young woman in her early twenties who is confined to her bed.
When Rufina made her first communion last month, I promised to bring her a rosary. I brought the rosary as well as Communion.
When I arrived at the house, there was a large crowd by the door. I approached cautiously because I wondered if something was wrong or even if the young woman had gotten worse. But as I approached, smiles and handshakes ensued and they escorted me to her bedside.
We talked a while and I gave her the rosary and she thanked me profusely. She also had someone get a little stool so that I could sit beside her.
I offered to share Communion with her and she responded with enthusiasm. The local communion minister had come on Thursday and shared Communion, but this daughter of God was so happy to have the opportunity again.
We prayed – but not alone. Her mother, several brothers and sisters, and a few nephews and nieces (including a five month old) shared in the prayer. One teenage boy noted that it is very good and important to pray. I was impressed.
After Communion, we prayed and I blessed her. Her mother invited me to come back any time. I promised to send a sheet with the mysteries of the Rosary so that Rufina and the family could them together.
I left consoled.
“Come to me all you who labor and are burdened and I will give you rest….
I am meek and humble of heart.”
Matthew 11: 28-29