my amazing moment.

I was at Mass on Sunday with James. And had a moment. When they announced the name of the next hymn, I perked up. It was Amazing Grace. Don't you love that one? I get chills when I hear it. I wanted to jump up and start belting it out but knowing I don't have the musical talent of the Princess, I remained seated and hummed along while watching James on the altar. It was indeed amazing and I , of course, started to tear up. I pray every week at Mass for patience, that is it, just patience. Not to win the lottery or win a lacrosse game, just patience and love for all. Sounds simple, I know. Although a little winning is never a bad thing. But that's all the Lord can really help us with. You see he has no control over the lottery or even the evil acts that people commit. I sat in the very same church that a couple of years ago a beloved clergyman, Father Larry was shot down by a disturbed man. God couldn't have prevented it, just like he couldn't have stopped the attacks on 9/11. My God didn't allow those things to happen. Evil people committed these horrible acts. Just last week James informed me after serving at the confirmation mass that he wanted to become a bishop. Not a priest first, but straight to Bishop. I asked him why and he said because I get to carry a big stick. I told him that one doesn't need a big stick to be important. I have a funny feeling the stick he will carry in life will be 10x the size of that Bishop's staff and he will use it wisely. Respect comes to those with and without big sticks. I also reminded him that sometimes people can abuse the power of carrying the big stick. I had to wonder whether our world leader has asked for spiritual guidance and if he thinks the Good Lord has told him to bomb Libya. I doubt it. All those billions of dollars spent killing people and destroying a nation could have been better spent right here at home fixing our education system. Makes more sense, doesn't it?