November 26, 2012
As a child in our Parish the one event that shook my Mom (indeed of many mothers) was the visit of the Pastor. When Father mentioned that he would be visiting, and the first street was ours, the race was on. Everyone was enlisted to clean the house- from top to bottom. My Dad was happy that he was at work. The word came down- “He’s in the neighborhood, be ready. We were all lined up like little troops, hair combed, shoes polished, best clothes on. He came down the street, and passed by our house! God will not pass by our home.