I’ve discovered the more I go through this particular opening, the more everything about my life falls into place.

It’s even better when someone is there to open the door as this gentleman was doing for everyone at Holy Family Catholic Church in Abilene, TX last Sunday.

I suspect I went out of a sense of obligation for many years but even during those decades when I was distracted and certainly not as attentive as I should have been, I was still absorbing the message, the music, the traditions and the beliefs.

The foundation of my faith was always there. Due to my parents the mustard seed was sown.

I’m thankful for that.

God never wavered.  He just patiently waited for me to come back.