A Walk to Remember

I finally made it back to Grand Forks, after over three weeks away (due to extenuating circumstances).  A number of tasks awaited me, and I set to work unpacking and getting caught up. 
 
One situation that needed prompt attention was a shortage of Hosts.  Due to other circumstances, we have not been able to have daily Mass here the last couple of weeks.  In order to offer Communion for our residents (who are unable to go out for Mass), something needed to be done. 
 
I called the pastor of our parish and we made arrangements to remedy this. 
While I had been away, the new brochures which I’d ordered had come in.  I was anxious to get some out into the community.
 
Consequently, on one of the coldest days of the year (13 below without wind chill), I ended up having “a walk to remember.”
 
Dressed up in fleece pants (under my jumper), a hooded scarf, ski gloves, and my nice, warm jacket, I carried a deep, zippered tote bag to the 12:10 Mass. 
 
It actually was a multipurpose trip.  I was able to drop off brochures, attend Mass, and bring home hosts for our residents. 
 
It is quite the experience, carefully carrying the Blessed Sacrament ten blocks!
 
It is truly amazing that God, in His wonderful love for us, allows a mere creature, sinful and weak, to do such a thing, and that He comes to us in such humility. 
 
No wonder St. Francis so poignantly writes: “O sublime humility! O humble sublimity! The Lord of the universe, God and the Son of God so humbles Himself that for our salvation He hides Himself under an ordinary piece of bread! Brothers, look at the humility of God, and pour out your hearts before Him. Humble yourselves so that you may be exalted by Him! Hold back nothing of yourselves for yourselves, so that He Who gives Himself totally to you may receive you totally!”

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