While driving to visit my dying nephew, I met Mother Mary. I'm not Catholic so meeting her that day was a wonderful surprise and beautiful blessing. I wasn't sure if my nephew would still be alive by the time I arrived, so I prayed. Prayer by prayer, mile by mile. I asked God to guide my words and give me strength to support my family. How could I possibly find the words to comfort his mother on this day? It was in the middle of the state, in the middle of no where, when she whispered..."Talk with me, I understand." Mother Mary assured me. Mother Mary, of course knew what my ... Read the Post