Cecilia has had a lot of problems in the past up to the present day. She was involved in a car-train accident in which she was not injured. Cecilia told me it was Our Lady of Emmitsburg that saved her. I believe that.
Cecilia has had a ongoing series of other family related and employment problems. Things seem to be better at least for now. Despite ongoing problems I have never heard Cecilia complain. She had Christmas dinner with us and this is how it happened:
We drove to "hometown" last night on Christmas Eve and went to the 10 PM mass at "Parish Church" (which by the way the Consecration took place at 10:33:00) S.C.C., C.R.C. and myself stayed at S.C.C.’s mothers house which is only a half block from "Parish Church", if that.
I woke up this morning and S.C.C.’s mother was starting to prepare her traditional oyster stew breakfast. It would not be until 10 AM so I had plenty of time to do other things.
I walked over to "Parish Church" to pray the rosary but the door was locked. As I was walking back to S.C.C.’s moms house I heard my name called. I looked back and it was Fr. _____. We talked for a few minutes and he asked how S.C.C. had recovered from her injury. I told Fr. ___ that except for the scar she had recovered 100%
Fr. ___ then unlocked the church and I went in to pray my rosary. Since it was Christmas and I had plenty of time before breakfast I prayed the Joyful, Glorious and Luminous mysteries. At the instant I finished I was suddenly filled with peace, the kind that is so strong you can’t even hardly move. I glanced at my watch and the time was 9:13.
I walked back to the house and we had our oyster stew breakfast. Like always it was very good. Later in the afternoon while driving over to my sisters house for Christmas dinner my cell phone rang and it was Cecilia C. She had no place to go so we invited her to join us for Christmas dinner. We hung up and I noticed the time on the dash was 1:13.
Cecilia was not sure how to get to my sisters house so I told her I would meet her at 2:00 at "Parish Church" and she could follow me. I arrived at "Parish Church" and Cecilia was not there. I waited and while I waited I caught up all of my notes. Just at the instant I finished my notes I looked up and Cecilia was walking towards my car. I glanced at my watch and the time was 2:13.
Cecilia and I talked for a few minutes and then drove out to my sisters house for Christmas dinner and I felt the peace as we arrived. I glanced at my watch and the time was 2:33:33.
We all had a nice time. Cecilia was very happy to have some friends have her over for dinner. We talked about the good old days at the Thursday Night Prayer Group in Emmitsburg. Cecilia then left because there was someplace she needed to be. I went metal detecting for a little while.
Later in the evening we left my sisters house and S.C.C. said she needed to stop again at her mothers house before going home. We stopped and picked up a few things and left to go home. As we backed out of the driveway to go home I noticed the time on the dash was 7:13. We drove back to Emmitsburg and we stopped at St. Joseph’s on the way and when we arrived the time on the dash was 9:33.
January 9, 2008