It was afternoon and I was dozing off when I heard a blast which woke me up…but no it was not really a blast but as soon as I woke up, it was Monsignor Boy on tv having the Homily. It filled me with hope and it urged me to attend a service/mass. I went to VCF and I was hoping that my favorite pastor would be the one to speak. God has been kind because He granted me that request.
Sometimes it is hard to stay on. But then we just have to keep on and along the way we can be given hope–sometimes just a spark but that spark can ignite a fire that can burn for so long. I guess, it is during this time that we have the opportunity to grow in faith.
Sometimes I write 