Trinity

An angel, a saint, and a communicant.

The angel says grace.
The saint prays for me.
The communicant makes me ponder.

The angel died.
The saint introduced me to a charismatic priest.
The communicant gives me pause.

The angel inspires me
The saint guides me.
The communicant makes me proud.




I am a classic "cafeteria catholic,"  but I have recently added something to my plate.
As we all celebrate Miles' first communion, I also celebrate my first communion in
over 40 years.  Thank you, Olivia, Geeg, Miles, for leading me back to the altar.

I may not live forever, but I plan to live every day until I die.  And when I get to heaven,
I will thank my trinity for helping me find the way.